I told the skinny them because I thought there was no danger, and the dream that day was just a false alarm.I took this as if I had been over-took, once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope, and jokingly asked them if I should see a psychiatrist.

Who knew that Chen Xiaoqiu suddenly said such a word.

I was shocked that the cup in my hand was on the table, and the water splashed out several drops.

“Impossible, isn’t it?You are exaggerating too.The green-leaf people must have this ability, and they can still...” The skinny man laughed twice.

“Maybe it’s the reward of Chico?”The fat man took another way to explain the behavior of Ao Ye, "They may have a place to use Chigo in the future, so give a deposit first, just like they helped a little before."

My face should be ugly, Guo Yujie has been staring at me with concern.

“It’s okay.Even if there is danger, they also give the amulet."I pulled the corners of my mouth.

Azure is not a panacea, but I have no other way.Is it difficult to transfer your sister to school at this time?It’s going to involve me a couple of times, otherwise how do I convince my parents and sister?Besides, is transfer useful?

I became irritable and began to think about the transfer of my sister.High school is very important, but it is not as important as life, really not, that is, it still has to transfer.

“Xi, don’t think too much about it.It's not going to happen, and it's not going to be a little girl."The skinny man patted me on the shoulder, "You have to worry, find a chance to go to school and see if you can catch a ghost."

"That's high school, not a college, and it's a campus."I said, “The school has been tough lately.I'll take her to school and see."

“The class that died was a high school student, wasn’t it?”Chen Xiaoqiu opened his mouth again.

As soon as she spoke, I felt hairy.

The other three also changed their faces.

My sister is a high school senior, they all know, so listening, are creepy.

My heart tightened and relaxed again, “No, the class that happened was now in the second-high school building.”High school teaching was newly built ten years ago.”

The red building in the third year of high school was built for ten years, or the last time the parents met, I heard those parents say a word.Because the construction time of the other two teaching buildings is different, the renovation time is separate.This summer, only the third-year building was renovated, and the other two buildings did not move.High school students were pulled to school in the summer, and they stayed in the classroom of the second year.

That classroom...

I was surrounded by a sweltering classroom and remembering that hot classroom.

It's not the same, right?Last time I didn’t feel anything, it was just hot, and then the window...

The thin man laughed twice, "I said, the accident is not the turn of the little."“Cyko, don’t worry.”

I went back to God and smiled at them.

After work, I did not go home to pick up my sister from school at the 18th.Today, the school gate is still a sea of people, but it is much better than yesterday, at least not blocked the car can not move.

People around me are talking about the spontaneous combustion of students, which is also on today's morning and evening newspaper, but also a big news in the city of Minqing.

“How many years is that student?”I asked a middle-aged man.

He was as enthusiastic as the aunt, and knew more than that aunt, “the second class.”My son and he have a class.I usually look at a normal child, not coming first to spontaneously ignite."

“How is it now?”

The people next to him came and went, and the middle-of-the-life was not tired of it, talking about the situation he knew.

I listened to it for a while, and I didn't get any other useful clues, and that "second class" had made my heart cold.

My sister was not in the second class when she was in high school, but at that time, the school was not divided according to the arts.When the summer break, the class is divided, and the parents meeting is also in accordance with that division.

High school (2) class . . . my sister said, I remember the brand.

“Brother!”

When my sister came out, the number of people at the school gate was already 80%.High school students are the latest in the school.

“Let's go.”I took my sister’s hand and went outside.

The sister "oh" said a word, looked back to her classmates, and complained: "Brother, what are you in a hurry?"Hungry?“Did your parents call?”

“No.”I answered sullenly.

“What’s wrong, brother?”My sister carefully looked at my look, “Isn’t it because you came to pick me up and delay your date with your sister-in-law?”

“Where’s your sister-in-law?”I couldn't cry.

“Aren’t you in love some time ago?”Return early and late, and sometimes not at night.”The sister smiled, "Don't think I'm a child, people now, I'll understand it when I'm eleven or 12."

“What do you think!”I rubbed her head hard.

18 miles from our house is a quarter of an hour's walk.

My sister took my hand and laughed along the way.

My heart was heavy, pretending to be casually asking, “Is the amulet still carrying it?”

“Take with me.”The sister pulled a red rope from the collar.

The red rope hooked her sister’s slender neck.She is at her best age, her skin is as white as snow, she can blow it, and she has not yet the biggest trouble of this age - pimples.

I looked at the scene and couldn’t help but think of the necks that were choked by Churun.

“Ah!”The sister cried out, pulled her hand out of my arms, raised her hand and patted me on the arm, “Brother, how old are I, do you still play this with me?”

I immediately apologize.

Because the age difference is not small, my sister and I can't play together.When I was a child, my sister liked to follow me, I used her as a toy, the boy was naughty, and some were not heavy.She was crying by me, I turned my head and was beaten by my father, and I cried.My parents said that we were both crying and we continued to make such nonsense.

I touched her wrist and lowered her eyes.

“Okay, brother, nothing.”My sister smiled and pulled back her hand and took my arm again.

"Nothing, nothing."

Ye Qing reminded me to use my dream, I can save the captain and his daughter, but also to save my sister.Whatever it was, I wouldn’t let it hurt my sister.

That night I went into my dream again.

More than one fireman appeared in the dream, they were tall and fat and thin, lined up in a neat queue, standing still.

“What are you going to do?”I endured a stronger heat than the last time, and asked, “You are high school students in the 18th Middle School of Minqing City, right?”You died in a fire before your graduation trip, and all but one of the students you excluded from the class died.This is what happened 20 years ago, and what do you want to do now?

The fire was burning more and more, but no one moved, and no one spoke.

I felt the anger and hate in that fire.

Revenge?

“There was no evidence of that student...”

Call!

The fire burned out and jumped on me!