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"Then what happened after that?" Song Ciran stared blankly at his friend, his eyes wide open, forgetting to gnaw on the piece of melon in his hand.Thanks to the rapid advances in technology of human beings, greenhouses and melons in winter have been created.It is the progress of mankind that gave Song Ciran the right to eat melons and listen to operas in the cold winter.The melon juice dripped onto his hand, it was sticky, and wiped off a large area, but Song Ciran did not change his movements, still staring blankly at Yu Qiuliang, waiting for him to continue his storytelling.

later?Where is there any later?Yu Qiuliang chuckled, pretended to be profound and closed his mouth, and stopped talking.Song Ciran thought that he was deliberately trying to trick people, but the truth was completely different from Song Ciran's guess. Yu Qiuliang was very honest, he didn't go on, because he didn't know what happened later.After leaving the school that day, Yu Qiuliang never heard any relevant news from Yu Xiasheng. He could only speculate based on the few phone calls Yu Xiasheng received, that the next development was not particularly smooth.

Du Xiaoyuan's cursing sounds crossed the boundary of space, came to their house and destroyed everything. Yu Qiuliang would never believe that this matter was handled easily.It's strange to say that it is reasonable to say that such a big event should have caused an uproar in the city, but until now, Yu Qiuliang has not posted any news about it.The death of that little girl did not even take up a small corner of the newspaper. Could it be that her death was too common and not worth much news?

It was almost evening self-study, there was no one in the classroom, only Song Ciran and Yu Qiuliang were sitting in the last row.Relying on Song Ci, Gu Jia couldn't see herself, so she took a magazine and swaggered in through the front door, sitting on the podium and pretending that she was the teacher who came to supervise Yu Qiuliang's evening self-study in his class.Yu Qiuliang thought it was funny, but he didn't laugh, he was afraid that Song Ciran would think he was sick, so he smiled so happily into the air.Soon, he remembered another thing. This time he really couldn't laugh. He found out that his parents were on duty for the evening self-study tonight, and his parents didn't know the news at all.

With the development of the times, the way the school issues notices has also changed. The school no longer allows students to take messages home, but instead chooses to send text messages or chat in groups.Yu Qiuliang's school has both, and each class has a dedicated parent group, but none of Yu Qiuliang's parents joined the parent group created by the class teacher, because the person who came to hold the parent meeting for Yu Qiuliang was His careless father.His father came to hold a parent-teacher meeting, so it would be good if he didn't get distracted and didn't sleep. No one could expect this old man to listen carefully to the class teacher's speech.The irresponsibility of the parents happened to be convenient for Yu Qiuliang. He was a habitual offender who did things quietly. He obtained the method of joining the group from his classmates, and then pretended to be his parents and added it with a trumpet.

Song Ciran followed suit and did the same, but unfortunately Song Ciran's father was very responsible. After just half a month, Song Ciran's activities were exposed in broad daylight, and he himself also attracted mixed doubles.After hearing the news of Song Ciran being beaten, Yu Qiuliang was terrified, fearing that his friend would succumb to the violence, and handed him over to the class teacher and parents as a tribute; but fortunately, Song Ciran was not distracted by the pain, he still retained a trace of calmness, He knew that the most important thing for him to do was not to supply Qiuliang, but to stop the loss in time and minimize the loss.Because he kept his mouth shut, Yu Qiuliang saved his life. To express his sincere gratitude, Yu Qiuliang drafted a letter of self-criticism on his behalf.The self-criticism book is sincere and heartfelt. Those who saw it were sad, and those who heard it were in tears. The head teacher felt the sincerity of the student's repentance from it, and was greatly moved. The spies of the Communist Party of China have also been able to lurk to this day.

