"Are you OK."

The person who helped me up immediately asked me, I shook my head, but they immediately realized that something was wrong, my hands were bleeding.

"You're bleeding."

Those people told me, I looked at them and said, "It's nothing."

"It's okay, I'll take you to bandage it."

Those people pulled me towards the treatment room, and I was taken to the treatment room by these people.

Jiang Sheng was away for a few days, and there were several other people in the treatment room, but we didn't see anyone else when we arrived.

It was raining harder outside, so we waited in the treatment room.

I don't know if there is something wrong with my feeling. It is not cold even if it is raining at this time, but I am cold all over in the treatment room.

I just stood up and moved around in the treatment room.

I am no stranger to the treatment room. Jiang Sheng is usually here. He has a mirror on his side. I walked around the mirror, but other people followed me. I walked and suddenly looked into the mirror. , Only then did I realize that I was the only one in the mirror, and there were more than a dozen people behind me, but they were not in the mirror.

☆、7 Chapter [-] No Maliciousness

I paused, then turned around and looked at the dozen or so people sitting on the chairs behind me, talking and laughing. They all looked young, and none of them were malicious.

I went over and sat down, staring at them, completely unable to see that they were not human.

"How is your hand?"

As soon as I sat down, the ghost on the side asked me, and I shook my head: "It's all right, it doesn't hurt anymore, actually, you don't need to look, you brought me here."

"Girls are very delicate. I brought you here for your own good. Everyone is in class at this time. Why did you come out to watch football?"

The ghost asked me, and I said in turn: "Didn't you guys not go to class and play football in the stadium?"

"..."

The ghost froze for a moment, then laughed, very hearty.

Then I said: "I went to the football field last night, just outside the football field, and heard someone talking, but when I went in, there was no one in the football field, and I don't know what happened."

"Really?" The players were surprised and looked at each other.

I said, "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

The players looked at me and didn't answer. I simply said, "You certainly don't believe it, but I do."

"How do you know we don't believe it?" the ghost asked me, and I said, "My grandma told me that men are not superstitious, but women are prone to superstition. To believe in ghosts and gods is superstition."

The players were all laughing, but their eyes suddenly became deep and hollow, although it was only a moment, fleeting, but I saw it, and then I continued to look at them, and they were the same as when I saw them before .

I saw that the heavy rain was getting heavier, and they had no intention of leaving, so I chatted with them.

"How many of you are there?"

I can't see any ghosts, and seeing so many people so suddenly is very friendly, and I guess there is no one else.

They told me there were fifteen people in total.

I was a little surprised: "I heard that there are eleven football players, how many of you?"

"There are actually [-] of us. We didn't all come today. We have back players. Eleven is the number of people playing during the game, not the number of the team."

"Then I understand."

"Why don't you understand anything? Is this the first time you've seen someone play football?"

"Of course it's the first time."

I regretted it a bit after I finished speaking, it seemed that I was too unloving.

The players looked at me like a monster, and I immediately explained: "My family lives in Gejia Village. There is no such high-end game as football, basketball, or badminton in our village. When I was young, I remember very clearly that There is such a big ball."

I made a gesture with my hand, a circle bigger than my fist.

"I still feel very rich. There are still a few children around me, but my grandma and others want to come here. They don't play, but I am a baby."

Listen to me, the players were paying attention one by one. After listening to them, they said: "In the future, if you want to watch football, come to the stadium. We often play there."

"Then how old are you?"

"We have both seniors, two of us are seniors, they are juniors, and there are twos and ones."

The ghost gave me an introduction, I looked at them, looked at the rain that had not abated outside, and asked them: "Is there any story in this school, such as an accident, preferably about the side of the football field?" Yes, I have loved hearing ghost stories since I was a child."

The players glanced at each other, and one of the ghosts said, "I've never heard of it."

"That's really boring."

At this time, the rain outside gradually subsided, and the players also looked at the time and got up and stood up, and said to me: "We should go back, I won't wait with you today, the doctor will be back in a while, you are here alone Wait, we have to go back, if we go back late, we may be scolded by the coach."

"Then you go first, I'll just stay here." Those players waved with me and quickly disappeared in front of me. When they left, the rain outside also stopped. I went out and looked up. It was raining outside. It was sunny, as if it had never rained.

Looking at the direction in which they ran away, it seems that there is some story in it.

The moment I fell was not a good intention to stay, it was something deliberately trying to hurt me, so I fell so hard that I broke my hand.

I looked down at the blood in the palm of my hand, which had already started to coagulate.

I came out of the treatment room and went back to the classroom. Everyone had already eaten and came back. Han Xiu saw me and immediately walked over and asked me where I was. I said, "I accidentally fell down. I will go to the treatment room." It’s over there, and I haven’t waited for people to come back.”

"Is Jiang Sheng not here?" Han Xiu asked me, I shook my head, "Not here."

Lan Xin and Wang Qiang walked over from one side, Lan Xin saw that my hand was broken, and immediately went to her backpack to get some band-aids and put them on for me.

"You still have this thing in your bag?" I looked up at Lan Xin, and Lan Xin said, "Just in case, I have everything, and I still have a wolf stick."

"..." I was speechless for a while, Han Xiu hurriedly asked: "Whether it works or not, let me have a look."

Lan Xin took a black thing that looked like a flashlight, Han Xiu took it, and the two began to study it.

Wang Qiang came over, looked down at my hand and said, "Let me help you fix it."

"It's almost there. Don't worry about it. I'm not that delicate. Lan Xin cares too much."

Sweeping my hand, I put it back, Wang Qiang looked at me: "Si Yue, I always feel that you treat Lan Xin differently than you treat me."

"Of course it's different. You are beautiful, and you can get water when you pinch it. I dare not touch you. You are like a bomb that can be broken. You can see it but you can't touch it. Lan Xin is different, just like a grass. Let alone pinch it." It's okay to step on it, can it be the same?"

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