You can't see ghosts in the arms of the senior

"But a few credits are missing." Ning Yi continued.

Yu Jia was speechless, "...Can Xiao Yi stop thinking about credits?"

Yan Zifei said: "That's right, if Xiao Yi goes to military training, he won't suffer from heat stroke every minute."

Ning Yi said abruptly, "Professor Zhao still has class this afternoon. Have you finished all the homework assigned by Professor Zhao last class?"

"Fuck, old man Zhao even assigned homework!" Yan Zifei uttered all the frightened curse words.

"MYGOD! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Yu Jia also yelled, obviously not finished.

Looking at the two roommates who suddenly struggled, Ning Yi shrugged amusedly.

Professor Zhao is notoriously difficult to deal with. He failed his subjects for failing to complete his homework, failed his subjects for plagiarizing his homework, failed his subjects for failing to attend class on time, failed his subjects for being noisy in class... After failing a course, it is very difficult to retake the exam.

Ning Yi pulled down the taskbar on the top of the phone, the news was still in the taskbar, he swipe lightly, and the news disappeared.

He didn't have the courage to click on it. That little female ghost has turned into a ghost. It's a good thing that she has left now. If clicking on the news will bring her back, it's better not to take this risk. Ghosts are too scary.

However, didn't he see ghosts before returning to the dormitory?Why did it appear again now?

Ning Yi felt a little strange, he couldn't help touching his nose which was no longer sore, he didn't want to understand...

The next morning, according to the news in the community group, Ning Yi came to the office of the Youth Volunteer Association on time to gather.

The club's seniors are already waiting inside, and there are several freshmen like him.

The table here is an oval ring table, and the seniors and sisters of the club sit on the round corner.

A girl in a pink off-the-shoulder chiffon dress with long curly hair draped over her shoulders and exquisite makeup saw Ning Yi walking in, her beautiful eyes lit up suddenly, and her voice was soft, "Xiao Yi is here Sit down, sit down, cool off for a while, and when everyone is ready, it's time to go." She has a deep impression of Ning Yi, with a clear and handsome appearance, and a pure and quiet personality. She believes in everything, even though she is not a boyfriend. It is a good choice, but it is a brother who can make people love from the bottom of their hearts.

Ning Yi also had a deep impression of Huang Linlin. After all, she was the one who dragged him into the club. He smiled slightly, "Okay, senior."

Huang Linlin smiled sweetly, and then went to chat with someone while clasping her phone while typing.

One of the freshman male students felt a little uncomfortable seeing Huang Linlin being so enthusiastic about Ning Yi. Senior sister Huang was not so enthusiastic when they came.

Pang Jin, the president of the Youth Volunteer Association, looked down at the document in his hand for final confirmation.

Hearing Huang Linlin's words, he glanced at Ning Yi, who was sitting quietly in the corner, and there was a flash of displeasure in his eyes. Isn't it just good-looking, such a small body, I am afraid that the endurance is not enough.

After 15 minutes, except for one senior who couldn't come because of something, everyone was there, and Pang Jin led everyone to the orphanage.

University A is in the university district in the city center of A, and the orphanage is in the suburbs. It takes nearly two hours to go there by bus.

Along the way, a dozen or so students were chatting and laughing. It was very lively. Only Ning Yi was sitting and sleeping quietly. From the time they got out of the car, they closed their eyes and fell asleep, and their winking eyes were all thrown into the air.

Seeing this, most of the boys who were fighting were somewhat hostile towards Ning Yi intentionally or unintentionally.

After arriving at Kaifu Orphanage, Ning Yi found himself isolated, but he didn't care too much.

Kaifu Orphanage is very big, it looks like a special kindergarten from the outside, it is very clean and tidy, and there are some amusement facilities for children to play.

The Kaifu Orphanage is actually quite famous. It takes in some children who are born with disabilities, most of whom are abandoned at birth, and the dean and vice-principal of the orphanage are also a well-known couple. Husband and wife philanthropists, the dean is a very kind middle-aged man. He looks thin, has no middle-aged fat, no beer belly, and his personality is easy to get along with.

"Welcome to Kaifu. I am the dean here, and my name is Zhao Wenrui." Dean Zhao introduced himself with a smile to the volunteer college students who got off the bus, and then introduced the woman beside him, "This is my wife , and also the vice president of the orphanage, Zhong Jiayu."

"Hello." Zhong Jiayu wore a little makeup on his face, and his face was very easy-going, but the black and blue under his eyes looked a little haggard.

"Dean, Vice President, hello, I am the captain of the volunteer team this time, Pang Jin." After Pang Jin got off the station first, he shook hands with both Dean Zhao and Dean Zhong.

