Teacher Takeaway-Second

It is most convenient for us students who live on campus to have activities on weekends-no wonder!Although you don't have to run home and come back again, you also need to help prepare things for the fair, including chairs, tables, and props for setting up a stall.

On Saturdays, the school became full of excitement. Not only did the students living in the school hardly go home, but the students who were responsible for moving the machines also came to the school.The manufacturer rushed to build the shed the day before, and I heard that someone was arrested and posted the words of the [-]th anniversary celebration on the command platform!

As for the previous classroom decoration, some classes took the school celebration as the theme of the decoration, I heard that it can add points, super thoughtful!By the way, the classroom layout of our class is No.2 in the first grade!The fifth place in the school, not bad!Everyone said that Zihan's paper sculptures were a plus.

As for the balloons to be used for shooting, my classmate who used to run a night market stall at home brought a professional air pump, which made my worries about blowing up balloons until the end of time disappeared; it is true, how stupid!Even if there are many people, it is not used like this hahaha.

There is nothing to do on Saturday night, maybe it is the most leisurely night at school other than staying to practice volleyball. I know that besides Yihua and Ting Zhen, even the seniors are inexplicably interested in the matter between me and Jiang Ning interest.

In fact, I became a little numb to their problems later on.I keep telling them we're not together, just friends - it's true!After talking about it, they couldn't ask anything new, so they had to obediently give up.But I still didn't ask them in the dormitory blankly, but went out to dinner with Jiang Ning.

But when she got to the restaurant, she said that she didn't have a good appetite today, so she only finished the soup and bread, and then threw most of the main dishes to me.

Strange!She was good at eating before, and she had that kind of enviable physique. Her waist is always so thin, which makes people envious.

"Are you all right? You look very bad. There's a fair tomorrow. You're an important part of the cheerleading squad, aren't you?"

"You can perform on stage, you don't have to worry." She bit the straw and smiled, but her face was a little pale.

"Tomorrow my parents will come for a while... They said they would stay until about one o'clock. I told them to come and see your performance!" But of course I would not be so stupid as to tell them about Jiang Ning... Speaking of Wednesday I went to the night market to eat with the teacher. I don’t know how she told her parents about the things I told her?

"That...means I can't find you until they leave?"

"How is it possible! It doesn't matter if you still come to me, my mother My mother once told me that she can accept it. "

"Really? That's great, your mother is so open-minded."

Does that mean her mom won't come?

"There's no way my mother would give up her business for a show like this; didn't I tell you?"

"What did you say?"

"We haven't spoken for more than two months."

always like this.

In the face of Jiang Ning, it is best not to talk about teachers, or about family and family matters.

A few days after kissing her, just like Teacher Xiaowei and Dai Dongliang, my relationship with Jiang Ning actually cooled down a little bit; I think it should be a good thing, but I don’t feel used to it... Before she was out of school every day She will come to me after practice, and as long as there are fewer people when I go out to eat, she will hold my hand...

But I think it's sad to be with someone because of "habit".

Does that mean that even if I change to another person, as long as I get used to being with him for a longer period of time, I will still feel uncomfortable after losing this person one day?Then it loses the meaning of "true love", doesn't it-although it's a bit too romantic to think so?

Looking at Jiang Ning's appearance, she seemed to be more concerned about the loss of emotional control that day than I was; to be honest, I didn't care much, and she didn't spill coffee on me.

However, such a loss of control...could it be caused by the shadow in Jiang Ning's heart?

The teacher's words are like a tape recorder, playing repeatedly in my ears.And I didn't even know that she had a mental illness; although it's not incomprehensible, it's only confirmed after listening to the teacher.

"Oh……"

I continued to eat what she gave me, and she looked at the phone, as if she found something interesting. "So there is a story on your bell tower?"

I glanced curiously, only to find that she was looking at our school's website, and the page stayed on the previous school magazine!

"Hmm! There are also art classrooms and toilets...the whole thing is so exciting, I don't even know what to say."

"I wonder if there will be many people on the bell tower that day?"

"Should it be? It's hard to reopen, and the students who are curious about the scenery above must have a lot of tickets."

"I'd like to go up with you; we have an appointment."

Her eyes were twinkling, and she seemed genuinely looking forward to it.

"Okay... ahem!" I was inexplicably choked by the black pepper added to the noodles, and I took a sip of the drink before I managed to swallow it down my throat!

"Are you okay?"

I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, nodded and coughed twice; then she handed me a napkin to wipe my mouth, opened my eyes again, and it was her left hand wearing a wristband that greeted my eyes.

’ She cut her wrists and fell on top of the girl who was stabbed in the chest. '

Above the bell tower, the real events that once happened suddenly jumped in front of my eyes.

It was a tragedy, a death for love, and a murder of love.

"Youxuan?"

"Ah!" Jiang Ning's worried expression appeared in front of my eyes, but I felt scared unconsciously.

