Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

"Teacher!" Baitang chased out and stopped Mr. Fang in the corridor, "Teacher, I want to ask, does the house-snatch really exist?"

"I didn't expect you to be interested in this," Mr. Fang said, "According to ancient records, it really exists, but we can't study it."

White sugar hesitated for two seconds, but asked, "Does that exist in real life?"

"It depends on whether you believe it or not," Mr. Fang's eyebrows twitched, and he talked eloquently, "The most basic thing to take home is the separation of body and soul, but with our current level of technology, what is the difference between soul and soul? I don’t know the secret, so I can’t judge whether the soul really exists. Maybe after a long time, scientists’ discoveries, research, and the continuous progress of science and technology can prove that there is a soul, but that is also after a long, long time. Well, at least we can't see it."

"So, it's up to you to believe it or not," Teacher Fang said with a smile, "Most of our older generation believe it, but you young people are probably atheists, right?"

No, he believed it too, the white sugar drooped his eyelashes, maybe it was the reason why my grandmother believed in Buddhism. I also saw with my own eyes a child in the countryside going mad for no reason. The doctor couldn't find the cause. In desperation, the parents found the goddess to cast a spell, and they recovered inexplicably. I have also seen Dr. Duncan McDougall's weight experiment. He put a dying old man on a weighing machine. The moment he died, his weight was 21 grams lighter. Many people said that it was the weight of the soul.

White sugar believes that in a corner that no one cares about, in a place he can't reach, there will be many wonderful things happening, he just doesn't believe that this kind of thing will happen to him.

He didn't expect anyone to come down from the sky and pull him out of the quagmire.

Saturday's Book Fair White Sugar still didn't make it, and Zhou Chaoyu didn't let him go. Although the symptoms of estrus had passed, he was indeed still in estrus.

There are too many people in the book fair, and alpha is very sensitive to the pheromone of omega, even the slightest taste can be captured.

Since Baitang was also preparing for the exam, Jiang Yunshu transformed the guest room into another study.

It's too late, so he has maintained this routine for more than a month: get up at 6:30 in the morning, turn off the mobile phone and computer at 7:00 and sit in the study room, lunch for half an hour, nap for 40 minutes, and dinner for half an hour, except for these hours In addition, study until ten o'clock at night, take a bath and turn off the lights to sleep.

Today, White Sugar also got up at eight o’clock, the curtains of the study were opened, the sun was shining in, and the pages scrolled on the computer screen were all with words such as “soul” and “traversal”, but The more he looked at it, the more irritable he became. The so-called popular science on the Internet seemed to be made up, and it was very mysterious. He simply checked some information on "brain death", not to mention cured, even one case of improvement. No.

Because brain death is death in the true sense.

Even if he believed it, it could not be true...

It was like this until night, Brown Sugar was digging the door with a dog's paw outside the door, calling them out to eat, worrying and sensible.

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A few minutes later, Jiang Yunshu was late: "Sorry, there are still four questions left, so I'll finish first."

Sugar shakes her head to indicate it's okay.

Jiang Yunshu hurried up to correct the answer, he put his tableware in the sink, "I'll go up first."

"That..." Bai Tang's mouth was quick, and he stopped him in a hurry.

Jiang Yunshu stopped and turned his head: "What's wrong?"

White sugar's tongue circled several times in the mouth, and the words also circled several times on the tip of the tongue, how should I ask...? Hello, did you cross over? Did you take Jiang Yunsu's house? Have you exchanged souls with Jiang Yunsu? Modern or ancient?

It's so... absurd.

White sugar is a little embarrassed: "Just um... I want to say thank you, when I'm in estrus..." As soon as the words came out, he wanted to bite his tongue, what did he say!

Jiang Yunshu was suddenly alert again, his muscles were tensed, last time he took mango, last time he took sleeping pills, what is this time.

But the next white sugar seems to have nothing to do with it, he said suspiciously: "No."

"Um... oh good." White sugar continued to lose face, wishing to get into the brown sugar nest.

"Then I'll go up first?" Jiang Yunshu said.

Baitang nodded quickly. After the door was closed, he planted his head on the table and gently knocked on the forehead, "Ah, what should I do..."

At this moment, the door upstairs opened again, Jiang Yunshu reappeared, stood by the stairs and asked tentatively, "Do you want to stay at home? Would you like to go out for a walk?"

He thought about the abnormality of the white sugar just now, and felt that there were traces to follow. The children of the college entrance examination are generally under great pressure. They have been studying in school for five consecutive days. It’s better to let the children go out and relax on Saturdays and Sundays. How can there be a reason to stay at home all day long? There is still a year left, so don't hold back.

After all, now we pay attention to scientific study and combine work and rest.

Jiang Yunshu was a little annoyed, and was really reflecting on it seriously. He is unqualified as a parent and still needs to work hard, "Or should we go for a walk in a less crowded place tomorrow?"

White sugar was startled by the sudden appearance of alpha, and immediately raised his face, with a small red spot on his forehead. He didn't know why Jiang Yunsu was on a whim, but if he wanted to go out to play, it would be better to stay at home and study, "No, no, I want to read at home."

Jiang Yunshu frowned, as if he didn’t quite believe it, but he thought about it again, 11 years ago, on the eve of his college entrance examination, he was unwilling to let go of a little bit of time. Still have time to play?

The worries of being a parent and the understanding of being a student were intertwined, and they fought endlessly. It was extremely contradictory. After a while, he had to compromise: "Okay, then tell me if you want to relax. "

The door clicked softly and closed again.

The sugar was still for a few seconds, then sighed, put the remaining black pepper beef in the refrigerator, put the dishes and chopsticks in the dishwasher, and went upstairs to continue learning.

He widened his eyes, covered his mouth and nose reflexively, and retched a few times.

Jiang Yunshu collected the wrong questions on the test paper into the word document. The score he got on the real question was 21 points higher than the admission score of Huachuan University last year, but there is nothing comparable sex.

With a roar, his left knee slammed to the ground, and at that moment, he thought he had ruptured a blood vessel in his brain again.

No - sugar! This was his first thought.

I don't know how many steps the minute hand took before Jiang Yunshu slowly came over, he fell to the ground, and he was still spinning, the blue veins on the forehead twitched again and again, as if there was a sharp hammer Regularly tap the nerves in the brain.

But it's not the worst, the worst thing is that he found that the pheromone in his body was completely out of control, announcing that he was madly running out, and the bitter taste was so strong He couldn't bear it, and at the same time, the tyranny and desire for destruction hidden deep in his heart suddenly magnified infinitely.

The blue veins on the back of his hands burst out, and his eyes turned red as he looked in the direction of the sugar room, "Baisu..."