A strong smell of burnt meat floated in from the crack of the door, stabbing Tian Guangbing like a needle, causing his eyelids to jump up uncontrollably.
In the panic, Tian Guangbing's mind changed sharply, and he rushed over to copy the phone that had not been hung up: "Hello?"
The smell was still strong, but it didn't continue to spread.
The child over the phone was silent for a moment: "Mr. Tian."
Tian Guangbing tried his best to suppress his trembling voice: "Mr. Liu, she's tired. Is there anything I can say to Teacher Tian?"
The hairy boy smiled: "Teacher, I want to play basketball tomorrow."
Tian Guangbing didn't know what to say for a while, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay."
The child giggled, and the child's voice was transmitted to the human ear through the beeping radio waves, causing goose bumps to rise layer by layer on the back of the person.
The hairy boy said: "Teacher, good night. I'll play 'phone' with Teacher Liu tomorrow."
The "call" hung up, Tian Guangbing looked at the phone whose signal was zero in the upper right corner, his face was ashen.
… They… seem to have really gotten into trouble.
The couple were trembling with fear, clasping their hands together, listening carefully to the movement outside, their palms wet and slippery, like holding a snake.
After confirming that there was no movement outside for a long time, Tian Guangbing took her hand and wrote stroke by stroke, "Rest."
Liu Chengyin still couldn't forget the woman who suddenly appeared, and replied, "There really is a woman there."
Tian Guangbing thought about it and asked, "What does it look like."
Liu Chengyin has a good memory, and his glance in the panic is even more impressive: "Long hair, long skirt, white face, black body, very beautiful, dressed abnormally, like a medieval person."
Tian Guangbing nodded slightly, and said without doubt, "I remember."
He shook his girlfriend's hand again, leaning on her shoulder and trying to tell her to sleep.
Liu Chengyin was stunned and wanted to lie down. Who wanted to go over his shoulder, she could faintly see something moving outside the window, and even the window glass had a slight vibration.
At first she thought it was the branches outside the window rubbing against the window, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that the shadow was sneaky, so she reached out and dragged her boyfriend's arm: "... what is that?"
Tian Guangbing followed her line of sight.
The incandescent light bulbs in the room were too bright, he narrowed his eyes, and only vaguely saw a black shadow printed on the glass, and then disappeared again. write.
He was not sure: "It's... the wind."
However, in the next second, his eyes widened, and he blurted out scolding: "...Fuck!"
... Then where is the bullshit tree shadow? It was a child's hand patting the window lightly outside!
The window glass had been imprinted with small wet handprints for some time, but the shape left behind was very special.
Upon closer inspection, there was actually half a small head exposed by the window edge, and the burned right eye and the intact left eye were staring straight at the two of them.
Before they could cry out, a small hand that was only half melted slammed on the glass, making a muffled sound that made one's scalp burst!
Liu Chengyin immediately stretched out his hand to block his mouth to prevent himself from screaming again.
She has already made a wrong move, and she can't make any more mistakes.
She knew that she should approach the child at this time, treat him as usual, and even put on the air of a teacher and scold him for going to sleep...
But she really didn't dare, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of a window opening.
The voice came from the infirmary on the first floor.
The infirmary is in the same direction as the dormitory's window. After opening the window, Chi Xiaochi's clear voice came from downstairs: "Why are you still here so late?"
The kid outside the window looked down at him.
"Hey." Chi Xiaochi said in disgust, "You have covered your face with something. Get out of the window and I'll wash you."
Tian Guangbing: "… "
Liu Chengyin: "…"
At this moment, they know what is true "the heart of admiration is as turbulent as the surging river".
And not long after the Maotou boy left, Tian Guangbing and their doors were chiseled.
Gan Yu's voice came from outside: "We heard what happened just now. To ensure safety, the four of us sleep together tonight, okay?"
Liu Chengyin and the others couldn't get what they wanted, so they quickly opened the door and let them in.
The two did not question why Gan Yu and Yuan Benshan, who were only separated from them by a wall, didn't help when they were in danger just now.
In this world, being able to protect yourself is a prerequisite. To help or not to help is just the relationship between affection and duty.
Yuan Benshan was still thinking about Song Chunyang, he wanted to go down to take a look, but he was afraid of the ghost boy whose good and evil were unknown. Then he thought about Chunyang's ability, and then thought about Gan Tang, who seemed to be weak and equal to three, in his heart. It also gradually settled down.
Chi Xiaochi had the confidence to call the ghost boy down.
There is no other reason. In the eyes of Chi Xiaochi now, the burning hairy boy is the image of a small Q-version living rogue rabbit.
Rogue Rabbit walked the right way this time, walked downstairs obediently, and knocked on the door of the infirmary.
Chi Xiaochi reached out and pulled him into the house.
If Qin Ling woke up now and saw that he and Guitong were in the same room, he would be scared to lose his mind immediately. Fortunately, he lost too much blood and is now in a coma, saving the steps of fainting again.
