Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

A strong smell of burnt meat drifted in from the crack of the door, piercing Tian Guangbing like a needle, causing his eyelids to twitch uncontrollably.

In a panic, Tian Guangbing's thoughts changed sharply, and he rushed to copy the phone that had not been hung up: "Hello?"

The stench was still strong, but it didn't continue to spread.

The child on the phone was silent for a moment: "Teacher Tian."

Tian Guangbing tried his best to suppress his trembling voice: "Miss Liu is tired, do you have anything to say to Teacher Tian?"

The little boy smiled: "Teacher, I want to play basketball tomorrow."

Tian Guangbing didn't know what to say for a while, and didn't dare to delay any longer, so he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay."

The child giggled, and the child's voice came to people's ears through the beeping radio waves, causing goosebumps to appear on people's backs.

The boy said: "Good night, teacher. I'll play 'call' with Teacher Liu tomorrow."

The "phone" hung up, and Tian Guangbing looked at the mobile phone with zero signal in the upper right corner, his face livid.

... They... seem to have really gotten into a catastrophe.

The two lovers were frightened, clasped their hands together, and listened carefully to the movement outside, their palms were wet and slippery, like holding a snake.

After confirming that there was no movement outside for a long time, Tian Guangbing took her hand and wrote on her palm stroke by stroke: "Let's rest."

Liu Chengyin still couldn't forget the woman who suddenly appeared, and replied: "There is really a woman there."

Tian Guangbing thought for a while, and wrote to ask, "What does it look like?"

Liu Chengyin has a good memory, and the one glance in the panic was even more impressive: "Long hair and long skirt, white face, black body, quite beautiful, dressed abnormally, like a person in the middle ages."

Tian Guangbing nodded slightly, and said without doubt: "I remember."

He shook his girlfriend's hand again, and held her shoulder to tell her to sleep.

Liu Chengyin was shocked, and wanted to lie down, whoever wanted to go over his shoulder, she faintly saw something moving outside the window, even the window glass was slightly shaken.

At first she thought it was the branches outside the window rubbing against the window, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that the shadow was sneaky, so she stretched out her hand and tugged at her boyfriend's arm: "...What is that?"

Tian Guangbing followed her gaze.

The incandescent bulbs in the room were too bright, he squinted his eyes, and only vaguely saw a black shadow imprinted on the glass, and then disappeared, and the window made a low buzzing sound, as if it was struck by something from outside with.

He was not sure: "It's... the wind."

However, in the next second, he opened his eyes wide and blurted out, "...Damn it!"

... Then where is that shit tree shadow?It was a child's hand outside tapping the window!

The window glass has been covered with small wet handprints at some point, but the shape left behind is very special. The five fingers are glued together, not like a normal child's hand, but like a frog web.

But upon closer inspection, there was still half of a small head protruding from the edge of the window, and the burnt right eye and the intact left eye were staring straight at the two of them.

Before they could cry out, a little hand that was only half melted hit the glass with a slam, making a muffled sound that made one's scalp burst!

Liu Chengyin immediately covered his mouth with his hand to prevent himself from yelling again.

She has already made a wrong move, and she can't tolerate any more mistakes.

She knew that she should be close to the child at this time, treat him as usual, and even put on the airs of a teacher and scold him to go to sleep...

But she really didn't dare, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of windows opening.

The voice came from the infirmary on the first floor.

The infirmary is facing the same direction as the windows of the dormitory. After opening the windows, Chi Xiaochi's clear voice came from downstairs: "Why are you still here so late?"

The kid outside the window looked down at him.

"Hey." Chi Xiaochi said with disgust, "You have something all over your face. Roll down from the window, and I'll wash it for you."

Tian Guangbing: "..."

Liu Chengyin: "..."

At this moment, they know what is true "the heart of admiration is like a surging river."

And not long after Maotouzi left, Tian Guangbing's door was chiseled.

Gan Yu's voice came from outside: "We heard what happened just now. To ensure safety, the four of us sleep together tonight, okay?"

Liu Chengyin and the others wanted it so much, they quickly opened the door to let them in.

The two didn't question why Gan Yu and Yuan Benshan, who were only separated from them by a wall, didn't help when they were in distress just now.

In this world, self-preservation is the prerequisite.To help or not to help is just a relationship between love and duty.

Yuan Benshan was still thinking about Song Chunyang, and wanted to go down to have a look, but he was also afraid of the ghost boy who didn't know good and evil. Then he thought about Chunyang's ability, and then thought about the seemingly weak and three-dimensional Gantang, and his heart was full of tears. It also gradually settled down.

Chi Xiaochi dared to call the ghost boy down, and he also had confidence.

There is no other reason, in the eyes of Chi Xiaochi now, this burnt messy hairy boy is a small Q version of the image of a living rogue rabbit.

The rogue rabbit went the right way this time, obediently walked down the stairs, and knocked on the door of the infirmary.

Chi Xiaochi stretched out his hand and pulled him into the room.

