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School leaders usually make decisions that seem like a slap on the thigh, such as starting school early, or suddenly canceling early school starting.At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Yu Qiuliang was awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone. He turned on the screen and saw that it was the so-called school newsletter reminding them to come to school on time the next day to make up classes, and they were not allowed to be late.Yu Qiuliang rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that after you make such a noise, maybe people who have slept enough and will not be late will be late tomorrow due to sleepiness.He yawned and continued to sleep, and fell asleep for less than three hours without realizing it. At about [-]:[-] in the morning, a harassing text message named School News was sent to his mobile phone, telling him the start of the third year of high school The time was postponed, and they had to report for duty on the same day as the first and second graders.

I was really full, and I found something to do when I had nothing to do.Yu Qiuliang didn't think the school's approach made any sense. He was annoyed by the school's short-term notice, but no matter what, the holiday time can be extended for a few more days, which is indeed good.It would be good if he could rest for a few more days, anyway, he has finished his homework, and he can just memorize the answers for the start-of-term exam. During the sudden extra few days of vacation, he can relax to his heart's content.

The biggest beneficiary of this decision is Song Ciran. He loves to rush to the deadline. When he received the first text message, he was writing hard and wanted to fight hard at the last moment, at least to finish his political homework.Seeing the hands of the clock turn slowly, from twelve fingers to one, from one finger to two, and it is about to point to three in about 10 minutes, Song Ciran was anxious, wishing to have three heads and six arms out of thin air, and write three homework at the same time .

At the moment when he was about to give up, the mobile phone on the pile of books suddenly rang.He thought that the school was going crazy again, so he moved up the start of the exam. As a result, when he saw the content of the school newsletter, he couldn't believe his eyes.The school leaders will not be so merciful and give the students a few more days off. They hope that the students will take two less days off and spend all their time studying before the college entrance examination.Song Ciran guessed that the extension of the holiday this time was either because the teachers protested or because the Education Bureau came to inspect.

However, is it really for inspection?Song Ciran rubbed his eyes, and his mind began to lose consciousness.Forget it, don't care, anyway, if it doesn't start school, it won't start school.No more homework, so I'm going to bed.He closed the pen cap, threw the gel pen on the table, didn't even want to brush his teeth, turned off the light with his feet, then leaned back and fell on the big soft bed.

They worked so hard to get into a good university, but they still couldn't go home during the years of university.Song Ciran turned over in a daze, and buried his face in the pillow. He felt that his home was the best, most comfortable and most comfortable place in the world. If he really wanted to go to college, wouldn't he want to leave home? Accommodation outside?

Song Ciran has never lived in a dormitory in his life, and he is vaguely curious about his future life.But curiosity is actually useless. What should come will always come, and what will not come will never come.Song Ciran let out a long breath, lay on the bed and gradually lost consciousness.He was too tired, and his whole brain was groggy, which was caused by him staying up late copying his homework.

Bitter, tired.

Life is so short, you should enjoy yourself in time, but why, these students have never had a relaxing time since they were young?

Yu Qiuliang said that well! "Since birth, various pressures have been increasing day by day. Most people will only live more and more tiredly, and will not live more and more easily."

People will not live more and more easily, but people are always willing to live.As long as you live, you still have hope; as long as you live, you have a future; as long as you live, you still have the possibility of happiness.Everything will come to an end, school is about to start, the last semester of senior year is coming, and they will be liberated immediately.

Yu Qiuliang didn't understand Song Ciran's deep friendship for him at all. He didn't know that Song Ciran was still thinking about his words before falling asleep.The next day he woke up early and wanted to take a stroll near the library. Although the wind was cold and the winter was bleak, the books should not be unable to be opened because of the cold.The library has warm air, soft seats, and drinks. It is a good place to go.

I wanted to ask Song Ciran to go with me, but Yu Qiuliang discovered that Song Ciran's last message was sent at 02:30 in the morning.That is to say, Song Ciran kept making up his homework, and he didn't sleep until 02:30 in the morning.He doesn't know when he can get rid of this habit of rushing to the death line. If he doesn't change, he will live upside down day and night in the future.

After 02:30, Song Ciran didn't send any more messages, and his space didn't update any news. Yu Qiuliang knew that he saw the school newsletter message at [-]:[-], and he must be sleeping with his head covered at this time ,Still in bed.

If he doesn't get up, don't call him.Let him sleep comfortably for a while to refresh his energy, so that he will have more energy to do his homework.I hope that he will not delay writing until the last night this time, and hope that he can be more rational and face life with a positive attitude.

