Today is Thursday.
After lunch, Jiang Qiao and Shi Chuan planned to go to the school.
When we reached the sixth floor, the door opened.
Wen Yu was wearing a black casual outfit and a white mask, revealing only a pair of dark eyes. Jiang Qiao felt that these eyes made people feel confused and yearning.
He had been waiting for Jiang Qiao. Wen Yu didn't want to be a coward anymore, hiding in a dark room. He wanted to be with her forever...
Jiang Qiao greeted with a smile, "Wen Yu, are you going to school today too?"
Shi Chuan didn't expect that Jiang Qiao knew this "monster" downstairs. He frowned subconsciously and protected her behind him.
It is said that anyone who gets close to him will have bad luck and a miserable end.
When Wen Yu saw that his girlfriend was blocked by others, the light in his eyes dimmed and he just nodded lightly in response.
He was in a bad mood because someone seemed to have forgotten that it was she who asked him to accompany her to school.
Wen Yu knew this boy.
Shichuan.
Jiang Qiao...his non-blood brother.
How could Wen Yu not see the possessiveness in Shi Chuan's eyes? He stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Qiao's hand, and looked at the girl with bright eyes, hoping that she would respond to this feeling at this time.
Jiang Qiao subconsciously glanced at Shi Chuan. The boy's face was indeed grim, a look of betrayal. She herself also felt like she had been caught in a premature love affair by her parents. But, wasn't she the older sister? The elder one!
"Hey... Shichuan, this is me, my... boyfriend."
Jiang Qiao uttered the last three words in a very low voice. She felt a little ashamed. After all, she was only nineteen years old in this body. She wondered if premature love was allowed in this world of ghosts?
Although the girl explained her relationship with him, Wen Yu still heard some reluctance in her voice. He glanced at her lightly with his dark eyes and then looked away, only squeezing her wrist tighter.
When Shi Chuan heard the word "boyfriend", he felt a sense of unreality as if struck by a bolt from the blue. He lowered his head slightly and said nothing more.
How could he care about her affairs?
Jiang Qiao felt a little pain in his wrist, "Wen Yu, you're quite strong, aren't you happy?"
She had no idea of Wen Yu's sensitive thoughts.
Wen Yu loosened his grip and said, "No."
Jiang Qiao: "Okay then, let's go to school together."
Wangcai: The host really is... doesn't he know that even the Lord God needs to be coaxed? ~_^
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Qingteng No. 1 Middle School.
Wen Yu looked at the school and felt unfamiliar, as if he hadn't been here for half a year.
Jiang Qiao pulled him in, "Wen Yu, which class are you in?"
Wen Yu: “I forgot.”
Jiang Qiao: Huh? You can forget this?
"Then you can go to our class. Our teachers in Class 7 are friendly and our classmates are loving." Jiang Qiao said against his conscience.
"casual."
Shi Chuan felt a lump in his throat and walked towards the teaching building without even saying hello.
Jiang Qiao was followed by Wen Yu. She asked, "Wen Yu, are you used to this place?"
Wen Yu didn't answer the question and moved closer to her. "They don't like me, so don't listen to them, okay?"
Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment, then replied with a smile: "Of course, I only trust you."
[Ding Dong~ Congratulations to the host for reaching 90% of the strategy value. I hope the host will continue to work hard. Kiss~]
Jiang Qiao was delighted, as his attack value was finally almost full, bringing him one step closer to leaving this world.
——
Class 7, Grade 3.
Shu Xiaoli's right eye was empty, as if her eye was gone again. She stood in the back row with an expressionless face as punishment.
The physics teacher walked back and forth on the podium, holding a blood-stained ruler, his shrill voice echoing throughout the classroom, "Let me see who else is disobedient!"
The students in the class quickly lowered their heads, fearing that the teacher would call their names.
"Report!" Jiang Qiao's cheerful voice broke the deadlock.
Shu Xiaoli's left eye rolled around, looking at Jiang Qiao at the door, licked her lips, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
The physics teacher was a man about 1.75 meters tall, and looked to be close to 30 years old. The strange thing was that he had many eyes on his face, which made Jiang Qiao almost develop claustrophobia.
"That's disgusting," she muttered.
"Hehehe~ The snacks are here! Classmate, you smell so good, different from other classmates!" The physics teacher happily danced ballet on his neck, spinning around and around.
Jiang Qiao was very polite, and the smile on his face widened. "Teacher is right, of course I am the most unique one."
As soon as Wen Yu entered the class, he felt a burst of deathly energy. A black ball of light surged into his body, and he was frozen in place, unable to move.
In dizziness, he saw a memory.
Many ropes appeared on the ceiling of this classroom for no reason, and under the ropes were corpses hanging, with fear written on every face.
There was no doubt that these bodies were all students from Class 7, but Jiang Qiao was the only one not among the hanging bodies...
The events in this memory actually happened.
"Bang--"
The sound of bones colliding brought Wen Yu back to his senses.
I don’t know what happened just now, but I saw that the physics teacher’s head was actually held in Jiang Qiao’s hand.
The girl's voice was still gentle and sweet. "Teacher, you're too careless. Look, you've dropped your head. The Chinese teacher won't like it if you do that. No wonder she's only been going to the dean lately. You should reflect on yourself."
When the physics teacher heard this, his eyes blinked vigorously, his mouth opened wide, revealing his fangs, "I'm going to eat you!"
Jiang Qiao raised his middle finger and poked his eyes, "Oh."
Wen Yu just watched her fooling around. It turned out... classes could be like this. It was really more interesting than his previous classes.
Jiang Qiao picked up the head and started playing poking games.
The physics teacher screamed, and Wen Yu stuffed a blackboard eraser into his mouth to try to stop him from screaming.
Students under the podium: No, you two are playing?
Jiang Qiao was tired from playing, so he went to the back row with his head held high and handed it to Shu Xiaoli.
He pointed to an eye on his head and said, "I haven't poked this eye before, so I'll leave it for you. Change it!"
Shu Xiaoli was not polite either. She reached out and dug out the eye and pressed it into her right eye socket.
The sticky liquid stuck to her face. "Thank you."
Jiang Qiao: "You're welcome."
——
At this time, the middle-aged man sitting in the director's office had red eyes and the black lines on his body deepened a lot. This time he would not be killed by a student again.
At the beginning, he did not seek justice for the female classmate named Jiang Qiao only for the sake of Qingteng No. 1 Middle School's reputation.
Besides, if a student who doesn’t study well dies, then so what does it matter!
The weak will always be weak, and their death is not a pity!
Why should he be trapped in a cycle of reincarnation and be killed by her again and again! At tomorrow's party, he will definitely get rid of her!
The head teacher took out a bloody knife from the drawer. This knife was the beginning of the killing of Jiang Qiao and the murder weapon that killed her in the first place.
And tomorrow is the day she dies for the first time...
This time he found a way to get rid of her once and for all.
"This time, it's you who will die!"
The beginning is the end, and the end is also the beginning.
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