Yili finished breakfast with Ishta as usual.
But today is different.
Zhanpu is coming to pick up Ishta to go to school today.
"Don't worry, Ms. Yili, I will take good care of classmate Ishta." Zhan Pu pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile.
Yili nodded and said, "Then I'll leave the construction of my tower to Teacher Zhan Pu."
"Um."
Yili watched Zhanpu and Ishta leave, then closed the door.
Bill Xiaoliu couldn't wait to run to the kitchen and serve herself a bowl of porridge that Ishta had cooked for her. She took the porridge and spoon and couldn't wait to taste the delicious food.
"Eat slowly, no one's trying to snatch it from you. Didn't you have enough snacks last night?"
Yili asked as he sat opposite Bill Xiaoliu.
Bill Xiaoliu grumbled as he ate, "You're still talking about this? I kept watch for you last night and was nearly exhausted. That delivery guy was pretty persistent, coming over to harass you every half hour, and you didn't even wake up."
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoliu. You can eat whatever you want today. This is my reward for you."
"Hmph, that's more like it. But the food Ishtar makes is really delicious, and it's a bargain for you kid."
Bill and Xiaoliu enjoyed their meal very much and soon finished all the breakfast made by Ishta.
After dinner, Bill Xiaoliu automatically helped Yili clear the table. After putting the bowls into the dishwasher, he found a few oranges and put them on the coffee table. He sat on the sofa and ate while watching cartoons.
Yi Li didn't feel angry when he saw Bill Xiaoliu using this place as his own home. Instead, he felt rather indulgent.
Bill Xiaoliu is still young, and she still has some tolerance and maternal love for those younger than her.
After all, it was because Ishtar was young and had a hard time that she thought about adopting a child.
"I'm going back to my room to catch up on some sleep. Remember to clean up the mess you made."
"Yeah, I see, I see."
Bill Xiaoliu sat on the sofa, eating and watching cartoons, and answered Yili perfunctorily.
Yi Li: "..."
This little brat.
Yili didn't care much about it, she was so sleepy now.
I don’t know why, but I’ve been liking sleeping more and more lately.
Sure enough, people will become more and more lazy in a comfortable environment.
Just when Yili was sleeping soundly, he was woken up by Bill Xiaoliu.
"Yili, wake up, someone with the note Zanpu is calling you."
Yili sat up dazedly and answered the phone: "Hello, teacher, what's wrong?"
"Ms. Yili, Ishtar has had some minor problems at our school and needs you to come over and take care of them. Is it convenient for you now?"
Upon hearing this, Yi Li looked at Bill Xiaoliu and said, "It's convenient. Can you come over now?"
"Well, yes, the sooner the better."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Zhan Pu ate potato chips while looking at her: "Where are you going?"
"You have to come with me to Ishtar's school."
"Oh, well, it looks like I can't continue watching my cartoons."
Bill Xiaoliu didn't want to go, but there was no way. He couldn't be too far away from Yili now.
Bill Xiaoliu returned to Yili's wrist and went out with Yili.
As he stepped out of the door, Yili felt someone's gaze falling on him.
He comes with bad intentions.
Yili didn't pay any attention to it.
What she was more curious about now was what happened to Ishtar at school?
After all, it was the child she chose to adopt, and she had no intention of drawing a clear line between herself and him until the truth came out.
Yili didn't know where the Yishutadi school was, so he asked Zanpu for the location and took a taxi.
Arriving at the gate of the community, Yili looked around while waiting for the bus.
A mother brought her daughter out to bask in the sun, an elderly woman buying groceries chatted with the security guard, and police patrolled the roadside from time to time.
Everyone is living his own life, if Bill Xiaoliu hadn't told himself that this is a copy.
She almost thought this was a new world.
Yili took out a piece of dark chocolate from her bag and put it in her mouth. The strong bitterness dispelled her sleepiness.
The taxi arrived, Yili looked back and got in.
"It was the delivery man. I felt it."
As Bill Xiaoliu spoke, he secretly took out a piece of chocolate from the pocket where Yili had just taken it.
Yili saw it but did not stop it. Bill Xiaoliu thought she didn't notice, so he quickly unpacked the package and did not forget to put the garbage back into Yili's bag.
Yi Li: "..."
Bill Xiaoliu ate the piece of dark chocolate in one gulp and chewed it until he became mute.
It's so bitter and tastes so bad. Why does Yili like to eat such a bad taste?
Bill Xiaoliu really wanted to spit out the chocolate, but he forced himself to hold it back.
After all, it was taken secretly without telling Yili.
Yi Li pretended to know nothing, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly for a moment.
The driver looked at Yili through the rearview mirror and said, "Little girl, how old are you this year? Are you going to Diying School? You're late at this hour."
Yi Li heard this and said, "No, I'm the Vice Principal of Diying, and I'm here to take up my post today."
Bill Xiaoliu: “…”
You are quite a boaster.
"Ah? Really? My son also studies at Teiying High School, and his grades are pretty good."
"Yeah, I understand."
"Oh, by the way, I want to ask if the three students who died in Teiying School these days died because your school is haunted?"
The driver’s voice was trembling, as if he was excited. “After all, my son also attends that high school.”
"No, they're under a lot of pressure. After all, Diying High School has been established for a hundred years, and the teaching system they implement is among the top ten in the world. It's normal that some students can't accept such an education. It's because of this incident that the higher-ups sent me here to reorganize the school and prevent such things from happening again."
Yi Li secretly closed the page about Diying School and said expressionlessly, as if he were really the leader there: "You have entrusted your children to us, so naturally we have to educate and guide them wholeheartedly."
"Okay, okay, we need good teachers and leaders like you!"
The driver's face was pale but he was still smiling.
Yi Li opened his cell phone and looked through the news of Diying School, and sure enough, he saw the news about the three dead students.
Diying School is a combined junior high and high school. After enrolling in junior high school, students can directly enter high school through examinations. Junior high school students can attend school as a day student, but high school is different. High school students have a boarding system, and they live there for a whole semester and cannot go home. They can only go back during winter and summer vacations.
Yi Li looked at the admission rate and was a little surprised.
It’s as high as 100%.
She vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this school.
Just as Yili was thinking, the driver stopped the car next to Diying School: "Ma'am, we've arrived."
Yili was about to give the driver money when he refused with a smile: "No, no, just keep it for yourself. My son's name is Dazhuang, he's in Class 2, Grade 3. Just take care of him when the time comes."
Yili nodded: "Okay."
Yi Li got out of the car and caught a glimpse of the driver's neck, which was not covered by his turtleneck sweater.
There was a big dark hole there, concave.
Yi Li turned around.
Among the cell phones that lit up, one of the dead people from Diying High School was Da Zhuang from Class 2, Grade 3.
"He's a ghost, he didn't eat you."
Bill Xiaoliu was a little surprised.
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