I naturally knew this junior high school.

Moral Education Junior High School, my sister and I both studied in this middle school. Students in this area basically either study moral education or another junior high school affiliated to Minqing Foreign Studies University. This is a public school divided by the area. Minwei Foreign Studies University has more foreign language advantages, and moral education is a comprehensive junior high school. It depends entirely on the high school entrance examination results to determine the situation of going to school.

The girl is her younger sister’s junior high school classmate, and of course she also studied in junior high school here.

This place is not much different from the school she remembers. Unlike the primary school, it has changed a lot. Several buildings have been renovated and new buildings have been added.

I feel unfamiliar with this place. There is already a big difference between this place and when I was studying. The main teaching building is not the same building, and the original beige building has turned into a large brick-red building.

The girl passed through the iron gate and entered the school directly. She went to see the class she had stayed at when she graduated.

The blackboard newspaper behind the class is very simple, just some slogans for the high school entrance examination. It seems that they have been put on for a long time, and their handwriting is a bit blurred.

Except for the blackboard newspaper, everything else in the classroom was cleaned up and almost spotless.

She felt unfamiliar with such a classroom, so did me.

However, she still sat in the seat by the window for a while. It was her previous seat. When she turned her head, she could see the playground outside the window. No matter how far she was, there was the residential building in the neighborhood next to her.

Memories emerged in her mind.

There was a person sitting out of the classroom and looking out by the teacher; there was a person who saw people taking physical education classes on the playground; there was also a residential building there, where she once saw a figure standing there like her, looking at the students taking physical education classes on the playground...

The girl suddenly felt that her shoulder seemed to have been patted. When she turned her head, she didn't see her familiar deskmate, but only saw the empty classroom.

She lowered her eyes, stood up from her seat, pushed the chair under the desk, and left the classroom.

She went to the school's library and found a youth novel on the bookshelf of the novel. After turning several pages, she found notes and small love drawn next to it with a pencil. That was the trace she left behind.

After putting the book back, she went to the music classroom again. She had rehearsed and practiced music here. This time it was not a world-famous song, but pop music. This time, she played the whole song and hummed gently while talking.

At the end of the song, the music classroom became quiet, without applause or praise from good friends.

She was dazed again, and loneliness and panic came again.

After a quick rub, she stood up and rushed out without even packing up the piano.

When she ran out of the back door of the school, she saw the graduation photo posted on the corridor.

I was surprised because among these graduation photos, there was also the class I was in. I stopped in front of that photo and looked at those strange or familiar faces, and felt a lot of feelings.

The girl didn't watch for a long time, but just stopped a little and continued to run forward.

I was pulled by her and floated over quickly.

She ran for a long time before she stopped panting. Looking around, she slowed down and walked in one direction.

Waiting for the bus at the bus stop, I took the bus for fifteen minutes, and after getting off, I walked for another five minutes, and it was a high school.

Minqing High School, a key school in the city, is similar to the No. 18 Middle School where my sister attended. They are all schools that look at the admission rate. They are not the best high school in Minqing, nor are they the kind of distinctive schools.

The girl stood at the school gate for a long time before she entered the school to wander.

This time, I didn't feel much of her memory. She was just walking in the teaching building, her mind was empty, and as she walked, her steps slowed down and tears fell across her cheeks.

She doesn't have much memory of this place.

In my three years in high school, I was busy with the piano grading exam and participated in a competition, and then prepared for the college entrance examination, constantly learning, learning, and then learning...

Have her high school classmates played with her? It seems that they have never gone out together. When they were in school, they would chat, and they talked about the TV series... What is the name of that TV series?

She can't remember...

The girl's steps stopped.

She stood in the corridor for a long time, crying quietly.

A review of life should end here.

Her review of life ends here.

Her life is about to end.

The girl cried again, but she only burst into tears this time, but she didn't cry.

I sympathized with her, but I was powerless. I didn't know how to help her, and I couldn't even communicate with her. I've tried this. She couldn't see or hear my voice.

After crying for a while, she sobbed, like a lost child, left high school in grievance and walked home.

She walked through the door and entered her home. What she saw were several pieces of talisman paper sticking on the door of her room, which almost completely covered the door. The red talisman paper looked very strange.

Her parents are not at home. There is no one at home.

She stared at the door for a long time, walked over and gently touched the talisman paper.

Nothing happened.

The girl waved her hand and tore off all the talisman papers.

The door was also pushed open by her.

The notebook is still on the ground, and the screen is bent.

Last night, her cell phone was still there.

She picked up her cell phone, found the charging cable from her luggage bag, and charged the phone.

The screen lights up and the phone is turned on.

The first thing that jumped out was a lot of information.

The main thing is the information of the class group. The group of girls decided to expand the members of this trip, not only their junior high school classmates, but also their high school classmates, so that they could get together a group.

The girl probably twitched in her heart, and there was a stinging pain.

She immediately exited the chat program, closed the program from the background, and swiped the web page with her mobile phone. She was waiting for everything to end completely.

After watching the news, current affairs, society, gossip entertainment for most of the day...

She saw the new news about Goddess Yan. The video of Goddess Yan playing the piano to fans at a meeting automatically played.

After watching the video, the girl looked at the elegant appearance of Goddess Yan with some envy.

She reached out and touched her short hair.

As her fingers slid down, I saw her short hair grow longer.

The girl was stunned, touched her hair, and threw her phone aside.

Her hair has indeed grown longer, and her hairstyle is the long and droopy hair of Goddess Yan.

She went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, but there was no sign of her in the mirror.

She was a little depressed, and touched her hair again, and turned into short hair again.

She stood in front of the mirror for a long time, and I saw her hair grow longer. This time her hair drooped to her waist, longer than Goddess Yan's hair. She herself saw the drooping ends.

She was a little surprised and a little happy.

After turning around, she returned to her bedroom and went to get paper and pen, but she still couldn't leave anyone with a message.

She stared at the paper and pen for a long time, tore off the paper from the note and placed it on the ground one by one, as if she wanted to spell out a word.

I only saw a straight line that was tilted. As she continued, the first piece of paper burned strangely. In a blink of an eye, the paper was burned all over by the green ghost fire.

The girl screamed in fear.

I was also surprised.
Chapter completed!