"Hey—" Yu Qiuliang sighed, which contained infinite vicissitudes.I think he has always been a sad salted fish, when did he think about "facing life positively"?Facing life positively does not necessarily lead to good results. In the past, Yu Qiuliang couldn't taste the sweetness, so naturally he didn't want to do that.But now, the situation is different. He fished out the honey from his positive attitude, and he suddenly discovered that this is actually not bad.

Although the weather is getting warmer, the white pigeons on the square outside the library are still hiding in their nests and refuse to jump outside.Feeling stuffy, Yu Qiuliang took off his scarf and took a deep breath.Everything in winter seemed to have condensed. He stood in the city center full of traffic, but he couldn't hear much sound or smell much gasoline.Everything is very quiet, so quiet that it is not like the world at all, but like stepping into the passage of another world.

Yu Qiuliang was taken aback by his weird thought, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look around.There were people coming and going on the sidewalk, and a few car horns were faintly heard from the road not far away, mixed with the sound of bicycle bells.He is still in the world of the living and has not reached the underworld, and this knowledge makes him feel very relieved.

Of course, the librarian is also a living person. Yu Qiuliang wrote his name on the registration book at the door, and his eyes stayed on her for a while.For some reason, this young woman looks very familiar, maybe she has seen it somewhere before, or she has a common face, even if she has not seen her, she still feels like she has.

Yu Qiuliang, who was not interested in girls, touched the tip of his nose, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly walked into the library hall.In the first lunar month, the library is still open. It seems that there are only three days off here. Once the third day of the first lunar month is over, the staff have to go to work.Working here is obviously a leisurely job, but some people can't stand leisure.They have nothing to do when they are idle, and they will always think about doing something, causing trouble to others, and they are happy themselves.

The moment he walked up to the second floor, Yu Qiuliang realized something was wrong.The library should have been quiet and quiet, with no sound at all, but today, poetry recitations are being played through loudspeakers, uncharacteristically.

It is Qu Yuan's "Li Sao".

I also have good intentions, even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets.

The deep male voice echoed in the empty building, which made Yu Qiuliang's heart tremble.He decided not to stay any longer, turned around and wanted to leave, but before he could turn around completely, he was hit in the back of the head with a sap.This blow was so painful that Yu Qiuliang burst into tears from the pain. Seeing that he was not dizzy, the other party wanted to hit him again, but suddenly changed his mind and took off his coat to cover his head.

"Fuck!" Yu Qiuliang grabbed the other party's coat and pulled it down desperately.Today is really unlucky. Could it be that he has clashed with the library in recent months?During the New Year's Day holiday, when he came to the library, he met a weird guy. Now that the Chinese New Year is over, he also met a psychopath who can beat people with a stick.

Yu Qiuliang already knew that the person who followed him around the library last time was the traitorous cold storage gatekeeper, but this time he had no idea what the identity of the psychopath he met was.

Just thinking like this, the other party suddenly said: "Oh, I haven't seen you so stubborn last time. What, I haven't seen you for a while, are you getting bolder again?"

"Are you fucking sick?" Hearing this voice, Yu Qiuliang frowned.He recognized this voice, this psycho is the bastard who forced him to kill ghosts last time.There are thousands of idiots in the world, none of them can compare to this bastard.Yu Qiuliang couldn't figure it out, why this person had his eye on him, did he and Yu Xiasheng unintentionally do something that was not good for each other, and now they provoked the other party's retaliation?

Could the gatekeeper of the cold storage last time be with this psychopath?

In this way, the whereabouts of the missing glass bottle in Yu Xiasheng's mouth became clear.

The baby spirit in the glass bottle had already been turned into ashes in Qiu Liang's hands.In other words, no matter how long Yu Xiasheng and Du Xiaoyuan spent looking for it, they couldn't find it.Yu Qiuliang was so angry that he coughed. He was angry that there were always some guys trying to make trouble for others, and he was angry that he always did wrong things unconsciously.But there were thousands of mistakes, all of which were rooted in the habitual kidnapper he was facing. Yu Qiuliang caught a glimpse of a ray of light from the gap in the coat, and immediately seized the opportunity, stretched out his hand, and lifted the coat.

When he opened his coat, his eyes suddenly blurred, and there was another person beside him in an instant.This person hit Qiuliang with a heavy blow on the back of the neck. Yu Qiuliang's eyes were black, but he grasped the opponent's hand instinctively and bit down hard.

"Uh—" The incident happened suddenly, and the other party couldn't suppress his voice.Now Yu Qiuliang heard that the kidnapper's accomplice was actually a woman.

"Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets." The habitual kidnapper shook his head and recited, with a satisfied expression on his face.He took the coat from Yu Qiuliang's hand and covered Yu Qiuliang's head again.