March 9th, rain.

At the foot of Taishan, Xintai City, Xinwen Middle School.

With the sound of school bells ringing through every corner of the school, the silent campus was immediately overwhelmed by the noise.

Three or five groups of students poured out of the classroom and laughed and walked to the school gate.

With an umbrella, Luo Li was carrying an umbrella, and the face was full of anxiety in the students, and when he came to the school gate, he saw that Liu Qingming, an English teacher, was putting a briefcase on his head to block the rain, and waved to let a taxi stop and plan to get on the car.

“The teacher.”

Luo Li trotted forward and put Liu Qingming's umbrella.

"It's Lorraine."

Liu Qingming looked back at Luo Li, with a smile on his face.

"Teacher, don't get out."Laurel put the umbrella in the hands of Liu Qingming.

"It's raining, you give the teacher an umbrella, and you."Liu Qingming asked.

Laurel smiled, one side, and got into the taxi, "I'll take a taxi."

Liu Qing's name froze.

Close the car door, down the car window, Luo Li said: "Teacher, I think you should reflect on the wind and rain, I clearly this English test is tied with the first 145 points of the first grade, you are in front of the whole class to make me a little, say I take less, say I lose your face, I am strange, I have nothing worse than the first, 14.5 ah, the first place is less than me, I do not like him less, and I do not like him, you know that if you do not know.

He finished, went up to the window, told the driver the address, and the taxi went out.

With an umbrella, Liu Qingming stood in the rain, looked at the far away taxi, and then looked at the road teeth that were shorter than the heel of some female teachers, and he wanted to climb up and jump.

Through the rearview mirror, looking at Liu Qingming's messy appearance in the wind, Luo Lihe laughed twice, leaning back, his eyes closed, and soon fell asleep.

It’s not a fake sleep, it’s a real sleep, and it’s very dead.

Just because the mysterious call that had been with him for a year rang in his mind again when the school bell rang.

Whenever this happens, Laurel can not control the sleep state, no matter what kind of mental state he is, will fall asleep in a short time, in any environment.

For example, he once participated in a three-kilometer run at the Games and fell asleep in the middle.

Sleeping in the final exam.

Go to sleep in the toilet.

This time, the experience has long given Lori psychological preparation, and every time the mysterious call sounded in his mind, he will find a place to sleep as soon as possible.

This time is no exception.

A slight snoring came out in Luo Li’s mouth and nose, and the familiar, no longer familiar, dreamlike scene reappeared.

In the chaos, a huge figure appeared.

This man, wearing a purple crown, looks like a sunset, three long besed to float on the chest, a yellow robe, swinging with the wind, like a fairy under the world.

As this person appeared, the ground of nothingness surged out a white lotus flower, and the sky was full of color, and there was more fairy sound.

Two words came up again in Lori’s mind.

Every time he saw this scene, he unconsciously came up with these two words in his mind.

Holy Father!

Unlike in the past, there was no special move when the Holy Father appeared, but quietly stood in front of Lori, and now, Luo Li keenly found that the Holy Father actually showed a smile, and then "bang" a sound, the Holy Father collapsed, transformed into countless small snow and white particles, all poured into the body of Lori.

Sleeping Lori felt a sharp pain in his body, as if it had been torn to pieces and reassembly.

The pain woke him up, and when he opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the taxi.