Gan Tang was also calm, but instead made the hairy boy feel embarrassed, and his burnt and deformed face returned to its normal appearance.
Chi Xiaochi couldn't see it anyway, so he grabbed the person to the pool, dipped a towel in hot water, and wiped the rogue rabbit's face: "It's not scary to lie on someone's window in the middle of the night."
The Maotou boy protested vaguely: "Mr. Liu promised me to play with me. She doesn't speak anything."
"Then you are playing a prank?"
The hairy boy stopped talking.
Seeing him like this, Chi Xiaochi patted him gently on the back: "Speaking of which, I was the same as you when I was young."
After all, he took another look at the boy's face, and he knew by thinking that the face was not so cute now: "Of course, it's not as ugly as you."
Hairy boy: "..."
"Go to the house to uncover the tiles, recruit cats and dogs, I will do everything." Chi Xiaochi said with a smile, "If someone bullies me, I will bully me back immediately."
Gan Tang listened calmly by the side, and laughed helplessly in her heart.
Chi Xiaochi's mouth.
In just a few words, he pulled himself into the same camp as the Maotou boy, and let him share his feelings with him.
How can a child play with him
Maotou boy was really aroused by curiosity: "Then your teacher won't beat you."
Regarding this somewhat unusual question, Chi Xiaochi frowned slightly, but he was not in a hurry to ask anything.
"Don't fight. When I was a child, my grades were average. The teachers would love the good ones and chase the bad ones. People like me have never been in the teacher's eyes." Teng Teng wiped the boy's face, "I really hope my parents can fight less and make time to cooperate and beat me once. But then I think about it, I'm not going to beat me if I have nothing to do with it. ."
The hairy boy giggled.
Chi Xiaochi took the hand of the "rogue rabbit" in front of him and wiped the back of his hand lightly.
The Maotou boy looked straight at him and suddenly said, "Mr. Lou."
Chi Xiaochi felt a few abnormal depressions on the back of his hand, which were not like marks left by burns, but aged scars, and the shape was somewhat special.
He stroked the scar twice and replied, "Huh?"
The hairy boy asked, "Am I a good boy?"
"You don't apologize if you open the window in the middle of the night to frighten people, do you have a good idea of yourself?" Chi Xiaochi glared at him, "Little Wang Bingzi."
The Maotou boy was also very happy when he was scolded, and the corners of his mouth were raised happily.
Chi Xiaochi touched the scar again, his face changed, and he finally remembered what caused the scar.
He opened his mouth and scolded: "Fuck them uncle."
Gan Tang raised her thin eyebrows, and said softly to stop: "Chun Yang."
The hairy boy blinked his eyes and asked obediently, "Teacher, what does this mean?"
Chi Xiaochi's face did not change: "It means 'hello'."
Maotou boy: "Hmm... Mr. Lou, fuck your uncle."
Chi Xiaochi: "…"
The Maotou boy became happy again: "Mr. Lou, I—"
Chi Xiaochi covered his mouth: "You can shut up."
He laughed and licked Chi Xiaochi's palm with his tongue. Chi Xiaochi's eyes were quick, he wiped his hands on his short stubble hair, and kicked him out with another kick: "Go back to sleep."
The Maotou boy really listened to his words, got up obediently, and walked out.
When he reached the door, he stopped, turned his head and said, "Mr. Song?"
Chi Xiaochi turned his face and looked directly at the rogue rabbit whose round tail was trembling.
The Maotou boy said, "Mr. Lou, I like you."
Chi Xiaochi was stunned.
He said, "You don't hit people, don't hate me, don't drive me away. You're a good guy."
When he came back to his senses, Chi Xiaochi smiled charmingly: "Isn't this a coincidence. I like myself too."
In the next second, 061 removed the shield on Maotouzi.
Where does he still have the smoky, terrifying and hideous appearance of Mai Tai just now, handsomely and playfully grinned with a toothless mouth, revealing a slightly leaky smile.
The rogue rabbit hopped away.
Before leaving, he did not make any extra demands to Chi Xiaochi.
Chi Xiaochi watched his figure disappear on the stairway, and then sat down slumped.
Gan Tang walked over to him, put her hand on his shoulder, and squeezed and squeezed gently.
Chi Xiaochi said, "You saw the wound on his hand."
Gan Tang: "Yeah."
Chi Xiaochi: "There are three wounds, each of which is two symmetrical holes, separated by a fixed distance, half an inch deep. ... The wound was caused by a tuning fork poking in."
Thinking of Qin Ling's common and habitual appearance in the daytime with Qin Ling covering his eyes and howling miserably, and the children surrounding him, Gan Tang also frowned.
Ghosts used to be human, and most of their distortions after death stemmed from the extreme pain they suffered during their lifetime.
"Are they... imitating what their teacher did to them?"
Perhaps in the minds of this group of ghost children, if they do not do well, they will be punished similarly
Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything.
