To Make He Yu Regret

"He Yu was entangled by ghosts." Zhang Shiyu was deeply worried.

The ghost refers to Jiang Xiaozhen.

During the lunch break, Jiang Xiaozhen will go to the cafeteria to find He Yu for lunch. Sometimes when He Yu finishes class late, she will wait for him at the door of the classroom or the studio.

High school and high school have different time after school. Jiang Xiaozhen will come to the studio after school. She was eating snacks and doing homework while He Yu was painting.

The studio was closed, and she would leave behind He Yu and return to her home after she left the school.

Jiang Xiaozhen is like a ghost.

She didn't communicate with He Yu at all, just followed in silence.

Zhang Shiyu said to He Yu many times: "Friend, you don't want to be a bad guy, I can do it. If you need my fist, you can say it at any time."

It's a pity that He Yu may be too kind and didn't mean to drive Jiang Xiaozhen away.

Several times Zhang Shiyu pulled He Yu to go faster, to get rid of the ugly girl who was dressed like a holiday cake. He Yu asked him to wait, and then looked behind him.

The tail that couldn't be shaken still stuck tightly not far from them.

Zhang Shiyu sympathizes with He Yu very much, he acquiesces that He Yu is helpless.

Isn't it helpless? how is this possible!

Would someone voluntarily not want their own eyes and take the initiative to send them to the door to poison the dirt? !

It really does.

One day, until the time when they were leaving, Zhang Shiyu did not see Jiang Xiaozhen waiting for He Yu in the studio.

At first, everything was normal for He Yu. As time passed, the number of times he looked out the window began to increase.

Finally unable to hold back, he turned his head and asked Zhang Shiyu: "Did you see Jiang Xiaozhen when I went out to wash the palette just now?"

Zhang Shiyu shook his head: "No."

He Yu continued to paint.

After a while, he raised his head again, staring at the clock in front of the studio and muttering to himself.

"Fifteen minutes after school, it takes about fifteen minutes to finish the duty, which counts as twenty minutes. Throw a trash for five minutes and walk to the studio for five minutes."

Zhang Shiyu scratched his head: "So, what do you want to say?"

"It's so strange," He Yu thought, touching his chin: "Why hasn't she come yet?"

"Eh?"

Zhang Shiyu's jaw dropped in shock.

"Friend, what do you mean?"

He Yu didn't cooperate with his startled performance, and calmly said: "It means it's strange, literally."

"No," Zhang Shiyu really knew something amazing: "She followed you, did you make an appointment?"

He Yu denied: "No appointment, she wants to follow it herself."

Before Zhang Shiyu took a sigh of relief, he heard his next sentence.

"But suddenly one day she stopped following. Isn't it abnormal?"

Zhang Shiyu patted the shoulder of the old man beside him with complicated expression.

"You are abnormal, really."

He used a pen to outline the outline of a large human-shaped cake on the waste paper, pointed to the black line and said to He Yu: "Such a dirty thing will not follow you anymore. You should burn incense and pray for blessings and thank God That ghost."

"What should you say, I see... worry on your face?"

"puff."

He Yuren couldn't help being so handsome.

"Your painting skills have improved a lot, and you paint like hers."

Is this the point? Zhang Shiyu covered his forehead.

Everyone in the studio was gone, and Jiang Xiaozhen still did not appear when the lights were turned off.

"Let's go." Zhang Shiyu urged He Yu.

"I see." He Yu closed the door after looking at both sides of the corridor.

Seeing his reluctant appearance, Zhang Shiyu persuaded: "It's impossible to come. No one will stay in the school at this point. We may leave at the latest."

Zhang Shiyu was right.

When they walked on the school playground, they were deserted, and no one was visible.

At this time, He Yu paused again and seemed very nervous.

"You go home first, I'll take a look at the first grade school building."

Zhang Shiyu was mad, pointed behind them, let He Yu see clearly.

"Did you see the darkness over there? The school has switched on the switch, which means that all classes in the teaching building are over and everyone has left. What else do you have to watch?"

"you go first."

He really took a step towards the blackness and waved at Zhang Shiyu without looking back.

The campus at night reminds people of classic horror stories.

The wind was whizzing, it was very cold.

The weird shadows of the trees are like a lot of ghosts with their hands stretched out, and the first grade school building is terribly quiet.

He Yu's shoes stepped onto the stairs, as if to be drawn into the black world. He can only rely on the gleam of the waning moon on the horizon to support him in seeing the way.

It's so dark, Jiang Xiaozhen won't be here, right.

He Yu didn't actually hold much hope, so he just came and took a look.

But the door of Class One and Four of High School was not locked.

He looked inside, it was dark and he couldn't see anything.

"Anyone?" He Yu shouted.

A black figure lying on the table raised his head.

Both people were taken aback by each other steadfastly.

"He Yu?"

The beating heart calmed down and Jiang Xiaozhen recognized the person.

She couldn't figure out the situation: "Gosh, when is it? Why is it so dark?"

He Yu was more shocked than she: "You are really at school! Why don't you go home?"

The thing is like this.

Today the teacher dragged the class for a while. After school, Jiang Xiaozhen routinely supervised the daily students and discarded the garbage. The school clearing bell has rang twice.

When she returned to the class to get her schoolbag, she ran into a few boys from the next class in the corridor.

They had obviously heard Jiang Xiaozhen's notoriety, and when they saw her coming, they winked at each other, and gave birth to a bad idea of ​​a whole person.

"Old Liu, your destined other half is here, go get in touch!"

A short boy with pockmarks on his face was violently pushed onto Jiang Xiaozhen.

The boy grabbed the handle of the escalator and did not fall.

And Jiang Xiaozhen was behind him and rolled down like a ball.

"You are sick! It made me run into her!" The boy yelled at his companions and chased them to beat them.

The group of people jogged and ran away without looking back at Jiang Xiaozhen who fell.

"Then I found that I twisted my ankle."

Jiang Xiaozhen tried to lift her foot, but the pain was still the same as before.

"I reluctantly walked back to the classroom to get my schoolbag, and rested in my seat for a while. When I wanted to stand up, I found that I couldn't stand up. All the teachers and students in this building seemed to be gone. I was here for a long time and no one passed by. So I think that when the school is closed, someone will come to check it out and just sit in the classroom and wait."

He Yu basically understood the situation: "As a result, you fell asleep on the table?"

"Ok."

He asked: "Can I go now?"

"..."

This is not something that can be solved by sway, Jiang Xiaozhen struggled for a while, and said truthfully: "No."

"come on."

He Yu untied his schoolbag and knelt by her desk.

"You want to carry me?"

Jiang Xiaozhen was scared by him.

"Have you forgotten that I am a fat man?"

"I didn't forget."

In the indistinguishable darkness, He Yu judged the lower position and found Jiang Xiaozhen's hand.

Her hands are much better than his ice and meat.

Grabbing that hand, he put it on his shoulder.

"you you you……"

Jiang Xiaozhen struggled and didn't dare to put the weight on it: "No way! I'm super fat!"

He didn't speak, and pulled her arm up.

Jiang Xiaozhen looked down on He Yu, and he successfully carried her up.

The hard work is for sure, He Yu's knees creaked, like an overloaded machine.

Holding He Yu's bag in one hand and his own bag in the other, Jiang Xiaozhen breathed in desperately, trying to lighten his burden.

"Don't suck, you save the space for air, not much."

"Oh." Jiang Xiaozhen exhaled awkwardly.

The chubby belly touched He Yu's back, and he thought of his own soft and thick sofa.

It's really heavy, Jiang Xiaozhen!