With the last bit of luck left in his heart, Yu Qiuliang clicked on the parent group, hoping that the historical news in the group would tell him that his parents were not on duty today.However, the reality is so ruthless, the homeroom teacher's notice is clearly hanging in the group, and the person who will be on duty today is really fucking Yu Qiuliang's parent.Yu Qiuliang was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do. He instinctively didn't want Yu Xiasheng to come to school and stare at him, but he didn't even want to call his parents.Now it's not long after the evening self-study, it's dinner time, and there is still a small room for Qiuliang to struggle.He struggled for 3 minutes, fidgeted for 3 minutes, fidgeted for another 3 minutes, and spent another minute flipping through the phone's address book. After a full 1 minutes, he made a call to Yu Xiasheng.

The moment his call came, Yu Xiasheng had just returned home and was standing at the door to change his slippers.The old ghost had been busy all day, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, a total of twelve hours. Apart from drinking a few glasses of plain water, he never filled his stomach with anything else.When he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he wished to eat an elephant raw, he suddenly received a call calling him to go to the school for emergency treatment.He instinctively didn't want to go, but he was afraid that some inspecting teachers would notice that Yu Qiuliang's parents weren't on duty, so he agreed to go to school at night, and hurried into the kitchen to find something to eat.

It is a good habit to keep snacks on hand. If the two of them don't stock up on food, then Yu Xiasheng will probably die again today, of course from starvation.It's a shame that a wealthy, able-bodied adult man living in a modern society should starve to death at his doorstep.While chewing bread, Yu Xiasheng quickly tidied up the living room.Yu Qiuliang fell asleep at noon today, and forgot to take out the trash when he went out. Later, he went downstairs to go out, and he had to carry two bags of trash.

Such is the daily life of two busy single men.Today this one forgot to take out the trash, tomorrow that one forgot to clean his shoes—"this" and "that" are both Yu Qiuliang.Perhaps the title of this family drama should be changed slightly: The Daily Life of a Busy Single Dad and a Busy Single Son.

Single-parent families are neither good nor bad.Yu Xiasheng suddenly began to think about the impact of being a single parent on the child.He thought for a while, then shook his head, feeling that he didn't need to think deeply.He rushed into the bathroom to wash his hands, splashed a pinch of water on his face to relieve some fatigue, turned off the light and rushed out the door, picked up the garbage and went downstairs.He cursed the inexplicable rules and regulations of the high school in his heart. Do you really think that the parents of the students are so free and have nothing to do with their own affairs?It is not enough to have a teacher staring at the evening self-study, you have to add a parent to the classroom!

Ten minutes later, Gu Jia, who was holding the ghost world gossip magazine, raised her head and looked mockingly at Yu Xiasheng who came in through the back door.Yu Xiasheng also spotted her, but didn't say hello to her.The students who had dinner basically came back. It was not good to say hello to the air in front of a group of living people. If it spread out, it would evolve into multiple versions of campus ghost stories.

But in fact, this is really a campus ghost story, because there is indeed a female ghost sitting in front of it, and it is a female ghost who has long been famous in the area.

Yu Qiuliang didn't notice that Yu Xiasheng had arrived, and was still dancing and telling stories to his tablemate happily.See how he speaks vividly and vividly, like a little storyteller. Yu Xiasheng doesn't understand what weird things are in his head, which can support him to tell so many unimaginable stories.

Yu Xiasheng sat down in the back row of Yu Qiuliang, and swept away the messy books piled up on the table.I don't know who is here, and it may be specially set up for parents. In short, all kinds of magazines are full of desks. Yu Xiasheng looked through them and found that they were all published three or four years ago.Seeing those old events three or four years ago appearing in magazines as "current affairs hotspots", Yu Xiasheng felt absurd from the bottom of his heart.He was always going forward, but he never knew looking back could be so much fun.

The class bell rang suddenly, but its voice was overwhelmed by the voices of the students in the classroom.The high school sophomores downstairs were even louder, Yu Xiasheng couldn't help frowning, regretting that he went out in such a hurry that he didn't have time to put on earplugs.If you have earplugs, everything will be easy to solve. No matter how noisy the outside world is, as long as you plug in the earplugs, all the sounds can be isolated.