Gan Tang rarely saw such a silent and melancholy Chi Xiaochi, so he softly reassured him: "You have done a good job."
Chi Xiaochi smiled inexplicably.
Gan Tang said, "You are very courageous, and you are very good at coaxing children."
Chi Xiaochi: "Ha."
He picked up his T-shirt, which was soaked through.
He changed a clean towel and simply wiped himself: "Someone taught me well."
That person was gentle and tolerant, and appeared in Chi Xiaochi's life, like light, like a dream.
He has known him for a full seven years.
At the age of seven, Chi Xiaochi knew that a neighbor who was two years older than him had moved in, called Lou Ying.
Children first like beautiful people, and second, they like people who are stronger than themselves. Lou Ying is already a standard gentleman and beauty at a young age, and his height is much higher than that of his peers, which almost satisfies Chi Xiaochi's imagination.
While Lou Ying was still packing, Chi Xiaochi went to the door with a cheeky face and called someone, "Big brother, big brother."
Lou Ying turned around, and there was still a hint of worry in his eyes.
After noticing Xiaodouding at the door, he smiled gently: "Huh?"
Chi Xiaochi has a sweet mouth since he was a child: "You are so pretty."
It was the first time that Lou Ying had been praised by the same sex.
Chi Xiaochi couldn't wait for his next message for a long time, and didn't feel curious: "Hey, don't you praise me for being good-looking?"
Lou Ying couldn't help but laugh out loud, put down the mess in his hand, walked up to him, bowed and looked at it carefully, and then gave a very sincere answer: "Well, it's beautiful."
At that time, Chi Xiaochi couldn't see that this was a child who had just suffered the loss of his father and mother.
At such a young age, he knew how to cover up his wounds and lick it by himself, refusing to show it to others, just for fear that others would be frightened.
Lou Ying showed Chi Xiaochi such a beautiful world. Even if he left later, Chi Xiaochi didn't choose to deviate from that world, and his tenacious and stubborn appearance was both ridiculous and gentle.
There are only two empty beds, Chi Xiaochi originally wanted to live under the bed, but Gan Tang was very generous, patted the bed, and invited him: "Come up, I don't mind. If something happens, we can have a relationship with each other. Take care."
After thinking about it, Chi Xiaochi didn't push back too much. He hugged the quilt and went to bed, occupying a small half of the bed, and slept with his clothes on.
Lying on the bed, he thought to himself.
The mechanism of this world is not difficult to guess: don’t be too indulgent to the ghost children, otherwise their evil thoughts will expand and expand indefinitely, and they will ask for anything. Qinling is an example; Rough refusal, otherwise it is very likely to incur retaliation.
To put it bluntly, I want to be a qualified people's teacher.
However, they have unknowingly crossed the line.
They have already seen blood, who knows what these children will do next.
Thinking so much, he didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.
When Chi Xiaochi fell into an unstable sleep, he faintly heard a voice whispering in his ear, "You, you."
Immediately afterwards, he felt a slight tickling on the earlobe, and the touch was so irritating that it felt like a feather scratched the soles of his feet, causing him to curl up his toes and gently grab the sheets.
He hummed in a low voice: "... um."
... Fortunately, he didn't wake up, he turned over and fell asleep again.
Strange to say, he slept very peacefully in the second half of the night, without even having a single dream.
However, when he woke up, what Chi Xiaochi was most worried about happened.
After tasting the blood, the atmosphere among the children was clearly not right.
They sat in the cafeteria in uniform, mechanical silence, with their hands down and their heads bowed, their tender eyes exchanging messages that only they could understand.
Liu Chengyin held his breakfast and walked into the cafeteria, he was staggered by the strong burnt smell and almost vomited.
When she instinctively stood still, more than twenty expressionless faces turned towards her in a sunflower manner, making people sweaty.
Liu Chengyin has done psychological construction in the middle of the night. Seeing this situation, he forced himself to remain calm, straightened his back, and slowly walked into the cafeteria to distribute food one by one.
In contrast, last night that noisy and bearish boy was quiet and disciplined a lot. After picking up the lunch box, he took vegetables and rice, and chewed silently in his mouth.
Soon, three or four children spit out the food in their mouths and shouted: "Teacher, let's not eat this! This is too bad!"
Immediately, someone responded, and many children banged on the edge of the bowl with chopsticks and shouted loudly.
The faces of the people standing at the entrance of the cafeteria turned ugly.
They expected that after the Qinling incident, the difficulty of this world might increase again, and the situation would become more and more out of control, but they did not expect the changes to come so quickly.
Liu Chengyin said with a strong smile: "Then... what do you want to eat, the teacher will make it for you? Braised lion head, or chicken soup, as long as you want to eat-"
"teacher."
A child interrupted her, licking her mouth, staring straight at Liu Chengyin like a little gluttony hunting for food, and said in a milky voice, "...Are you delicious?"