Quickly wear the days of being in the company of Sick Jiao

When Jiang Xiaohuan got up, she found that Chen Mengqian was already awake, sitting on a stool, combing her hair in front of the mirror.

She rubbed her eyes, yawned, got dressed, and climbed down from the upper bunk.

Xuan Ziqi and Zhou Qianyi also slowly got up from the bed when they heard the movement.

Chen Mengqian combed her hair and rubbed her face in the mirror.

"Ziqi, can you lend me your eyebrow pencil?"

"Yo, it's surprising, Miss Chen actually wants to put on makeup today?"

Xuan Ziqi raised her eyebrows, said so, and handed her cosmetics storage box to Chen Mengqian.

Chen Mengqian reached out to take it without answering her words, opened the storage box, and took out the eyebrow pencil.

His movements were a little stiff, he painted on his face inexperiencedly, put down the eyebrow pencil, picked up the lipstick, every movement was extremely serious.

Chen Mengqian smiled at herself in the mirror, and found it strange, she rubbed her face and smiled again.

After the three of them washed up, they returned to the dormitory one after another.

Jiang Xiaohuan took care of her own affairs first, and she sent out invitations as usual.

"Cissy, let's go, let's have breakfast."

In the past, Chen Mengqian must have picked up her schoolbag and left with her, but today she unexpectedly rejected her.

"I'm not going, you go by yourself."

Chen Mengqian was still looking in the mirror, coldly refusing.

"Then...do you want me to bring you breakfast? What do you want to eat? You have a bad stomach, shall I bring you porridge?"

Jiang Xiaohuan looked at Chen Mengqian worriedly.

Chen Mengqian frowned, she looked at Jiang Xiaohuan with impatience on her face, closed the mirror, picked up her schoolbag, walked over Jiang Xiaohuan who was standing there, and went straight out.

"Sissy, don't you want to change your clothes?"

Jiang Xiaohuan was slightly taken aback. Chen Mengqian was wearing a crocheted knee-length skirt. It was true that she was very beautiful, but how could she not wear a school uniform!I will definitely be scolded by the dean very badly, and it's autumn now, really...isn't it cold?

Chen Mengqian left Jiang Xiaohuan with an aloof background, and walked away step by step.

Jiang Xiaohuan immediately trotted behind her, keeping a distance of three steps.

"It's not right."

Zhou Qianyi, who was watching the whole process, shrugged.

"I didn't continue to work today, don't you usually like to pretend to be a good person, and you are so fierce to her little follower No. [-]?"

"It is estimated that my aunt is here, and I am not in a good mood."

Xuan Ziqi packed her things and said something very reasonable.

"It's possible, but waking up so early, putting on makeup, and wearing a small and fresh skirt in violation of school rules for the first time, really doesn't look like her style, she looks like a ghost."

Zhou Qianyi finished speaking amusingly, her smile froze suddenly, and her expression became a little scared.

If there is no incident last night, then that sentence is just a joke, but...

The cracks on the glass clearly showed something.

"Zi Qi..."

Zhou Qianyi's voice trembled a little, her face turned pale, she swallowed, and looked at Xuan Ziqi.

"If... really... I don't want to die yet..."

"Don't scare yourself."

Xuan Ziqi rubbed the center of her eyebrows, her voice was calm.

"She let go yesterday, it has nothing to do with us, do you know?"

"But...but...we all..."

Zhou Qianyi remembered that Xuan Ziqi didn't ask any questions...

"Why didn't you ask questions yesterday?"

Xuan Ziqi gave her a cold look, and Zhou Qianyi realized that her attitude was wrong, so she immediately apologized.

"No...I'm not...I'm just too scared..."

Who has no unspeakable helplessness and pain, thinks that Xuan Ziqi will design to frame them, maybe it is because she has watched too many Gongdou dramas, Miss Xuan has no reason to do so.

"Go and have breakfast, we're fine, we'll be fine."

Xuan Ziqi interrupted Zhou Qianyi's apology, different from Zhou Qianyi's panic, she acted calmly.

"Don't show your feet, do you want to tell everyone that you played that game?"

Xuan Ziqi knocked on the table to remind Zhou Qianyi.

Zhou Qianyi took a deep breath and forced a smile. She carried her schoolbag and picked up the lock on the table.

"Come on, let's go have breakfast."

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Some things are often just such a coincidence, be prepared, and surprises may hit you at any time.

Chu Yiying was holding the book in a daze when she suddenly felt a vibration in her thigh, which woke her up instantly.

Who the hell called early in the morning, it must be the nagging mother again.

Chu Yiying quickly took out her mobile phone and found that it was actually grandpa.

She stood up with a 'swipe', walked towards the door, and left a resounding sentence in her breath.

"Squad leader! I'm going to the bathroom!"