It seemed that the teachers from Zha Wan's self-study had come, and the group of noisy boys and girls downstairs suddenly fell silent.There was the rustling sound of turning the pages of the book, Yu Qiuliang opened the exercise book, turned his head inadvertently, and found Yu Xiasheng who had arrived at some unknown time.He originally wanted to chat with the old ghost, but it was a pity that it was class time, and if he made the slightest sound, the silence in the classroom would be broken, and the eyes of the students would definitely be attracted to him.Therefore, he just grinned, then turned around again, pulled out a thick stack of draft paper from the desk, and began to recite English words.

Normally, Yu Qiuliang would kill him without turning over the textbooks. He had learned everything in the textbooks once, and if he reviewed them again, he would lose the novelty.He hated this stale feeling, but he also didn't want the content of the exam to be something he was completely unfamiliar with.He just doesn't like to learn the same part of knowledge over and over again.Although he has not fully mastered this part of the knowledge he has learned, he is arrogant and thinks he has mastered them well. He can't wait to get rid of these boring things and quickly step into a new world.He flipped through English books and memorized English words today, just watching Yu Xiasheng sitting behind him.Usually staying at home, no matter how lawless he is, Yu Xiasheng seldom cares about him, but this is at school, if he doesn't obey the rules, he has no doubt that Yu Xiasheng will teach him a terrible lesson.

His guess was right.Yu Xiasheng is very serious, he can do whatever he wants wherever he is.If he was at home, he would do laundry, boil water, cook and mop the floor. If he was the parent on duty at school, he would keep a close eye on Yu Qiuliang.

That's right, he only stared at Yu Qiuliang, as if the other students didn't need him to care at all.With his face propped up, he stared straight at Yu Qiuliang's back, as if he wanted to burn a hole in the other's school uniform.Yu Qiuliang shivered like a light on his back, so he could only concentrate on memorizing the words, and gave up passing the note to Song Ciran.

Yu Xiasheng watched him for most of the class, and it was only 5 minutes before the bell rang that Yu Qiuliang felt the pressure on his back lessen.At this moment, the old ghost shifted his gaze and began to observe the students in the class.Gu Jia held a magazine in her hand and walked around the classroom. At first glance, she really looked like a teacher who came to supervise the students' evening self-study, but the students couldn't see her.

Yu Qiuliang borrowed a small mirror from Song Ciran, and at the moment he was holding the mirror in his hand to observe Yu Xiasheng who was sitting behind.The function of this small mirror is like the rearview mirror on a car. Yu Qiuliang found it amusing, and when he saw Gu Jia walking around in the classroom, he found it even more amusing.As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he giggled.

Some people's jokes are very strange, such as Song Ciran.His laugh is very special, and the laugh is very low.When he heard Yu Qiuliang laughing, he didn't ask what Yu Qiuliang was laughing at, so he started laughing too.Yu Qiuliang was baffled, but he was used to it, he understood that Song Ci was losing his nerve again.

He is used to it, but Yu Xiasheng and Gu Jia are not used to it.The two ghosts looked at Song Ciran together, as if they wanted to find something different from ordinary people in him.The result is naturally nothing, Song Ciran is an ordinary high school student, the only abnormal thing in his body is his brain, in Qiu Liang's words, his brain is sick.

In the student days, only those with "sick brains" could attract everyone's attention and have a higher sense of presence in the class.With his special brain structure, Song Ciran will become a legend that students talk about after graduation.

The closer the day of the college entrance examination, the more impetuous Yu Qiuliang became. He failed to be quiet for one class, and started acting like a monster again in the evening self-study in the second class.Yu Xiasheng couldn't bear to watch him do what he did, so he kicked his stool leg under the table.Yu Qiuliang let out a "yi" with a very long ending. He moved the stool, pushed the desk forward, away from Yu Xiasheng's deadly legs, and continued to pass notes to Song Ciran.Song Ciran was a little bit sorry, he felt that since Yu Qiuliang's brother didn't agree with them passing the note, he had better not pass it on, but if he really wanted to stop, he couldn't bear to part with the story Qiu Liang told him.

Yu Xiasheng coughed loudly in the row behind them.