"What's wrong with you? You have a strange expression, what terrible thing do you think of?"

I shook my head, and excused that it was just a sore throat from choking, so I was not feeling well.I dare not say what I thought of, and even wanted to prevent Jiang Ning from digging up the ghost stories in the school magazine...

I continued to eat the noodles with my head down, leaving the matter of the clock tower behind me.

Back in the dormitory, when I opened the door, I didn't see Yihua and Tingzhen; the senior was painting her toenails.I asked where the two had gone, and she replied that one was going to sleep in another dormitory, and the other said that she was going out to play at night and probably would not come back.

This is all because preparing for the garden fair today is like a holiday, so even if you come back later, you won't remember it.

I took off my coat and sat down to take a few breaths, but my senior asked, "Will your parents come tomorrow?"

"Yes! I also specially asked them to come earlier."

"Is it to watch the cheerleading performance?" The senior sister really knows it very well!

"Youxuan, the two of them are not here now, let me ask you a serious question." She stopped and raised her head to look at me. "Are you still with that girl from another school?"

"Really! Really."

She nodded as if reassuring, and put away the nail polish; she opened the window slightly to let the pungent smell dissipate.

I also asked my sister if her boyfriend and parents would come. She said that her mother would come. When she mentioned her father, she sneered. I think her father would be very reluctant to come back to this place, right?But she said that her boyfriend would come and introduce me, which made me look forward to it.

We stayed in the dormitory where there were only two of us, and you said something to me. When it was almost twelve o'clock, the normal biological clock started, and we turned off the lights and went to bed.

I "stared" at the dark ceiling and said, "Sister, I have a question to ask."

"Ok?"

"Why...you thought of writing a ghost story in the dormitory?"

"Have you seen it?" She looked surprised. "No, it has already been written elsewhere, so I have to break out a different one."

"This time it's no longer a real thing!" The story mainly tells about the death of a student who was bullied by her roommate for a long time in the dormitory. There is a plot in it that the other three people forced her to drink toilet water... that student Not reconciled, after committing suicide in the dormitory, I hid in the toilet to take revenge... It made me afraid to go to the toilet now.

The senior sister laughed, "I can't explain this matter clearly, so I wrote a door number that is not available in the school dormitory... As for whether it is true, I will leave it to Youxuan to guess!"

Talk like it's real!I couldn't help but start shaking again.

"That, that... Senior sister! The clock tower will open tomorrow!" I quickly changed the subject to avoid thinking about it.

"Hmm." Senior's voice sounded a little sleepy.The lazy voice sounds so comfortable.

"Are you going up there with your boyfriend?"

There was silence.

I waited for about ten seconds, and called again tentatively, "Sister?"

"You better not go up."

Contrary to the previous laziness, the senior sister said in a very cold and calm voice; I was so scared that I felt a chill down my spine!

"Why, why?"

This time I waited longer, so long that I thought she had fallen asleep.

Senior sister slept in the direction where my feet extended, and we slept with soles facing soles; logically speaking, her voice should be far away——

"Bad things will happen, don't go up there."

That voice just now... seemed to come from my ears!

"Wow!" I was so scared that I had goosebumps all over my body, and I jumped up from the bed!

I reached out to touch the phone indiscriminately, and pressed open the screen. The bright light from the screen reassured me a little.I looked around anxiously, the wall was on the right, and the railing of the bed was on the left. We are the only ones sleeping tonight, so it is impossible for anyone else to talk.

I scrambled and stepped on her side, but she didn't move. I took a picture of her face with my mobile phone, and she fell asleep!

Depend on!My whole body suddenly became hairy!

"Senior sister! Senior sister!" I stretched out my hand to shake her, she was in a deep sleep, I shook her four or five times before barely opening her eyes.

"Why did you come here..."

I ignored her protest, lifted her quilt and got in, "You, you, did you talk just now?"

She looked puzzled, but she still made room for me to lie down. "Didn't I tell you not to go up to the bell tower?" She pouted and closed her eyes again. "Are you scared?"

"D-Of course! That sentence just now seemed to come out of my ear... It doesn't sound like your voice at all..." I shrank my body and couldn't help leaning on her.

"Don't think too much, go to sleep." She didn't open her eyes, I nodded and followed her to close them.

Maybe it's the quilt and body temperature of my senior sister that make me feel at ease, or maybe it's because her pillow is very fragrant, and so is her hair; my limbs gradually relax.Lie down slightly and adjust to a comfortable sleeping position, touching shoulders with senior sister.

About a few minutes later, just when I was about to fall asleep...

I was suddenly tapped on the shoulder!

I woke up with a start, and the face of my senior was blue and white—then, she gritted her teeth and growled: "Go back to your bed and sleep! It's crowded!"

I bounced out of bed again! "Wow! There is a ghost!"