For a while, he imagined that Zuo Yu was staring at them nearby, and for a while, he thought that Zuo Yu definitely didn't want to let them go, and that the next target might be himself again. The fear and fear in his heart almost made him collapse.
Zhou Hao was thinking about what Du Yao and Chen Jiahui said, and about the car accident that almost happened this morning. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Everything became weird and gloomy. Laughter has a hint of horror.
The scenes of junior high school flashed before my eyes. On the day when the news of Zuo Yu's death came, the few of them were still discussing.
"Hey, why don't you say that Zuo Yu didn't come to class?" Chen Jiahui sat triumphantly on his seat, holding a lollipop in his mouth.
He Dawei clicked his tongue, "If you are afraid of us, as for his toughness, I think he needs to be taught several times before he is obedient."
Zhou Hao followed the milk on the front table, opened the straw and drank it, "We don't have much to do, what if the teacher visits us and sues us?"
"Does he dare?" Chen Jiahui looked up at the surroundings, and said in a low voice, "Besides, his family, a drunkard father, how can he care about him? If he wants to stay in this school, anyone who is smarter will know How to do."
He Dawei smacked his lips and said, "Those little tricks in the past really took advantage of him."
Zhou Hao didn't think so, "Zuo Yu is withdrawn and depressed, and unlike other children from single-parent families, he is a tough one. We have to take our time, and we will have something to play with in the future."
When the teacher said that Zuo Yu died at home, Zhou Hao and the others felt a little panicked, but when they heard that it was not because of them, but Zuo Yu's father killed him, they immediately felt relieved. .
It took only a few months for the senior high school entrance examination that year, and they left this person behind and completely forgot about it.
Now, it has appeared in their lives again.
This time, it wasn't them who took the lead, but Zuo Yu.
He Dawei really didn't want to hear the name of a dead person, so he kicked the basketball back to the court a little angrily, made a gesture to those people, turned around and said, "What the hell are you guys doing? He was already dead before, so what is there to be afraid of a dead person?"
"What if he turned into a ghost and came looking for us?" Chen Jiahui, who was still bowing his head, suddenly looked up at him, his face turned as white as a sheet of paper.
Shen Mubai patted the dust on the school skirt, looked at these people with some indifference, "Are you sure you want to talk here?"
A few people were slightly taken aback, and saw some students passing by looking at them with strange eyes.
Du Yao wiped the snot that was about to run down, and said tremblingly, "Let's change places, He Dawei, believe it or not, you have to listen to our story."
He Dawei was agitated by their mysterious and strange state, spat and said, "Okay, I would like to know what a dead person can do to you."
Finally, it stopped at the seventh or eighth floor of the laboratory building.
"Okay, there's no one here, you can talk, wait a minute." He Dawei turned his gaze to Shen Mubai, "Your name is Xia Ye, right? Thank you for helping me just now, but our old classmates want to Talk, do you think you need to avoid it?"
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