"grandfather……"

Chu Yiying touched her finger and yelled coquettishly.

"My dear girl, how are you doing at school?"

"Yeah, I've had a good time, Grandpa, why would you think of calling me?"

"Entrusted by my old friend..."

Chu Yiying hung up the phone and made a V in the mirror.

Isn't it just that someone gave me a pillow when I fell asleep? Grandpa said that his old friend asked him to see if something happened to his granddaughter. That granddaughter happened to be from Chu Yiying's school. When Grandpa Chu thought about it, he decided to let her My granddaughter will do it.

The situation that the granddaughter said was exactly the same as what the ghost told me yesterday, and it took no effort at all.

"Oops! I forgot..."

Chu Yiying patted her head, ahhh, I forgot to tell grandpa about the ghost, forget it, let's talk about it next time.

A freshman in high school and a third year in high school, silently chose to skip class and meet in the grove.

Xuan Ziqi was wearing a school uniform and was tall. She looked at the petite Chu Yiying and frowned unconsciously.

"Hello, senior."

Chu Yiying greeted her with a smile.

"Maybe it's not good, what will happen to me?"

She asked straightforwardly, and she had already told her grandfather the cause and effect, and the grandfather said that he would ask an expert to look at it, but is the girl in front of her who looks younger than herself really reliable?

"I can't tell you're dead." Chu Yiying moved her nose, "It smells."

"It's not you who was entangled, where is that person and what is his name?"

Xuan Ziqi's attitude became serious, and she told Chu Yiying carefully what was wrong with Chen Mengqian.

"Chen Mengqian...the president of the student union?"

"It's her," Xuan Ziqi raised her chin, "This time her chance to be recommended may be taken away by others. Her father can't give her an accurate answer yet, so she chose to believe in ghosts."

Chu Yiying has sullen eyebrows and loves to dress up, she is probably a female ghost, she is dressed so nicely, she might be going to meet her lover.

It is impossible for ghosts to stay attached to people all the time. The longer they are attached, the more their power will be lost. If they are exposed to the sun again, they may be wiped out directly.

Therefore, ghosts generally choose to quickly achieve their goals, such as revenge.

"Where did she go?"

"I don't know, but someone must know."

Chu Yiying skillfully climbed over the wall and went home to prepare the things she needed. Well, she had to call someone, and Xuan Ziqi was in charge of inquiring about Chen Mengqian's whereabouts.

It's early autumn, and the campus is filled with fog. The wind blows her skirt, and her exposed calves are slightly chilled. She doesn't seem to feel the cold, and she walks forward step by step.

She looked back at the girls' dormitory. After five years, she finally walked out of here.

She walked through the school gate with her head down, and the blue color was hidden in the mist. People passing by her looked back, curious and amazed.

She hailed a taxi and gave her home address.

Chen Mengqian is indeed hardworking and hardworking, and the praise she has received since she was a child is the driving force for her to move forward.

Her father was very strict with her. She was trained to be independent since she was a child. After entering junior high school, she was always required by her father to live in the school. She went home once a month. The originally weak family relationship became more loose.

Her father won't show favoritism, and to get that opportunity for herself, she can only rely on herself, her pride does not allow herself to lose to others, but her nemesis appears, that girl is like her destined enemy.

He took out the key and opened the door.

Father was already eating breakfast alone, with a newspaper in hand.

"Why did you come back?"

Chen Han looked at his daughter who was standing there in a daze.

"Am I pretty?"

She turned around and smiled cutely.

"You should be sitting at school now, not going home and discussing this with your father."

Chen Han is 43 years old, but he looks like he is in his 30s. He wears glasses and looks refined.

"I am back."

Chen Han squeezed the newspaper in his hand in horror, his brows were a bit bleak.

Chen Mengqian's body fell limply, and what Chen Han saw was a boy with loose long hair.

That was his biggest sin in his life.

It's really not good to hear that a mature male teacher is messing with his handsome student.

He wanted to break this relationship, but the innocent boy thought that he had met his entrustment and refuge in this life.

He is a boy from the art department, with long hair, a strange personality, and a different kind of innocence.

He imagined that his teacher would divorce for him and they would be together forever.

But fantasies are fantasies after all.

It is impossible for a man to get divorced. He has a decent job, a teacher of the people, a hard-working daughter, and a gentle wife.

The young man pressed questions every day, and he was always afraid that his affairs would be exposed.

If exposed, then it's all over, gossip will drown him, his job may be lost, and he can get a promotion in no time.

The new girls' dormitory was under construction, and he buried the body there by night. Tomorrow, the cement would pour out and the floor would be covered.

No one would know that there was a corpse, decomposing into a skeleton there.

No one cared where a different kind of boy went missing.

He dreamed of him every night in those few days, but later, it was diluted by time.

He naturally forgot those unbearable memories.