Zhang Heng was woken up from bed by the alarm on time.
The bad news is that he has to go to school today to continue to relive his high school life. The good news is that today is Friday, and he can have a holiday as long as he stays up for another day.
Zhang Heng yawned, he was a little sleep deprived, last night he stayed at the college students' house for a while, trying to stop the college students who were going home, or... his parents, but unfortunately it was until five o'clock in the morning Left and right, the family did not come back either.
In order to avoid being bumped into by his early-rising grandfather and spending the night outside, Zhang Heng sneaked back home when the sky began to light up.
Considering the anti-human schedule of high school students, Zhang Heng actually didn't have much rest last night.
He originally wanted to lie on the bed for a while longer, but remembering that there was still a biology homework waiting for him to copy, he forced himself to get up from the bed again, and felt better after washing his face with cold water.
Seeing that time was running out, Zhang Heng casually drank two sips of soy milk, took another deep-fried dough stick, and hurried out with his schoolbag on his back.
"Eat slowly, and... don't stay up late next time." Grandpa spread out the newspaper and said leisurely.
"Got it, anyway, the author I'm chasing is also a eunuch." Zhang Heng returned while changing his shoes.
...
Although he went out a little earlier than yesterday, the bus came after a long time, so he didn't arrive much earlier than yesterday.
On the contrary, Bai Qing, whose homework was copied, was more attentive. He arrived about 20 minutes early, and raised his eyebrows at Zhang Heng when he saw Zhang Heng coming in.
"Sorry, I got up late, and I forgot to buy your milk tea. I'll make it up for you in the afternoon." Zhang Heng put down his schoolbag with one hand, and opened his stool with the other.
"It doesn't matter what milk tea is. You can't run away anyway." Bai Qing immediately handed over the prepared biology exercise booklet, "You should write your homework first, and you will collect it after the morning reading."
"Thank you." Zhang Heng said, fully realizing how important it is to have a good tablemate at this moment.
"I'll keep an eye on Teacher Han for you."
Bai Qing also volunteered to say that although she was kind, as a study committee member, she obviously hadn't done this kind of thing before. It would be better if she didn't stare at the teacher from time to time, but instead made the latter always look this way, Fortunately, Zhang Heng's level of copying homework is not low, and he finally finished copying homework in a hurry before the end of morning reading.
So on the second day of being a high school student again, Zhang Heng finally handed in his homework on time.
"What did you do last night?" Bai Qing asked while doing math problems during recess.
"Um?"
"It's only been two classes, you don't know how many yawns you have yawned, and it's almost contagious to me." Bai Qing brushed the hair on his forehead and said.
"Stayed at a friend's house for a while." Zhang Heng said.
"Wait for a while?" Bai Qing frowned, and erased an auxiliary line with an eraser.
"Okay, stay till dawn."
"Ha." Bai Qing snorted, added two other auxiliary lines, and wrote down the answer. After a while, she poked Zhang Heng's arm with a pen, "Is it a boyfriend or a girlfriend?"
"A brother, maybe seven or eight years older than me."
"Cut, who would believe it?" Bai Qing rolled his eyes.
"The truth is always hard to believe." Zhang Heng said.
He seemed absent-minded in the morning, not just because of lack of sleep, but also because most of his thoughts were still on what happened last night. Before Zhang Heng only thought that there was something wrong with the college students, but now it seems that the latter Parents may be more problematic.
Will the other party doubt him because of what happened in the afternoon
Zhang Heng has enough confidence in his skills. He is sure that his movements are fast enough. The college student's mother should not have seen him leave through the window when he entered the room, but will the college student tell him that he has been home in the afternoon? parents are not sure.
In addition, now that I think back to the fact that the college student’s mother left work early yesterday, it doesn’t seem to be a surprise. Zhang Heng doesn’t think the other party came for him. It’s probably because the college student secretly left home the night before was exposed. After all, the college student was forced to rush After jumping into the river, his clothes, shoes and socks were soaked, and it was not easy to hide it when he went home like this.
What happened last night is probably also related to this.
It's just that Zhang Heng doesn't know the relationship between the college students and the three drowning children for the time being. Of course, what he is most worried about now is the safety of the college students.
After finally carrying it to the end of get out of class, Bai Qing stopped Zhang Heng who was hurriedly walking out of the classroom with his schoolbag.
"Hey, what about homework, do you still want to copy it? I can't finish my homework on weekends and weekends."
"Why don't you tell me your home address, and I'll get it from you on Sunday?" Zhang Heng stopped and thought for a while.
"Well, I have an appointment with friends to watch a movie and go shopping on Sunday. It's just over there at Wanda Plaza. Are you close? How about we meet there?"
"also."
"Then wechat contact at that time." Bai Qing also put the books on the table into his schoolbag, and muttered in a low voice, "Are you in such a hurry to see your girlfriend?"
"..."
Zhang Heng learned his lesson this time and took a taxi directly home. In this way, he basically spent all his pocket money this week, but he still has to pay the price to get in touch with college students again before their parents get off work. , of course, the premise is that the college students are still alive.
Although Zhang Heng has some worries in his heart, in modern society, it is not easy to kill a well-known person without being discovered.
If the parents of college students are not true master criminals, they should generally not make this choice.
Just when Zhang Heng was worried about the safety of the college students, he unexpectedly saw a figure resembling the latter in a convenience store.
"Please pull over and stop." Zhang Heng said to the driver.
After scanning the QR code to check out, Zhang Heng quickly opened the car door and got out of the taxi. Before entering the convenience store, Zhang Heng could confirm that the people inside were indeed college students.
However, his complexion looks much better than usual. He has shaved his beard, changed his shirt, and no longer wore slippers. Now he finally looks like a 985 college graduate, standing in front of the cashier and talking to The cashier lady was chatting about something, but the latter lowered her head shyly.
Zhang Heng pushed open the glass door of the convenience store untimely at this time, and the doorbell rang.
A look of disappointment appeared on the cashier lady's face, but she did not forget to say mechanically, "Welcome."
"Your name is Zhang... Zhang Heng, right?" The college student also turned around at this time, and he no longer looked terrified when he saw Zhang Heng. The whole person looked polite, and stretched out his hand while smiling, "I remember you , you are Uncle Cheng's grandson, right?"
"Heh." Zhang Heng shook hands with the other party.
There was nothing wrong with the temperature or the feel of the skin. Zhang Heng only had direct contact with the college student yesterday, so he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the appearance. In other words, this was indeed the college student himself standing in front of him.
Zhang Heng pointed to his head, "Are you in good spirits?"
"Yeah, I finally think about it. I was too stupid before. Love is not the whole of life," the college student said with a wry smile. The grand prize, I didn't expect that it was the simplest question that troubled me the longest."