Chapter 13 (1/2)

”Is the problem group of four finally coming together again?” Hu Jie supported her chin with one hand and looked at me with a smile.

Since the beginning of the new school year, our classrooms have not been changed. Although it is called ”classroom”, except for self-study in the evening, we will not stay here. Which is not good, library or dormitory? Class is also in the hall of the classroom, here is a place to put things.

However, because the school just started, we need to hold a class meeting, so we all gathered in the classroom.

I lie on the desk, using my arms as a pillow, and my deskmate Hu Jie is next to me. Because of this position, her face is higher than me. I can only look up at her and find that she is also very good-looking.

”Well, I'm going to make some more trouble. It's a holiday, and the teachers and principals will forget us again.”

”You ah, forget that no one can forget you, a group of problem children, day by day fooling around, do not know good.”

“……”

I raised my eyes and looked at her with a kind of ”don't think I don't know who you are”, which made her laugh: ”what's the matter? Am I right? ”

”Yes, you'd better learn, ah.”

We've been having this conversation for a year, and today it's our first anniversary as a table mate. Since the beginning of school at this time last year, we have been sitting at the same table and have been together ever since. Of course, it's not that one. I hope it's that one.

During the conversation, the counselors of our old class came in and began to hold class meetings for the students, which were all those words about holiday safety and learning. However, it may be that I know that all my classmates are confiscating their hearts, so I don't talk too much about business. I make a joke from time to time to activate the atmosphere.

I don't have the heart to listen to him, so I occasionally listen to him say a few words. I laugh when my classmates laugh, but half of my time is spent on playing mobile phones, and the full screen projection won't be found. This setting is so cool.

Class meeting is so past, but after a while class can be boring, on our professional course, teaching is an old man, called Lao Wang. Not long after class, the class is half full. Some sleep and some play with mobile phones, including Hu Jie, who is the representative of sleeping in class.

I don't know whether the relationship is too good, or she has few friends, so even if she can sit in the big classroom, she will sit next to me, and my best friends have left me with great insight.

Hu Jie is comfortable to sleep. I'm beside her, but I can't sleep. I'm pushing the tower in my own world. Who can beat me when it comes to playing with mobile phones?! As a result, just after the push, I suddenly found something wrong. Why is the teacher so cold?

It's just September now. No matter what, it can't get cold, especially now that the climate is warming. It can be said that there are nine months of summer in a year. How can there be cool times. I quickly took my body and felt it again. I found that it was really wrong. It was not ordinary cold. In other words, it was not the cold that my skin and pores felt, but the cold that the weak mana in my body felt, a chill.

Looking at the students around, sure enough, no one except me responded to the cold. It seems that only people with magic power can feel it.

It seems that the ghost is a bit of a Taoist, dare not neglect, the old trick again, pretending to wipe his eyes, the cow tears on the eyelids, and then opened his eyes, straight scared me.

Because Hu Jie and I were sitting on the edge of a long row of chairs. As soon as we looked up, we could see a person standing in front of my row of seats, in the middle, not far from me. No, we can't be called human beings, or even ghosts, but demons!

Ghost!

She looks like a college girl of my age, wearing a JK uniform, white shirt, black bow tie, Black Knee Length pleated skirt, bright round shoes, a waterfall like straight black shawl and long hair, with her back to me and looking at Lao Wang, I can't see her.

However, it looks like I can't see it. I can see other things, such as ghosts and demons.

All of a sudden, at this time, the ghost seemed to feel something. ”Brush --” looked back, two black and blood red eyes scanning the back row.

I was shocked. I don't know if she found me, but I didn't use it! Last time, the ghost found me because I used the ”detective eye”, but this time, I just looked at her with cow tears. Does it mean that the ghost's ability has reached the point where someone can see her?

In fact, everyone has this kind of situation. It's like walking in a rural field, when you suddenly feel cold sweat on your back, sweat bristling and goose bumps all over your body, there must be wolves or something staring at you in the grass. It's just that most people don't pay attention to this ability, and practitioners will care about these details, so do ghosts.

As soon as she looked back, I saw her face clearly. I didn't say much about her clothes. That face was pretty. She must have been a beauty before she died. Of course, I don't rule out that she became a beauty. In addition, it may be because she is a ghost. Her face is so white that she looks like she just came out of the bowl. She has a bang of air and a pair of black and blood red eyes.I tried to pretend that I was listening to the class, because I bowed my head as soon as she looked back, which was obviously guilty. So I pretended to listen to the class, hoping that she would mistake me for looking at the blackboard instead of her.

However, it backfired. After looking around, the ghost was still in my eyes.