"Hiss..." Yu Qiuliang glanced back, and passed the note back to Song Ciran's desk. Song Ciran opened it excitedly, but saw that he wrote on it: "Sorry, I'm too lazy to make up."

It turned out that what he said was so true, but the stories were all fabricated.

"Sister Du!" The girl hurried towards Du Xiaoyuan with a huge camera on her shoulder.The black "cannon barrel" stared at everyone on her shoulder, as if a shell was about to be fired.She doesn't look very old, but she is really a college student. Don't look at the weird clothes on her body. She is studying in a serious school, not a pheasant university, and she doesn't study any special majors.Perhaps it was because the camera was too heavy, she was a little out of breath, and finally managed to catch her breath before she continued what she had just said: "I have searched all over, but there is nothing!"

"Not at all?" Du Xiaoyuan stomped his feet, "Impossible!"

"Really not! I sent a dozen people to look for it, but no one could find it!" Seeing that Du Xiaoyuan was in a hurry, the girl was also in a hurry. She raised her voice slightly, trying to prove that she was telling the truth.

It's not that Du Xiaoyuan doesn't trust her, but it's really unreasonable that so many people can't find a little ghost wandering outside.Her pretty eyebrows were raised, and she kicked the rockery on the side impatiently. The little bird that was dozing on the top of the rockery was startled by her, flapping its wings and fluttering into the air, flying straight into the night sky, disappearing in the mist of night inside.The light from the bell tower scatters in the thick fog, blurring a bright green, like the eyes of a beast, or like the phosphorescent fire in a cemetery.Du Xiaoyuan squinted his eyes, looking through the thick fog to the bell tower which is the highest point of the school.The girl just came down from the bell tower.

"If you didn't catch her, you should know where she has been?" Du Xiaoyuan asked, "What did Lu Huaiming say?"

"Uncle Lu can't find it either." The girl fiddled with the camera and looked back at the bell tower with a confused expression.Whether it was a human or a ghost, they couldn't find the little girl. This was the first time in their work experience.Hearing her answer, Du Xiaoyuan took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, and went to Xiaohuayuan to call Yu Xiasheng.Yu Xiasheng is a bastard who works as a shopkeeper all day long. He really thinks other people's time is worthless!

She wronged Yu Xiasheng.Yu Xiasheng was also busy working on this matter today, but he and Du Xiaoyuan and others worked in different places, so Du Xiaoyuan didn't see how busy he was.The mobile phone placed on the table buzzed and vibrated. Yu Qiuliang thought it was a harassing call or a real estate sale when he heard the sound. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Yu Xiasheng.The latter saw the incoming call, but did not hang up. Instead, he answered the call, got up and walked out.Must be work again, right?Yu Qiuliang thought.He was suddenly a little scared, if Yu Xiasheng was called away by this phone call, he would go home alone at night, if he encountered evil spirits on the road, it would be no joke.Now he is less courageous than an ant, the world of ghosts is too dangerous, he will be eaten if he is not careful, he does not want to be food for other evil spirits, he wants to be a quiet salted fish, simply and plainly live.

Plain and simple is true.

"What's going on? Can't find it? Not in school? Impossible!" Yu Xiasheng answered the phone, and Du Xiaoyuan's scolding came from the other end.She cursed, Yu Xiasheng didn't care about her, but he was really surprised by this matter.Not to mention that Lu Huaiming and the others have never encountered such a bizarre situation, even he has never encountered it.Where can the little girl go if she is not on campus?She had just died not long ago, so she could only stay near the place where she died. If it was said that she was not in the school, Yu Xiasheng would not believe it. She must still be in the school, hiding in a place that Du Xiaoyuan and the others had not searched.

"Yo, you made it easy! Why don't you come and look for it?" Du Xiaoyuan said angrily, "I've seen all the places where people can hide, and my mother told you if there is no place!"

"Okay, okay, I got it." Yu Xiasheng was almost deaf from her voice, and hastily held the phone away from her ears, "I'll take the child home first, if you can't find it, come back and rest, Inform the other team to find it."

"Who leads the team?" Du Xiaoyuan asked.

