Tang Qiqi's deskmate's seat has been vacant for two days in a row.
Thinking of the back figure that day, a trace of irritation crept onto Tang Qiqi's face.
When the school bell rang, the students rushed out of the classroom like wild horses.
Only Tang Qiqi was sitting alone, cleaning the table slowly and leisurely.
My eyes unconsciously glanced at the empty seat next to me.
She stopped packing her things and looked up in the direction of Xue Sui.
After hesitating for a while, she put down her schoolbag and was about to walk over when Old Liu, who was standing on the podium and about to leave, suddenly called her, "Student Tang, come with me to my office."
Arriving at the office, before Lao Liu even had time to sit down on the chair, he got straight to the point:
"Student Qi hasn't come to class for two days. Student Tang, do you know what's going on?"
It seems that Qi Yan didn't even ask for leave.
Are you absent from class without reason because you are sick or something unexpected happened?
Tang Qiqi answered truthfully, "I don't know."
"Teacher knows you are a good student. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. Teacher..."
"Teacher." Tang Qiqi interrupted, "I really didn't know. I didn't cover it up."
Old Liu was skeptical, "No shelter?"
Tang Qiqi: ...
"Ah." Old Liu suddenly sighed and sat down on a chair. "This child lives alone, and his parents are not here. If something happens to him at home alone, no one will know. Alas."
Tang Qiqi couldn't help but frown when she heard Old Liu's sighs.
"How about this." The man who had just slumped in his chair and sighed suddenly sat up. "Tang, you can go to Qi Yan's house to help out on behalf of the teacher."
"I……"
"My deskmate hasn't been to school for two days, so I should go visit him, right?"
"Classmates should care about and look after each other, right? I believe that Tang is a loving person..."
"Teacher." If he hadn't been interrupted in time, Tang Qiqi felt that he would have to stand here and listen to the ideological education for another ten minutes.
She took a deep breath and nodded, "I'll go."
…
In the dim room, a rapid ring rang out.
The bright light on the screen gives the room a hint of light.
The ringing continued, but no one answered.
The dark screen lit up again, repeatedly, until a hand stretched out from under the quilt.
As soon as the phone was picked up, a woman's voice came from the other end.
"Are you busy? Why didn't you answer all the calls?"
"What's the matter?" A cold voice sounded in the room.
After being asked this question, the other party suddenly fell silent.
But the silence didn't last long. Fearing that the call she had finally answered would be hung up, the woman's tone softened, "Winter is coming soon. I'll transfer some living expenses to your card. If it's not enough, I..."
Before he could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted, "No need."
But the woman seemed not to hear and continued, "I have a holiday next month, I'll go over and see..."
The rest of the words were cut off.
The phone was thrown aside and remained silent for less than a few seconds before a text message notification came in.
Looking at the amount with several extra zeros on the card, the boy curled up the corners of his lips coldly.
I turned off the phone and got out of bed.
I stood up, and that familiar feeling of discomfort came over me.
With a click, the bathroom light came on.
The person in the mirror had three-dimensional facial features that revealed a coldness, pale lips, and a pair of red eyes that were as sinister and terrifying as a beast.
The blood-red pupils became even brighter under the light.
A look of disgust appeared on the boy's face.
He raised his hand and turned off the light.
The surroundings fell into darkness again.
Over the years, he has learned to control it.
This time, it's out of control...
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