The Blood Hourglass

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The teacher on the stage is giving a serious lecture, but the students in the stage are not like that at all. Some are single-person activities, such as: sitting on the table and sleeping in the Three Kingdoms, or secretly looking at romantic novels, comics and other miscellaneous books under the table; some are multi-person activities, such as: several people at the front and back tables whispering about Westward Journey. Pass notes more and more, or listen to mp3 humming. From this it can be seen that it is indeed called strange and strange. However, the teacher talked and asked questions and answered on his own, regardless of where he was acting in the audience. Maybe he thought it was useless, maybe he didn’t want to. After all, it’s just for eating, why bother So serious and hard work! Besides, if it is really managed, it may not be of any benefit!

To be honest, I don’t have much interest in listening to classes. Normally the teacher’s words are obviously very simple. They won’t be tested on exams, and it’s useless to listen. If you can’t do the homework, you can see it for two or three minutes after going back, so it’s nothing. It is necessary to listen carefully.

So, I held my cheek in a daze there, letting my thoughts fly away.

The things that have happened to me in the past few days have been much more than those in the past five or six years. Waves have not been smoothed out one after another. Because time is so short, there is no room for me to think about it. Looking back now, suddenly there is a feeling that life is like a play.

Xiaoya, Xiaoyu, Xiaojie, Lisa, Byrne, Sinmo, and the shopkeeper. This series of names should have nothing to do with me, but because I was knocked out inexplicably, they were inexplicable. With the current dad, with the current name, with the current student life, and just like that, they entered my life, and I had this relationship with me.

but. . . But now Dad has tried his best, why didn't he go home? It should be impossible for him to be busy for several days and nights in a row with this kind of work!

I really can't find any reason to explain my dad's strange behavior for a few days. At first, he went out early and returned late, but in the end he didn't go home at night. I don't know where he is now, what happened, why didn't he come back, can it be said that he really doesn't want to take care of me anymore? Or are there more important people who need his care? I couldn't convince myself that the dad who had always treated me like a baby would leave me alone without saying a word.

"Lin Jing, come up and do this question." The teacher suddenly interrupted my thinking.

I stood up lonely, walked up to the stage, wrote the question that the teacher had given on the blackboard step by step, and then returned to my seat without expression. I’ve never been surprised that the teacher asked me to come up to the stage to do a problem. Anyway, I also got the best math score in this class. Apart from frequent thinking during class, I’m also a good top student, so if the teacher wants If you show the teacher-student interaction, I will be asked to do one or two questions on the blackboard. As long as it is a topic that is not out of scope by this teacher, I should have no problem.

The teacher praised me a few words as usual, and then gave a detailed explanation using the question I did as an example. Generally speaking, this is the signal that this class is about to end. This kind of teaching procedure has become an unwritten rule of our math teacher. After a while, the bell rang after class. The end of get out of class time for me is similar to class, except that Xiaoya will say a few words to me when she wakes up. I am usually alone in a daze. At this time before, I didn’t think about anything, I was just in a daze, but today is different. The problem that my dad doesn’t go home for a few days keeps bothering me, and I never get back. The former state was just a blank state in the mind.

Then I went to a math class and two Chinese classes. When I was eating, I realized that I didn't bring lunch at all today. Yeah, my dad was not at home at all. Where did I get lunch! So I had to go to the school's shop and buy some dry food casually to satisfy my hunger.

The afternoon is the so-called science and technology activity class. In fact, this is only for the inspectors of the Education Commission above. The actual situation is not like this at all. Generally these sub-classes, due to the high school entrance examination, have long been taken away by the teachers of each class to serve as self-study classes for their subjects. In these classes, what I do is do homework assigned by the teacher or take some small exams. After the exam, the teacher will explain in the classroom, and we will make corrections. So these are all physically stimulating classes. In general, students are very annoying, but they dare not speak.

At the end of the day, I was really tired. After school, I took the bus home by myself, but after arriving at the station, I had to walk a long distance, that is, the ancient road. The old trees on both sides are lush, and there is no one but me on the trail, so they appear so lonely. I walked slowly step by step, and the afterglow of the setting sun passed through the branches and leaves of these ancient trees so faint, making the whole trail seem even darker and old, and inaccessible. But I’m not scared, but I’ve never been scared. When my parents just left, I didn’t dare to set foot on this trail when the sun was not clear. But that period of time has passed. I am afraid of it again, but I like it very much. Sometimes I will come here for a walk in the middle of the night alone, and breathe the fresh air with the smell of trees. This kind of air can always give my heart an intoxicating feeling.

But now I don't feel intoxicated at all, some of it is a feeling of loneliness of being single. Is it because my father is not around? But I used to go out for a walk alone! But at that time, I knew very well that Dad was in his room, no matter what he was doing, as long as he was in me, he could walk comfortably and be intoxicated, but now where he is and what he is doing, I simply I don't know, I can't guess. This kind of Mo Luo in my heart has penetrated into every cell of my body, so they can no longer be intoxicated.

"Forget it, I'd better go home and have a look. Maybe Dad has already cooked dinner and is waiting for me." Thinking of this in my heart, I lightly said a word and untied the silver ring on my shoulder. It is also the first sealing ring. All of a sudden, my hair grew a lot, to the ankle. At this moment, I couldn't help but rushed out to Dracula Castle.

Standing at the entrance of the courtyard, looking at the courtyard door that was well closed, my heart had already been cold for a while, I locked the silver ring again, and when everything returned to normal, I gently pushed the door and walked in. Dad's car was obviously not parked in the yard. But I still hope that my father is waiting for me to eat while drinking tea in the hall.

but. . . But the hall door with patterns was opened, and there was no one in the hall.

Why hasn't my father come back today?

What did Dad find out now, where is it?

Could it be that Dad is missing?

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