After Bai Yueguang disappeared, I was forced to become a ghost hunter

The two were talking at the door of the classroom. Zhao Pingchuan's voice was so loud that several female students who hadn't had time to leave the classroom looked back.

Rong Zhen didn't answer Zhao Pingchuan. He opened his eyes wide and turned to the female students: "Your teacher Jian asked for leave today?"

The girls looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and a girl asked in a low voice: "Mr. Rong, are you asking about the teacher Jian Yao from our thinking class? We don't have a thinking class today!"

After the girl finished speaking, she was pushed by another girl next to her: "Wow! You even remember Teacher Sixiu's name!"

A few girls laughed and laughed.

Contrary to these few people, Rong Zhen stood there in a daze, neither answering nor answering. Now he regrets laughing at Zhao Pingchuan's stupidity in his heart just now, because at this moment, the expression on his face may not be dumbfounded, but stupid up.

The girls laughed even harder, Zhao Pingchuan felt something was wrong with Rong Zhen, he thoughtfully persuaded the girls a few words, and they dispersed.

Zhao Pingchuan stared at Rong Zhen in front of him. As a colleague, he usually didn't talk much, and he had a good relationship with him. Sometimes he would come to him for a cup of coffee after class. Although he was alienated, he was very polite. He is handsome, and I have always had a good impression of him.

At this moment, it was his rare gaffe, Zhao Pingchuan patted Rong Zhen, and was about to ask, when the man on the opposite side seemed to be turned on by someone, he turned around like a god and ran towards the door .

"Rong Zhen? What's the matter with you?"

Zhao Pingchuan was startled, picked up the lesson plan, and ran out after him.

Rong Zhen knew exactly where he was going.

Jian Changning's office.

But other than that, his mind was chaotic and he could only run forward mechanically.

Jian Changning's office is in 302, West Wing Building. After entering, there are two desks, and the one on the right belongs to Jian Changning.He likes flowers and plants, and has several pots of green plants in the office. Rong Zhen remembers that one of them is Qianyenan. Jian Changning likes it very much, and puts a lot of thought into taking care of it.He has a slight obsession with cleanliness, the desk is always spotless, the books are neatly stacked, and the only accessory on the desk other than a pen holder is probably the small speaker of the same style given by Rong Zhen, although he does not often use it.Oh, by the way, there are usually five or six pens in the pen container, most of which are red, because he likes to write with red pens.

You see, all the memories about him are very vivid, how can a person just disappear out of thin air?Rong Zhen ran to office 302 in one breath, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of the office.

The office is a bit empty, with a messy desk piled with cigarette boxes, ashtrays, toilet paper, and garbage bags.

Rong Zhen suddenly lost his strength, leaned back slightly to the door of the office, and covered his eyes with his hands.

When Zhao Pingchuan ran in, he saw Rong Zhen leaning on the door with his head half up.The breath around him was depressed and resisted, so Zhao Pingchuan had no choice but to hold back all the questions in his stomach, and babbled dryly: "My table is a bit messy!"

Rong Zhen put down his hand on his eyes, and smiled back at him: Mmm, hot eyes!Those in the same office as you must bother you! "

Zhao Pingchuan looked at Rong Zhen, and smiled, as if many people had made this joke before, "So I said, fortunately, I have been alone in an office."

Rong Zhen sighed. He knew that it was useless to say anything, so he stopped continuing the topic, and instead said, half explaining and half comforting: "I haven't had a good rest in the past few days, and I'm in a trance."

"Well, that's right, hurry up and take a good rest. This natural beauty has dark circles all over her eyes." Zhao Pingchuan joked, but his eyes were full of concern.

Rong Zhen received his kindness, promised that she would go to see a doctor, adjust her sleep, and ignored his hesitation, said goodbye to him and left the office.

The sunshine in mid-May has already become restless.

But Rong Zhen didn't seem to have much real feelings.

He walked slowly on Wutong West Road. It was class time now, and there were only a few students walking on the road.A careless student hurriedly took a box of yogurt and drank it while running, walked to the trash can and threw it away, but the straw on the yogurt blocked it and failed to enter the trash can smoothly.

Rong Zhen walked over, picked up the yogurt box, and the remaining liquid in the straw flowed down the straw to Rong Zhen's hand.

Rong Zhen threw the yogurt box into the trash can, staring at the liquid in her hand.

In front of the basketball court, it seems that the teachers and students of the basketball team are training, the coach is categorically shouting, and the players are bargaining and complaining.

This day, like every day before, is not grand and full, but vivid and real.

The only unreal ones are himself and his best friend, Jian Changning.

Because there was still class in the afternoon, Rong Zhen could only stay in his office. He was in a bad mood and couldn't eat, so he lay absent-mindedly on the table flipping through books to prepare for the lesson.

This kind of absent-mindedness lasted until the class, and Rong Zhen almost made a mistake when he was giving a lecture. Fortunately, he usually accumulated a lot, so he finally managed to deal with it without any danger.

After class, Rong Zhen put the teaching materials back in the office, packed up his things and left the school.

He still didn't give up, and planned to go to Jian Changning's house to take a look.

He called a taxi and reported Jian Changning's address, then leaned on the car seat and squinted his eyes. The recent extreme lack of sleep made him fall asleep quickly.

A hand climbed up from the window of the taxi driving at high speed in a trance.

The five fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints, which makes people think that the owner of this hand should be very handsome.That hand was pale and cold, freezing the sides of the car windows.

The owner of the hand quickly slammed on the window of the taxi. Rong Zhen, who was still asleep, was startled. He opened his eyes and looked quickly. There was a man with big eyes and a slender figure standing outside the window.

Jane Changning!

Rong Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

Jian Changning smiled and waved to Rong Zhen through the car window, mouthing him to stop and open the car window. Rong Zhen didn't have time to think about the illogicality, so he called the driver to stop and lowered the car window at the same time.

"Where did you go, I'm looking for you everywhere!" Rong Zhen shouted.

"I've been here all the time." Jian Changning smiled, revealing his two dimples, his expression was very familiar, a bit half-smile, but he never opened his eyes.Rong Zhen thought for a moment, then shook his head suddenly, his expression was exactly the same as the weird self that the tenant saw in the mirror this morning.

Another voice drifted into Rong Zhen's brain, "This is not Jian Changning."

In the cool wind of May, Rong Zhen broke out in sweat instantly, and instinctively wanted to roll up the car window that had just been lowered.

The people outside seemed very dissatisfied with his doing so, so he directly stuck his hand in the crack of the window that Rong Zhen was about to roll up.

The window was very narrow, his hand was pinched and deformed, Rong Zhen was still hesitating and was about to lower the window, for fear of pinching Jian Changning, but the person opposite was always smiling.

"Aren't you looking for me? Rong Zhen, I'm in Zifu Temple, have you forgotten?"