The white three leaves took the hand of the moon and came to the first fork in the road outside the school.Cun novel is free to read.

He squatted down, and he squatted down the moon.

He looked at him and sat down.

They squatted at the crossroads, and at this time they were not left for school, so few people walked through the intersection.She saw an old lady walking to the intersection fork, placed a bowl of rice at the four junctions, and then babbling at the rice god, and did not know what to read.The old lady worshipped a bowl of rice and left after the worship.

White asked, “How many points do you have in your school?”

New Moon: "Five o'clock."

White looked at his watch and found that he was only ten minutes away from school.So he said to the moon: "You go over, put the aunt's job up, and then you circle in that intersection, hand must keep patting the job in your hand, be sure to make a sound."No matter what you feel behind you, you must not look back, be sure to continue to go forward, until the teacher who hit you leaves school to see you, she will come to you, when you put the rice bowl into her hands, and then run back to me, so that your teacher will not dare to hit you when you see me."

The Lost Moon: “Why?”

White Sanye patted her little hand and said, "I told your teacher, from now on, I am your family."If she dares to hit you again, I will make her feel a hundred times the pain.”

The heart of the moon flowed into a warm current, happiness came too fast, but it made her feel unreal.She bowed her head and tried to hide her embarrassment, saying, "Isn't this I'm asking you why I should do that?"

White three-leaf eyebrows: “Are you afraid?”

“I’m not afraid,” said the moon.She was not afraid of anything, but when she heard Bai Sanye say to her, "Whatever you feel behind you, you must not look back", a wave of Sen Sen's chill came through the soles of her feet, making her think about this sentence now, and couldn't help but shake, as if something really followed behind it.

White three leaves smiled warmly, touched her little face, and said, "Don't be afraid, I will always protect you."

“I’m not afraid of dogs,” he said stubbornly.In order to prove that she was not afraid, she strode toward the intersection and picked up a bowl of rice that the old lady worshipped.She looked at the white three leaves, saw that he was still in the original place, and smiled warmly at herself.

People who look so good don’t lie.

She said to herself, thinking back to what White Three Leaf had said to her, and began to do it.

1.To always slap the job, you must make a sound.

2.Do not turn back.

3.To keep going.

4.Turn around the intersection.

It's not hard at all.

She did it according to the words of white three leaves, while shooting while walking, at the beginning, walking very fast, very easy, but when she turned to the fourth circle, she slowed down, because she heard a whirling, whirling voice.

The sound came from behind, like a pig waiting to eat.

She wanted to look back, suddenly remembered the white three-leaf exhortation, and bit her teeth, saying that she would never let the handsome uncle look down, saying that he would never look back if she did not turn back.

The more she went on, the more she felt the heavy steps, as if dragging many people.

And the sound of the whirling increased, and from time to time the sound of swallowing water.

Who is behind her?

She wanted to look back, but she promised that the white three leaves would not turn back.

Just take a look, just look at it.

Just when she could not bear her curiosity, she was about to turn her head to see the end, the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the convex mirror mounted on the intersection, and she saw

There is nothing behind.

So, where did that voice come from?

Whose voice, swallowing water, footsteps, who are these?

The more the moon thought, the more she was afraid, the more she crossed a road, and the evening sun pulled her shadow long, just to her right, and she saw

He has many hands on his shoulders in his shadow.

Ghosts

In an instant, the cold sweat came out, the feet were also shaking, the moon was ready to smash the rice bowl to run, tears in her eyes, she subconsciously looked at the white three leaves squatting in the place, making her feel desperate, even to her "Don't be afraid, I will always protect you" white three leaves are gone.

Liar

All are liars.

The tears of the moon flowed down, the sadness and disappointment replaced the fear, she forgot the ghost behind her shadow, unconsciously while wiping tears while patting the rice bowl, and went on.

Until

A hysterical voice came from the school gate, the head teacher came out with the flow of people, she saw the moon hovering at the crossroads, immediately took off her high heels rushed over, she rushed to the front of the moon, and shook her arm in a hurry: "You little bitch dared to pass my photos to the school forum."

Shuo Yue remembered the words of white three leaves, quickly tucked the rice bowl into the head teacher's hand, and then turned around and ran, she just turned into a person's arms, it was the white three leaves that disappeared before.

The head teacher was originally on fire, but after seeing the white three leaves, he did not dare to chase the moon, he had to laugh awkwardly, turned around, looked at the rice bowl in his hand, remembered that things were not smooth today, he was on fire, smashed the rice bowl to the ground, and put on high-heeled shoes and stepped on the rice, scolding and then "hate ghosts are annoying."

Just as she was leaving, the moon saw

There are many ghosts in her shadow.

The moon was scared to the soft legs and fell on the white three-leaf body.

White three leaves smiled, stretched out their fingers to rub her tear marks, and gently asked, “Fearful.”

The moon slapped him and said in exhalation, “No.”

“Then how to cry.”

"I thought you lied to me, leave me alone," the more the moon said the more angry, drumming the bun face did not want to talk to the white three leaves.

White three leaves grinned and handed her the juice in her hand: "I think my mouth is a little thirsty, I think you should also be thirsty, so go buy some water to drink, you should like orange juice."

"Well," she did not drink orange juice, from a young age, there was not much pocket money to buy these luxuries, but she did not want the white three leaves to look down, so she pretended to have once drunk, said coldly: "It's okay."

Then open the lid and drink, she found that a good drink of a pair of round and wide eyes were lit up.

White smiled and asked, “Are you hungry?”

“Hungry.”The moon nods its head.

The white three leaves scraped her little nose and said, “Take you to a good meal.”