I have something to say about the invisible population of schools

"Dreaming about the facts that happened in the past, it's impossible... No, it's still possible." Ji Songze categorically denied it at first, but suddenly thought of something again, grabbed Yang Xiaofeng's wrist and closed his eyes.

"You know Chinese medicine? But there is nothing wrong with me? Can you see anything?" Yang Xiaofeng looked at him confused, so he couldn't help laughing.

Ji Songze was not in this mood, and felt with his fingertips that Yang Xiaofeng's current psychic power had skyrocketed compared to a few hours ago, and his current psychic power could no longer be detected.

In other words, Yang Xiaofeng's current spiritual power has far surpassed his own.

This day is always coming, but Ji Songze didn't expect it to be so sudden.

Yang Xiaofeng's talent is very high, and he has the notes left by his father as a guide, but these alone cannot reach this point in a short period of time.

Ji Songze looked at Yang Xiaofeng's red eyes and puzzled face, supported his shoulder and asked, "Don't you feel anything wrong?"

Yang Xiaofeng lowered his head and touched his arms and legs, then shook his head heavily.

"Your own psychic power, can you also have some refreshments." Ji Songze helped his forehead helplessly, "Forget it, hurry up and get a towel to cover your eyes."

Yang Xiaofeng let out a "huh", stood up and said, "I asked Su Yu to tell me how to cast a spell, but she knocked my forehead and ran away. Do you think she doesn't like me?"

"No, Su Yu is easy to get along with... huh? What? Say it again?"

Yang Xiaofeng had already left the barrier and was about to climb down the escalator, but after hearing this, he climbed back and entered the barrier again, and told him about the matter.

Ji Songze thought it was dangerous to break the curse, so Ouyang and the others stopped Yang Xiaofeng from seeing him. Looking back now, Su Yu clearly gave him his psychic energy.

Seeing Ji Songze's uncertain expression, Yang Xiaofeng asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Your psychic energy is extremely strong now, and Su Yu gave you her psychic energy. The psychic energy is extremely strong, and you are full of thoughts about me, thinking about your dreams. You should have indeed seen me fall from the building and leave. The appearance of a soul."

"How should I put it, the amount of information is a bit large, I don't know which one to talk about first?"

"Take it easy, no, you'd better go and apply to your eyes first, they're all swollen."

"Huh? Really?" Yang Xiaofeng rubbed his eyes and yawned with a lazy expression.

It was already midnight, and Yang Xiaofeng's biological clock was going to sleep at this time.

"Swollen eyes don't look good. If Liu Yiyi sees it and asks about it, then there's something else to say."

"Wait a minute, do you like people with good eyes?"

Yang Xiaofeng jumped up, took the towel and went out.

"It's time like this, don't care about such details."

Yang Xiaofeng climbed up the escalator in a "boom-boom" manner. The fat man who was sleeping on the other side turned over, smacked his lips and said in a daze, "Xiaofeng, be gentle."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yang Xiaofeng clasped his hands together and apologized to the fat man in a low voice.

"Look, look, it's already waking up others. Stop making trouble, and get some more sleep."

"When the cold water hits you, you won't be able to sleep."

Yang Xiaofeng's eyes were covered with a towel, and the towel was soaked in water and folded several times, and it felt heavy on his face.

After applying it for a while, he felt that it was cumbersome, so he reached out and lifted the towel, and hung it on the side railing.

"Tell me, is it not good for me to just take away the psychic energy, or should I return it to Su Yu tomorrow?"

"Don't mess around, it's not easy to assign psionic power once. If you give it to you, just keep it, you might need it later."

"Ji Songze, can you forgive that woman?"

"What woman?"

"That's the one..." Yang Xiaofeng's voice became lower and lower, and his eyelids drooped more and more, "The woman who pushed you downstairs, she is very bad."

"Why do you think that other people are bad people?" Ji Songze smiled wryly. "It's also possible that I am the bad person who never commits all kinds of crimes. That's why I was hated and wanted to kill me. Xiaofeng, don't trust me so much."

"I just trust you, I only trust you."

"You're throwing a tantrum again. You didn't know me before, and you have no idea what I used to be. I'm not what you imagined."

Yang Xiaofeng hugged Ji Songze in a daze, rubbing his furry head on his chest: "I only believe what I see."

"Okay, don't talk so much, go to sleep, it's not good to stay up late."

"You did not forgive her."

"I don't remember, and she doesn't matter."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaofeng blinked his eyes and seemed about to cry again: "You don't remember, but I saw you in so much pain with my own eyes. But she lived well, as if nothing happened. Why is this, why is it so painful? That's it."

Ji Songze smiled sadly, thinking that this sentence was not only referring to the woman who pushed him downstairs, but also Mo Chensha.

How did Yang Xiaofeng, who is still in kindergarten, face such bullying alone? What has he experienced to be able to face ghosts so calmly, as if nothing happened?

Ji Songze couldn't even see this.

"Don't cry, there's nothing to cry about." Ji Songze wiped away tears for him, "If I had known that today would happen, I wouldn't have come to talk to you back then."

Yang Xiaofeng hugged Ji Songze tightly, sniffled his nose to stop crying, and firmly held Ji Songze tightly: "There is nothing wrong with this now. But it would be better if you come back to life, you are so cold holding you now."