Dean Zhao had a smile on his face, and he was a bit surprised, "I was a little surprised when I heard that you were coming to our orphanage. You are all high-achieving students, and you will come to us as volunteers."

"Your words hurt us. As volunteers, we are willing to do anything. Serving the people is our purpose." Pang Jin laughed.

"Oh! Young man, it's good that you have such a heart!" The dean smiled and praised Pang Jin, and Zhong Jiayu also smiled in praise, very satisfied with their answers.

Then, Pang Jin discussed the next arrangement with the dean. The previous plan had been shown to the dean, and the dean also cooperated to make some arrangements.

First of all, the volunteers need to get to know each other briefly, and then the volunteers distribute the gifts they prepared in advance to the children.

The children in the orphanage are more or less sick, some with heart disease, some with facial features, and intelligence. Children with various diseases make this group of healthy people The college students feel sympathetic, especially the girls, who seem to be overflowing with maternal love, playing with the children and telling them stories, everyone is happy and harmonious.

Ning Yi himself is a relatively quiet person. He sat aside and watched other people chat enthusiastically with children.

"Why are you sitting here?" A childish female voice sounded beside him.

Ning Yi turned his head and looked over, a little girl was holding a cute doll and looking at him with big cute eyes.

Ning Yi suddenly felt that he had been hit by [-] critical points. This child is so cute!

Then his eyes glanced behind her. It was a little boy with a very pale face, and his appearance was also very cute, but his eyes...

Before the little boy looked at him, Ning Yi quickly turned his eyes to the ground. The boy's eyes gave him a strange feeling. Those eyes were not the innocence of a child. When he looked at the little girl, there was warmth and warmth. Nostalgic, when his eyes are not on the little girl, he is cold and terrifying, and his skin is so pale that he doesn't look like a human.

Not human!

He suddenly discovered that in this bright position, there was no shadow under the little boy's feet!

A chill hit his back, making his whole body stiff, and he swallowed unnaturally.

"Brother? Brother?" A tender little hand touched his arm, bringing Ning Yi back to his senses.

The little girl looked at Ning Yi strangely, "What's wrong with you, big brother?"

Ning Yi smiled and tried his best to ignore the ghost boy behind the little girl, "I'm fine, why don't you go and listen to stories with other children?"

The child's thinking is very simple. Hearing Ning Yi's question, the little girl pouted her cute little mouth, "I don't like listening to the stories they tell."

"Why?" He remembered that the stories prepared by the senior sister and the others were not ordinary fairy tales. The children should have heard ordinary fairy tales long ago, so they prepared some novel stories.

"Because Xiaoyan told me a long time ago, and their stories are not as interesting as Xiaoyan's." The little girl said proudly.

"That's right, where is Xiaoyan? Why isn't he with you?" Ning Yi asked clearly.

This question seemed to ask about the sad things of the little girl. The little girl suddenly pursed her small mouth, looking like she was about to cry, and said in a waxy voice, "Xiaoyan is gone."

Before Ning Yi could comfort her with "Why did she disappear", she caught a glimpse of the ghost boy's anxious comfort from the corner of her eye, "Qinqin, don't cry, I'm always here." The hand that wanted to pat the little girl's shoulder passed through.

"..."

Ning Yi immediately understood that the "Xiaoyan" in the mouth of this little girl named Qinqin was this ghost boy.

"Don't cry, Xiaoyan..." Ning Yi thought for a while, and then said slowly, "Why did you disappear?"

Qinqin's eyes were full of tears, "Aunt Zhong said that Xiaoyan is dead and will never come back..."

The ghost boy also had a sad face.

Ning Yi took a tissue and wiped Qinqin's tears carefully, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm sorry, brother shouldn't ask."

Unexpectedly, Qinqin burst into tears, "Is it true that Xiaoyan won't come back? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... He promised me—"

Ning Yi suddenly became flustered, he didn't know how to comfort the child.

The ghost boy also panicked, and kept comforting him, but unfortunately he couldn't see or hear Qinqin, and the ghost boy couldn't touch Qinqin either.

Huang Linlin ran over with small steps and asked, "Xiaoyi, why is Qinqin crying?" Huang Linlin had just finished telling a story to the children when she saw Ning Yi hurriedly comforting a crying little girl. She was very impressed. Compared with other children, she was very quiet and soft and cute.

"This..." He didn't know what to say...

She squatted beside Qinqin and patted Qinqin's back lightly, "Oh dear, Qinqin is good, her nose is red from crying, Qinqin looks so pretty, her nose will turn ugly when she cries red~"

Huang Linlin still has a hand in comforting the girl. After saying this, Qinqin stopped crying, but still sobbed, "I miss Xiaoyan."

Huang Linlin turned her head and asked Ning Yi in a low voice, "Who is Xiaoyan?"

Ning Yi also whispered, "A child who has passed away."