If Qin Ling woke up now and saw that he was in the same room with the ghost boy, he would be frightened and lost his mind immediately. Fortunately, he lost a lot of blood and is now in a coma, so it saves the step of passing out again.

Gan Tang was also calm, but instead made the brat feel embarrassed, his deformed face returned to an almost normal appearance.

Anyway, Chi Xiaochi couldn't see him, so he casually grabbed the man by the pool, dipped a towel in hot water, and wiped the rogue rabbit's face: "It's not scary to lie on someone's window in the middle of the night."

The boy protested vaguely: "Ms. Liu promised me to play with me. She doesn't mean anything."

"Then you're playing a prank?"

The hairy boy stopped talking.

Seeing him like this, Chi Xiaochi patted him on the back in a moderate way: "Speaking of which, I was just like you when I was young."

After all, he took another look at the boy's face, and knew that his face was not that cute now: "Of course, it's not as ugly as you."

Hairy boy: "..."

"Go to the house to expose the tiles, invite cats to tease dogs, I will do everything." Chi Xiaochi said with a smile, "If someone bullies me, I will bully me back immediately."

Gan Tang listened calmly, and laughed helplessly.

Chi Xiaochi's mouth.

With just a few words, he pulled himself into the same camp as the Maotou boy, and let him share his love with him.

How could a child beat him?

The hairy boy was indeed aroused curiosity: "Then your teacher won't beat you."

Regarding this somewhat abnormal question, Chi Xiaochi frowned slightly, but he was not in a hurry to ask anything.

"I don't fight. When I was young, my grades were mediocre. The teachers had to care about the good ones and catch up with the bad ones. People like me have never been in the eyes of the teachers." Chi Xiaochi wrung the towel dry again, and the heat He wiped the boy's face vigorously, "I really hope that my parents can have less quarrels and make time to cooperate and cut me up at once. But after thinking about it, it's not a shame to be beaten for nothing. ."

The hairy boy laughed out loud.

Chi Xiaochi pulled the hand of the "Rogue Rabbit" in front of him, and wiped the back of his hand lightly.

The boy looked straight at him, and suddenly said, "Mr. Lou."

Chi Xiaochi felt a few unusual depressions on the back of his hand, which were not quite like burn marks, but old scars, and the shape was a little special.

He lightly stroked the scar twice, and replied, "Huh?"

The hairy boy asked, "Am I a good boy?"

"You haven't apologized for scaring people by opening windows in the middle of the night, are you not sure if you're okay?" Chi Xiaochi gave him a glare, "Little bastard."

The hairy boy was also very happy to be scolded, and the corners of his mouth were raised cheerfully.

Chi Xiaochi touched the scar again, his expression changed, and he finally remembered what caused the scar.

He opened his mouth and scolded: "Fuck them uncle."

Gan Tang raised her eyebrows, and stopped softly: "Chun Yang."

The little boy blinked and asked obediently, "Teacher, what does this mean?"

Chi Xiaochi's face remained unchanged: "It means 'Hello'."

The hairy boy: "Hmm...Ms. Lou, fuck you."

Chi Xiaochi: "..."

The little boy laughed again: "Mr. Lou, I—"

Chi Xiaochi covered his mouth: "You can shut up."

He laughed and licked Chi Xiaochi's palm with his tongue. Chi Xiaochi wiped his hand on his short stubble hair, and kicked him lightly: "Go away, go back to sleep."

The Maotou boy really listened to him, got up obediently, and walked out.

When he reached the door, he stopped, turned his head and said, "Teacher Song?"

Chi Xiaochi turned his face and looked directly at the rogue rabbit with a quivering round tail.

The boy said, "Mr. Lou, I like you."

Chi Xiaochi was taken aback.

He said, "You don't hit people, you don't hate me, and you don't drive me away. You are a good person."

When he came back to his senses, Chi Xiaochi smiled brightly: "Isn't this a coincidence. I like myself too."

And in the next second, 061 removed the shield from the brat.

Where did he still have the smoky, terrifying and ferocious Mai Tai look just now, with a delicate and mischievous grin with a tooth missing, showing a slightly leaky smile.

The rogue rabbit hopped away.

Before leaving, he didn't ask Chi Xiaochi for anything extra.

Chi Xiaochi watched his figure disappear on the stairway before sitting down slumped.

Gan Tang walked up to him, put his hands on his shoulders lightly, and gently squeezed again and again.

Chi Xiaochi said, "You saw the wound on his hand."

Gan Tang: "Yes."

Chi Xiaochi: "There are three wounds, each of which is two symmetrical holes with a fixed distance and a depth of half an inch....It was caused by a tuning fork poking in."

Thinking of Qin Ling covering his eyes and howling miserably during the day, with the children surrounding him, it was commonplace and accustomed to him, Gan Tang also frowned.

Ghosts used to be people, and most of their distortions after death came from the extreme pain during their lifetime.

"Are they... imitating what their teacher did to them?"

Perhaps in the minds of this group of ghost boys, if they do not do well, they will be punished similarly?