"Okay. I'll listen to you. I found her, what are you going to do?"

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye."

When Yang Xiaofeng woke up the next day, Ji Songze was still sleeping.He seemed to be really tired, Yang Xiaofeng pushed lightly, but he just murmured, turned over and fell asleep again.

Then let him sleep for a while, he was indeed a little noisy last night.

Scratching his head embarrassingly, Yang Xiaofeng thought about it, and tiptoedly folded the quilt so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Although Ji Songze couldn't touch these objects, he just felt better in his heart.

He climbed out of bed, and his roommates were gone.Yang Xiaofeng looked up, because of the enchantment, there were only folded quilts and pillows on his bed.

The roommate didn't see him, so he naturally thought he had gone out.

There was a bottle of milk and a bag of bean paste buns on his table. Yang Xiaofeng recognized that they were what Qiu Luo usually drank. His family bought two boxes of milk for him every month and sent them to school. Complain a few words.

As for the red bean paste bread, it should be fat man's. He was always hungry and wanted some snacks between classes.

Yang Xiaofeng looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock.Anyway, he still has two days off, so it doesn't matter if he goes to class or not. After washing up, he just sits on the chair and looks at the computer.

After taking a few glances at the bread and milk, Yang Xiaofeng wondered whether he should eat it or not. On the one hand, he was indeed a little hungry. On the other hand, he felt that just eating it seemed to have accepted their overture.

In other words, this incident will be treated as if it never happened, and no one will mention it anymore.

Yang Xiaofeng rubbed his chin to look at the computer, then looked at the food, finally tore open the package, and thought while eating: Let him go, it's not a big deal.

When Ji Songze woke up, he still felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. That's right, it took most of his strength to forcefully peel off the spell last night, and he was anxious to repair it, so he ran back after only doing a rough idea.

He sat on the bed for a long time before he regained his strength, stretched out half of his body and looked down. Yang Xiaofeng was lying in front of the computer and didn't know what he was doing.

"Huh? So early?"

"It's not early. It's past eleven o'clock." Seeing that he got up, Yang Xiaofeng got up and opened the dark curtains. The sun outside was very bright, and people were coming and going on the road, which belonged to the bustle of young students.

"what time is it?"

"It's past twelve o'clock."

"have you eaten yet?"

"Well, not yet."

Ji Songze felt strange, why Yang Xiaofeng always avoided confronting him intentionally or unintentionally when talking today.

Yang Xiaofeng was writing and drawing with a draft paper. As soon as Ji Songze got closer to him, he turned his face sideways and moved a little to the side.

Finally being forced to the wall, he shrank his neck and said in a hoarse voice: "Squeeze."

Only then did Ji Songze see Yang Xiaofeng clearly, his eyes were swollen asymmetrically, no wonder he was hiding from himself and didn't want to be seen.

"Ahem," Ji Songze covered his mouth and pretended to cough.

"Don't laugh anymore." Yang Xiaofeng covered his eyes, with a mournful face: "Not only is it ugly, but it's also sore and painful."

Ji Songze wished he was an ordinary person, at least last night he could put a towel on his face.

It's rough, but at least it won't be so swollen today.

"Okay, we won't cry anymore."

"Definitely stop crying."

"By the way, haven't you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten breakfast, but I haven't had lunch yet."

"Then pack up, I'll accompany you to dinner."

"No, I'll just order a takeaway."

"Go, stay in the dormitory all day, it's going to be moldy."

"These eyes are too ugly to go out."

"Put on your glasses and cover them up."

Yang Xiaofeng is actually a bit short-sighted, but fortunately, the degree is not very deep, only around [-] degrees, so he usually does not wear glasses, and only wears them when he is reading board books in class.

Yang Xiaofeng reluctantly took out his glasses, changed his clothes, and then went downstairs to eat.

Now it's past the point when get out of class ends, and there are not so many people in the cafeteria.

While cooking in the cafeteria, Yang Xiaofeng was patted on the shoulder unexpectedly. Before he had time to react, someone had already walked up to him and greeted him.

"Um, did I bother you?"

It was Luo Dadi who came, and Yang Xiaofeng only realized it now.

"No, it's fine."

"You were wearing glasses, so I didn't recognize you at once. Then..."

"By the way, the karate club is actually a cover. You came to me for Mo Chensha."

"Yep……"

"Then why didn't you say it earlier? It's so troublesome to go around such a big circle."

"I'm afraid it's too sudden and you will refuse." Luo Dadi smiled awkwardly.

"You are right, I must refuse."

Ji Songze couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but then he thought that this was not good, so he faked coughing twice to cover it up.

Luo Dadi had an expression of "I knew it was like this".

When Yang Xiaofeng said it, he felt that he was a little bit too much, and Luo Da put it bluntly, he was just an errand runner.

"Speaking of which, why did you fall in love with Mo Chensha?"

"Huh? Oh, you misunderstood, that's my cousin, and my mother is her aunt."

"Ah, that's right." Yang Xiaofeng scratched his head, not knowing how to reply.

Thought he was a miserable backup.

After learning that both of them have a cousin who is not very worry-free, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly developed a kind of sympathy for Luo Dadi.

"However, my sister and I did cause you a lot of trouble. But Xiaosha... If you don't mind, let me talk to you, so I won't waste your time."

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