Chapter 594

Zizizi

Wuchou returns to his room to sleep. When wuchou goes deep into his dream, he has been placed in a pool of computers without any movement, making a rustling sound again.

"No worries, no worries, wake up."

"Did you hear me?"

Zizizi

The voice became more and more blurred, and finally became more hoarse and intermittent.

"We need your help."

Zizizi

Whew

The computer is turned off.

No one knows except Xuehua Qijing, who has not slept and observed all this coldly.

"Sorry, my father has no time to deal with your business. It's time for Xiaoxue and my father."

Xuehua Qijing pulls the quilt, and the whole person retracts into his worry free arms and sleeps at ease.

~ dream ~

So warm

As soon as wuchou opened his eyes, he saw the slowly rotating fan hanging on the ceiling, and the sun shone into the room through the window.

"Zizizi."

Looking up, you can see a radio playing news.

Before wuchou could hear it, the door was opened and a girl in a wrist breaking skirt came in with a basin of water in her hand.

invisibility

I don't know why. Without worry, I can't see the girl's face. I can only feel the girl's love, just like the sun.

The girl sat beside wuchou, wrung the water with a towel and wiped wuchou's face.

"It's all right. It's a nightmare. It's over soon."

Slowly, the girl's fuzzy face gradually became clear and became a night face.

"Ah ah ah!"

Dream here, worry free quickly wake up from the dream. It's clear that the dream is so real, but how can you see the night's face.

"No, it's not night. It's just my subconscious, turning my invisible face into night, but why?"

Wuchou doesn't know, but knows that wuchou can't sleep because of this dream.

Early in the morning, I ended early. In the morning, wuchou noticed that Weiyi had not gone to school and asked why.

"School or something, I have suspended from school. I want to pursue my dream like you."

Since she has this ambition, what else can she do as her relatives in addition to support.

Next, wuchou hurried to Xiaoming's school. Because of what happened every night and yesterday, wuchou began to worry about what happened in this school.

But when I got to school from, I found something strange.

A chill hit his back, like the whole school, hiding this, like an evil spirit attached to this school.

"The school favored by death, why?"

When wuchou walks into the school, he can't see anything special about the school. Except for the old teaching building, the new building and the old building, it's no different from ordinary schools.

Like a visitor, wuchou looked around the whole school, but there was no smile on the faces of these students.

Unconsciously, wuchou has come to Xiaoming's class. However, wuchou always feels that the atmosphere of the whole classroom is very strange.

Xiaoming looked out of the window with her head propped up. She didn't look at the teacher at all, and the teacher continued his course like ignoring Xiaoming.

Looking carefully, the students around didn't have any accidents. Instead, they took it for granted and even ignored Xiaoming.

"Cold violence in school is not like, but more like deliberate neglect. Why?"

Maybe it has something to do with what night said.

Wuchou plans to ask the headmaster for clarification, but unexpectedly, the headmaster is not here.

"Well, outsiders, what are you doing here?"

A man who looked a little old came over and looked at wuchou's behavior, so he came to ask.

"In fact, I came here specially to ask if my sister is studying in this school. Is there any strange rumors about this school?"

Wuchou can see that when he knows that wuchou is coming to find the answer, the man in front of him trembles and returns to calm soon.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but since you're a student's parent, you should know that this is not a visiting time. Please go back."

Looking at the teacher's response, it seems that there is something not obvious in this school.

When wuchou left, the man looked down and thought.

"The troublemaker, or the one who brings us hope."

Wuchou waited quietly at the door. Before Xiaoming finished class, Xiaoming skipped class and came out.

Wuchou looked at Xiaoming with a confused face. Xiaoming didn't expect to see wuchou as soon as he went out. For a time, both of them were stunned in situ.

"Come with me."

Xiaoming whispered a word, then walked in front of him and followed without worry.

Xiaoming walks into the library with wuchou. In the empty library, before wuchou can speak, Xiaoming suddenly shouts to wuchou.

"Why come here? Don't you know it's dangerous? Do you still want me to worry about you?"

No matter why Xiaoming is so excited, wuchou is startled by the other party's sudden change and can only nod mechanically.

"I'm sorry, but I'm worried about you, too."

"Why?"

Wuchou couldn't say it for a moment, because this sentence led to the break between the two people.

"Xiao Ming, sure enough, there's something strange about this school. Tell me what's hidden in this school."

Xiao Ming shook his head at wuchou.

"I don't want you to interfere. Don't worry about me. You can protect yourself at ease. It'll be fine when I graduate. Don't worry about the rest."

"No."

Wuchou looks at Xiaoming ready to leave and grabs each other's hand.

"I can ignore others, but I can't ignore you. You're my family."

Snap

Wuchou never thought that Xiaoming was so excited. For this sentence, she slapped herself.

Xiaoming also felt whether he had gone too far. He looked at his hands, clenched his teeth and was ready to leave, but he didn't expect wuchou to grab himself and don't leave.

"Let go of me. What are you doing?"

"I know, that's what you care about, because I'm your brother, and you don't want to accept this fact."

"So what!"

The two people kept pulling. For a time, Xiaoming couldn't stand steadily and slipped. Without worry, Xiaoming was directly pressed under him.

"I've long been, not your sister, not now, not in the future."

Tears gushed from her eyes, not only because of her and worry free identity, but also because of her feelings for worry free, which made her lost and painful. Even after so many years, it hasn't changed.

"Is that what you care about?"

"Ah?"

Xiao Ming seems to hear such incredible words.

"If you care about me and your identity, then you don't have to worry."

Before Xiaoming understood what wuchou was saying, someone pushed the door and came in.