"You, you tap ......"

"Can't get out?"

"No, it won't."

Zhou Zhongqing carried the backpack in his hand, and patted it on the backpack with the other hand, others looked at him and thought he was patting the dust, but probably no one would have thought that he was chasing a ghost attached to the backpack.

It's also speechless, just like a cat is determined to lie in a shoebox, since Bai Yueying possessed his backpack, this simple ghost lady didn't leave, no matter how Zhou Zhongqing threatened with words, or slapped the backpack with force, she didn't say a word.

When she was quiet and didn't speak, Zhou Zhongqing thought that she had used too much force and scattered her soul, and she was shocked for a while, so she had no choice but to give up and put her backpack behind her again.

Before I knew it, it was already September 21st, and although it had not been long since the start of school, my studies on weekdays had already been on the right track.

Because he has to take care of his sister on weekdays, Zhou Zhongqing has applied for day school since his freshman year, and his daily schedule is much more urgent than that of his classmates who live in school.

When his classmates were probably still sleeping in the dormitory, he had already gotten up and started to prepare; And when his classmates start to entertain or fall in love after class, he has to hurry home and start working, finish his academic work at night, and take time to take orders and work part-time; However, even under such conditions, Zhou Zhongqing's grades did not fall, but he was at the top of the class, and he must have a share of the scholarship every year.

Sometimes in the dead of night, when thinking about this, Zhou Zhongqing will also sigh a little - even if this year's birthday is over, he is only twenty years old.

is not boasting, Zhou Zhongqing really feels that he is quite remarkable.

Of course, if there is a choice, Zhou Zhongqing would rather not be so great, and the great writer Yu Hua who wrote "Alive" also once said - people are forced to work, don't feel guilty because you don't work hard.

After leaving the subway station, Zhou Zhongqing, who was carrying a bag on his back, walked straight in the direction of the school, and the city bathed in the sun had completely awakened, and the world began to run in an orderly and orderly manner.

"You walk so fast......"

Her voice sounded softly behind her.

Although this is the state of a backpack ghost, it still does not affect Bai Yueying's perception of the surrounding environment, she is carried by Zhou Zhongqing, with every step he takes, she will feel a natural bump, and then watch him walk past one pedestrian after another who is also walking.

Compared to the walking speed when he sent his sister to school just now, his speed at this time can be described as fast - his legs are so long, and each step he takes is so wide, Bai Yueying is glad that she is hanging on him, otherwise with her small short legs, it is estimated that she will have to trot all the way to keep up with him.

"I thought you were shot apart by me?"

Hearing that her voice finally sounded, Zhou Zhongqing was speechless.

Bai Yueying didn't answer his words, afraid that this bad guy would shoot her again and shoot her to drive her out, doesn't she just like to stay in the backpack, and it won't be a little heavier and stingy.

"Are you going to be late?"

"I'm punctual and never late."

"Then you go so fast......"

"Soon?"

"Super fast."

Hearing Bai Yueying say this, Zhou Zhongqing subconsciously slowed down a little, but after a while, he regained his speed just now.

Bai Yueying is not the first to say that he walks fast, there are also classmates and friends who say that he walks very fast on weekdays, Zhou Zhongqing recalled that in the past, he walked most of the time and played with his mobile phone slowly, and I don't know when he began to develop the habit of walking fast.

"I'm usually very busy, how can I be as leisurely as you, and I walk slowly."

"What's the matter?"

"It's a lot busy."

"Oh."

Miss Ghost, who was possessed in a backpack state, obediently stopped talking, although she didn't know what he was busy with, but she felt that it was good not to disturb him as much as possible.

Zhou Zhongqing walked and walked, and suddenly felt that the backpack behind him was a lot lighter, as if someone behind him had gently lifted the bag with his hand.

He turned around, and there was no one behind him, so it was naturally because of her.

"What are you doing?"

"Help you."

"Huh?"

"So you can go a little faster."

“……”

After entering the society for a long time, and when it was his turn to start taking charge of himself, Zhou Zhongqing knew that the relationship between people is often about taking what they need, helping each other or something, and more is just an exchange of interests, not any feelings, this is the normal state of an indifferent society, and he has long been used to it, but he is still at this moment, because he senses the simple kindness of Miss Ghost, and is temporarily speechless.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

Bai Yueying's state of mind is different from Zhou Zhongqing's, probably because she has done something very meaningful, she also feels quite happy, and inexplicably feels that her existence also has a lost value.

Of course, in addition to this, there is also an added value - because her presence will passively reduce the physical temperature of the people around her, in such a still hot late summer, Zhou Zhongqing feels like he is wearing a human-shaped air conditioner, and it feels quite comfortable......

It's just that the ghost lady of the waste has a weak heart, and she originally planned to help him hold the backpack all the time, after all, in the possessed state, the consumption will be much smaller, but after all, the strength is pulling the hips, and it is a little unbearable to hold it, and the weight is added back to Zhou Zhongqing little by little.

Until he finally exhausted his strength, the backpack ghost fell limply behind him, occasionally trying to struggle unwillingly, but eventually softened into worms.

"Can't get up?"

"Hmm......"

"It's not been ten minutes yet!"

Bai Yueying was a little embarrassed, and explained what was the reason for today's bad state, trying to redeem the little ghost's irrepressible dignity, giving people a feeling of hard work without merit.

Fortunately, school has arrived, and the conversation topic can be diverted.

"Is this your school?"

She had just finished her efforts, and at this moment Miss Ghost, who was in a swing state, was lying comfortably behind him, curiously looking at her surroundings, and it was very safe to hide in her backpack, even if the people around her could not see her.

"That's right."

"What school?"

“…… Didn't you come to skip the stairs yesterday? ”

"Huh? Did I jump here, I forgot ......"

“……”

Zhou Zhongqing was convinced.

"Zhejiang University."

"Oooh."

Zhou Zhongqing originally wanted to pretend to be forced, after all, he was studying at Zhejiang University, and he was somewhat face-saving when he said it, but he didn't expect Miss Ghost to react mediocrely, and it is estimated that she even forgot about the reputation of this school.

"Have you ever been to college before?"

"I don't remember."

"How old were you when you died?"

"I don't remember."

"And what do you remember?"

"I remember you asked me these questions in the morning!"

“…… Not only do I ask you twice, three times, and many more often, but it's important that you try to think about these things yourself! ”

"Okay."

“……”

For Bai Yueying, who didn't know anything, Zhou Zhongqing couldn't help her, so she could only ask more questions when she had nothing to do on weekdays, if she happened to be able to think of something, the problem would not be so tricky.

As she pondered if there was anything she could do to help her remember, he was tapped on the shoulder, and a familiar voice followed.

"Brother Qing! What's going on, yesterday, there was a lot of uproar, you shouldn't have hit a ghost, right? ”

"That's right. It's really a ghost. ”

"Seriously!"

Brother, what my brother said is true, she is behind my brother.

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