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I didn’t see reporter Yuan in the Sixth Gongnong Village, but I didn’t expect to see him here.

Reporter Yuan took the initiative to nod to us, and we said hello.

Director Ma walked away for a few steps, and then reporter Yuan said goodbye and left.

Director Ma turned to look at us and said casually: "You came back from the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants?"

"Yes." I was a little embarrassed.

Director Ma didn't know that I had seen his notebooks from his student days. So now, I'm the only one feeling embarrassed.

If you see the photos, it's easy to say. Just seeing the class notes is fine. But when I saw those graffiti and complaints, I felt that they were completely out of place for Director Ma.

Maybe it's because I'm looking at Director Ma a little strangely now, so Director Ma glances at me a little more.

"It's almost time to get off work. You go and do your work." Director Ma looked away and looked at the girl. "Linlin, here's the key for you. I'm going back in a while." Director Ma said, taking out the key from his pocket.

Now that I see the key, I feel uncomfortable. Maybe it's the aftereffect of just reading that file.

However, Director Ma's key is very simple, just a key ring, no small pendants.

The girl took the key, was a little silent, said a dull goodbye, and did not raise her head to look at Director Ma. Instead, she greeted us politely before leaving.

The five of us returned to the office.

Chen Xiaoqiu suddenly said: "That girl looks a little strange."

"Adolescence, rebellious period?" the thin man asked.

"No, it's not about that. It's... about the supernatural." Chen Xiaoqiu pondered.

"Huh?" The thin man's voice rose.

"Really? I didn't see anything." The fat man said and looked at me.

I didn't think it was anything. It cannot be said that it is nothing at all, but it is not the supernatural issue that Chen Xiaoqiu said, but the relationship with Director Ma.

This prevents me from making a good judgment call.

Chen Xiaoqiu couldn't explain why.

So much for this topic.

On the way home from get off work, I was surprised to see that girl. She was walking on the sidewalk, looking anxious and worried.

The car quickly passed the girl, and after a turn, I lost sight of her.

What Chen Xiaoqiu said made me a little concerned.

Her identity is different from ours. Her soul may turn out to be a ghost from the underworld, so she can see things related to the underworld.

If so, she felt something was wrong with that girl. Does it mean that the girl had some subtle relationship with the underworld? Also a ghost?

I couldn't think of a clue, so I told Wu Ling about it.

"There are many possibilities for this situation. It may be what you guessed, or there may be other reasons. Our understanding of the underworld is still very limited. The underworld has also undergone major changes over the years. Ms. Chen herself can't explain clearly. If so, it would be difficult for others to come up with an answer.”

Wu Ling said this, so I had to put this matter aside for the time being.

"Lin Qi, help your sister come and take a look at this." Mother shouted from outside.

When I left the room, I saw her and her sister packing their things.

My sister is going to Minqing University this weekend.

In the blink of an eye, she'll be a college student and move in to live on campus.

Thinking about it this way, I feel like I am getting old and lonely.

My sister didn't have the joy of being born new. Probably this summer vacation gave her too much impact. I have some regrets and guilt about this.

"You don't need to bring so many things. You can buy them when you get to school. It's too tiring to carry them all over." I said.

"I have to bring some of the things I need with me. How can I buy them in time?" Mom said dissatisfied.

I had no choice but to help them clean up and give my sister some advice from experienced people.

However, the difference between boys and girls is still quite big. At least I don't have to bring so many bottles and cans to school. I looked at the large package of facial cleanser, toner, and essence and felt horrified.

"You've brought them all, what will you do when you come back on the weekend?" I asked.

"You buy another set and put it at home. It will be couriered to your home and I will collect it for you." Mom was very open-minded about this. "You can also bring the mask to school. When is your military training? You have brought sunscreen. without?"

"Military training will take place during the summer vacation next year." My sister said.

She was packing clothes there, some to keep at home and some to take to school. At this time, she has a choice disorder.

"Bring two sets of clothes and buy them later. You stay at school for a long time, so you will put the clothes there after you buy them." Mom said and went to find a towel.

I couldn't help here. I turned to look at my mother who ran out. When I turned back, I saw my sister standing still.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm just a little scared." My sister said.

I was a little surprised and couldn't help but reach out and rub my sister's hair, "There's nothing to be afraid of. It's not like you're going to college for anything. You're still in Minqing and you can come back on the weekend."

"But... what if my roommates are not easy to get along with? What if there are some kind of top roommates among them? What if I am regarded as a top guy..." My sister began to think casually.

I wanted to laugh a little, but she also aroused a little worry.

The topic of the best roommates has been popular on the Internet for a long time. There is also a dedicated public account that releases new content every day, and the comments below are also eye-opening.

Before, I would probably say some innocuous nonsense, but now, my thoughts have changed.

"Everything else is easy to say. When you get to college, don't play that kind of messy game." I said seriously.

You can't play any pen fairy or summoning souls.

After all, domestic high schools do not have the same atmosphere as abroad, and the atmosphere of preparing for exams is still very strong. Moreover, my younger sister is a day student and has limited time with her classmates. If you want to chat and play, you can use movies, TV shows, games, comics, anything. It will never be like the plots of those things, such as pen fairy or conjuring spirits. Even if there are some crazy students among them, they will probably be suppressed by their studies and their parents. But in college, who knows what kind of people you will meet and what will happen?

I'm worried about this.

After just reading Aoba's file, my worry became even stronger.

My sister glared at me, "What are you thinking? You are my brother, and you are looking at me like this!"

When I saw my sister's expression, I was startled and couldn't help but laugh, "What are you thinking about?" I squeezed my sister's red face hard, "I mean, those games like Pen Fairy and Conjuring Souls, Don’t play around. Also, be careful when buying things or giving them to you.”

My sister screamed, opened my hand, and rubbed her face. The red face slowly faded away.

"Brother, she, they..." The younger sister didn't say her name and her voice dropped.

"Those who have died should be reincarnated. They must be reincarnated properly." I patted my sister's head gently, "Don't think nonsense."

The younger sister made a low "hmm" sound.