Just as Yu Xiasheng wanted to atone for his crimes, he volunteered to lead a team to work overtime to appease Du Xiaoyuan's anger, but suddenly another voice came from Du Xiaoyuan's side.Lu Huaiming took the phone from Du Xiaoyuan and took this job on his shoulders.It's okay to have him busy for him, Yu Xiasheng heaved a sigh of relief.He and Lu Huaiming spoke a few words, and suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, probably because he was too tired during this period.Thinking about how tired he is, he has to cook, wash dishes, and wash clothes for Yu Qiuliang when he goes back. He is really a poor oppressed commoner.

Yu Qiuliang, the little emperor, should condescend tonight and wash the dishes by himself.

As soon as the bell rang, Yu Qiuliang rushed out of the classroom and threw himself on the old ghost's back.He is like a lively puppy, with nowhere to vent and rest his excessive energy.Yu Xiasheng only felt that his old waist was almost broken by him, and immediately said "Ouch", and raised his hand to support the wall.

"Come down, you hit me with a herniated disc." Yu Xiasheng was so exhausted that he didn't have the energy to argue with Yu Qiuliang.Yu Xiaogou hummed for a long time, stretched out his paw and rubbed the old ghost's waist.This time, he didn't ask Yu Xiasheng to carry his schoolbag, because his waist disc is protruding, so why should he carry something heavy?Why don't you take a rest early.

Song Ciran also got out of the classroom with a bag on one shoulder. He leaned against the wall on the other side of the corridor, waiting for the girl in the opposite class to go out.Yu Qiuliang glanced at him, the two agreed and smiled at the same time.Song Ciran is different from Yu Qiuliang, he turns his heart into action, he is really in love.

But Yu Qiuliang still doesn't understand, what kind of relationship is there even after he is about to graduate.

Now that things have happened, I can only secretly pray that Song Ciran will have good luck in the college entrance examination, and that he can be admitted to the same university as his girlfriend smoothly.As Song Ciran's good brother, Yu Qiuliang could only help him so far.

Yu Xiasheng also looked towards Song Ciran, and with just one glance, he could see that the child was surrounded by pink bubbles, obviously in the period of passionate love.He slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, thinking that these children were very interesting, but Yu Qiuliang, who was perseverant and never found a girlfriend, was much more interesting than other children.

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Qiuliang said suddenly, with a sour tone, as if he had drunk hundreds of catties of vinegar, "Did your girlfriend call you?"

"What girlfriend? That was called by Du Xiaoyuan." Yu Xiasheng walked down the stairs side by side with him, and replied casually, "It's all about work, it's not interesting."

As soon as he mentioned work, Yu Qiuliang thought of the little girl who died unexpectedly. He intuitively felt that this was the most important work of Yu Xiasheng and others in the near future.Walking to the big mirror at the junction of the first and second floors, Yu Qiuliang took a rough look at himself in the glasses, straightened his school uniform, and asked, "That little sister, have you found her? When are you going to see her off?" With you too..."

"Little Ancestor, don't ask which pot is not open and carry which pot." Yu Xiasheng interrupted him, "We can't find her, how can we send her away?"

"Can't find it? Why? Isn't she supposed to be in the school? The school is so big, you can't find it?" Yu Qiuliang thought he was lying because he had a criminal record, and he didn't want to take Yu Qiuliang out before, so it was Make up such a lie.

At this moment, three big words flashed in Yu Xiasheng's mind: The wolf is coming.He finally understood the practicality of this story, he lied too much, this time he told the truth, Yu Qiuliang didn't believe him.With a faint sigh, he gave up defending himself.

He didn't argue, but Yu Qiuliang believed that he was telling the truth.The wind blowing from outside, Yu Qiuliang zipped up his school uniform, and suddenly said something in a low voice.

"Huh?" Yu Xiasheng didn't hear this sentence clearly.

"I said, she is good at hiding." Knowing that he didn't hear clearly, Yu Qiuliang repeated what he said just now, "She knows where to hide and is safe, and will not be found, because she has hidden like this before."