Chi Xiaochi didn't say a word.

It was rare for Gan Tang to see such a silent and melancholy Chi Xiaochi, so he softly comforted him: "You have done a good job."

Chi Xiaochi laughed inexplicably.

Gan Tang said, "You are very courageous, and you are also very good at coaxing children."

Chi Xiaochi: "Ha."

He picked up his T-shirt, which was soaked through.

He changed to a clean towel and wiped himself briefly: "Someone taught him well."

That person is gentle and tolerant, appearing in Chi Xiaochi's life like light, like a dream.

He has known him for seven years.

When he was seven years old, Chi Xiaochi knew that a neighbor who was two years older than him had moved in, named Lou Ying.

Children like beautiful people on the one hand, and people who are stronger than themselves. Lou Ying is already a standard gentleman and beauty at a young age, and her height is much higher than that of her peers, which almost satisfies all of Chi Xiaochi's imagination.

While Lou Ying was still packing his luggage, Chi Xiaochi had the cheek to go to the door and call for someone: "Big brother, big brother."

Lou Ying turned around, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

After noticing Xiaodouding at the door, he smiled gently: "Huh?"

Chi Xiaochi had a sweet mouth since he was a child: "You are so pretty."

It was the first time for Lou Ying to be praised like this by the same sex. She was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes were slightly bent: "Thank you."

Chi Xiaochi couldn't wait for his next sentence for a long time, so he was curious: "Hey, don't you praise me for being good-looking?"

Lou Ying couldn't help laughing out loud, put down the mess in his hand, walked up to him, bowed down to look at him carefully, and then gave a very sincere answer: "Well, it looks very good."

At that time, Chi Xiaochi couldn't tell at all that this was a child who had just suffered from the loss of his father and mother.

At such a young age, he knew how to cover up his wound, lick it alone, and refused to show it to others, just because he was afraid that others would be frightened.

Lou Ying showed such a beautiful world to Chi Xiaochi, and even after he left, Chi Xiaochi did not choose to leave that world, and his tenacious appearance was both ridiculous and gentle.

There were only two empty hospital beds. Chi Xiaochi originally wanted to live under the bed, but Gan Tang was very generous. He patted the bed and invited him: "Come on, I don't mind. If something happens, we can have a bed together." Take care."

Chi Xiaochi thought about it, and didn't refuse too much. He hugged the quilt and went to bed, occupying half of the bed, and slept with his clothes on.

Lying on the bed, he was thinking about his own thoughts.

The mechanism of this world is not difficult to guess: don't overindulge the ghost boys, otherwise their evil thoughts will expand and expand infinitely invisibly, and they will get whatever they want, Qin Ling is an example; but you can't be too strict with them, easily Refuse rudely, otherwise retaliation is very likely.

To put it bluntly, to be a qualified people's teacher.

However, they have crossed the line without knowing it.

They have seen blood, who knows what these children will do next.

With such thoughts on his mind, he didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.

When Chi Xiaochi fell into an uneasy dreamland, he faintly heard a voice sighing softly beside his ear: "You, you."

Immediately afterwards, he felt his earlobe lightly itchy, and the touch was as stimulating as a feather scratching the sole of his foot, causing him to curl up even his toes, and gently grabbed the sheet.

He hummed softly: "...well."

... Fortunately, he didn't wake up. He turned over and fell asleep again.

Strange to say, he slept very peacefully in the second half of the night, without even having a dream.

However, when he woke up, what Chi Xiaochi was most worried about happened.

After tasting the blood, the atmosphere among the children was obviously not right.

They sat in the cafeteria in a uniform, mechanical silence, with their hands down and their heads lowered, their immature eyes exchanging messages that only they could understand.

Holding the breakfast in his hands, Liu Chengyin walked into the cafeteria, staggered by the strong burnt smell, and almost vomited.

When she instinctively stood still, more than 20 expressionless faces turned to her like sunflowers, making people sweat profusely.

Liu Chengyin had already done mental training in the middle of the night. Seeing this situation, he forced himself to be calm, straightened his waist, walked slowly into the cafeteria, and distributed food one by one.

In contrast, last night's rambunctious brat was much quieter and more disciplined. After receiving the lunch box, he picked up vegetables and rice and chewed silently in his mouth.

Soon, three or four children spat out the food in their mouths and shouted: "Teacher, let's not eat this! This is too bad!"

Immediately someone responded, and many children tapped the edge of the bowl with their chopsticks, yelling loudly.

The faces of everyone standing at the entrance of the cafeteria turned ugly.

They expected that after the Qinling incident, the difficulty of this world might increase again, and the situation would become more and more unmanageable, but they didn't expect the change to come so quickly.

Liu Chengyin forced a smile and said: "Then... what do you want to eat, the teacher will make it for you? Braised lion head, or chicken soup, as long as you want to eat—"

"teacher."

A child interrupted her, licked his mouth, stared straight at Liu Chengyin like a little glutton hunting, and said softly, "...are you delicious?"