Sweet Green Plum Cultivation Program

Chapter 113 The Abyss ([-])

The autumn rain continued, and it was rainy for several days in a row.The sharp drop in temperature makes people feel the bone-chilling chill brought by autumn.

After the baptism of wind and rain, the sycamore trees beside the road are now bare.The fallen sycamore leaves were wetted by the rain on the ground. From a distance, the ground was covered with a large reddish-brown area.

The students jumped over the stagnant water on the road, walked to the cafeteria in twos and threes holding umbrellas, and went to have breakfast.

Zhou Luo was still struggling with the math problem in the morning and didn't eat breakfast.Now everyone went out to eat, and only she and An Mu were left in the classroom.

An Mu lay on the table, motionless.

Zhou Luo only thought he was catching up on sleep, glanced at him, and didn't make a sound to disturb him.

Where she couldn't see, An Mu kept covering his stomach with his hand, looking painful.

Lin Jingjing came in in a hurry, holding a box of medicine in her hand.She took An Mu's cup and took a cup of hot water from the water dispenser, then called An Mu.

An Mu's face was as pale as paper, and the hand holding the water glass couldn't stop shaking.In order to hold the water glass firmly, every finger was exerting force, and the knuckles were faintly white.

He swallowed the medicine with water, but his pale face didn't get any relief.

"You can't do this, why don't you go to the infirmary?" Lin Jingjing looked at his face and couldn't help reminding.

He nodded weakly, stood up unsteadily, remained silent for two seconds, and then suddenly fell backwards on his back.

"An Mu!" Lin Jingjing exclaimed.

Hearing the sound, Zhou Luo stood up abruptly and ran towards An Mu's direction. In a hurry, he knocked over a stack of books on Bai Luofan's desk and scattered them all over the floor.

She couldn't care less about the book either.

"What happened to him?" she asked as they walked.

Lin Jingjing was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurried to help him, "I have a stomach problem again, and it has been like this since morning."

It took a lot of effort for the two girls to just lift An Mu up, let alone drag him to the infirmary.Just in trouble, Xu Gan happened to pass by.

Xu Gan inquired about the situation, immediately picked up An Mu and prepared to go downstairs, and ordered Lin Jingjing to inform Song Yao to contact her parents. Zhou Luo stayed for a while, then turned and went back to clean up the mess just now.

She picked up the books on the floor, stacked them one by one and put them on the table.A piece of paper fell out of an unknown book and fell to the ground backwards.

She glanced at it and reached out to pick it up, but the words on the flipped paper dazzled her eyes.

As if under a holding spell, she squatted on the ground and stared blankly at the piece of paper.

"Application for Transfer" was clearly printed on it, in black and white, each word stimulated her nerves.

As if she couldn't read, she didn't know how long she stared at it.

One after another, some students came back after dinner. She came back to her senses, pursed her lips, put the form in his book, and then tidied up his desk, as if nothing had happened.

About 5 minutes later, Bai Luofan brought back a bag of breakfast for her, "Hurry up and eat, it will get cold later."

Zhou Luo pinched her own palm to calm herself down, "I'll eat later."

He groaned, lowered his head and started writing the paper.

Holding the pen, Zhou Luo's eyelashes trembled again and again. She bit her lip tightly, but she didn't ask anything after all.

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The study in the third year of high school is mainly based on brushing questions. The first section is history class. The teacher asked everyone to do a set of multiple-choice questions first.

She was a little absent-minded, and she was distracted twice in just 10 minutes. She pressed the automatic pencil on the paper, and it broke off one piece after another.

She was restless and confused, and always felt empty in her heart, accompanied by waves of fear that she couldn't explain where she came from.She took several deep breaths, but there was no relief at all.

In the middle of the class, Song Yao came in from the back door and muttered something to the history teacher. The history teacher nodded and Song Yao walked towards her.

Song Yao couldn't see any superfluous expression on her face, she couldn't guess what was going on, and she was even more flustered.

Song Yao took her to the office and gave her a slip of absence.

"Teacher, why did you give me a leave note?" She couldn't help asking.

Song Yao's eyes flickered, she held her glasses frame with her fingers, and smiled, but she didn't answer her question, "Your mother said that she will pick you up later, you can wait for her at the door in 10 minutes."

"But why..."

"It's okay, you can go back to class first, don't forget to go to the door later." Song Yao interrupted her.

Holding the slip of leave hesitantly, she walked out of the office slowly.She repeatedly checked the reason for asking for leave on the leave note, and there were only four short words "going home due to business". She couldn't see anything, but the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense.

Changhe would not let the students delay the class casually when they were so busy in the third year of high school, there must be some irresistible reason.Song Yao hesitated again, not telling her the reason...

She panicked badly.

What happened in the end?

After waiting for less than 10 minutes, she simply packed up her things and went to the door.

The rain had stopped for a while in the morning, and now it was drizzling again.

Wearing a small umbrella, she ran quickly to the guard room and handed the slip to the security guard on duty.The uncle was chatting with another young man, took the note, glanced at it quickly, and asked her to go to the desk to write the record.

The young man seemed to be very interested in investment and financial management. He dragged the old man to talk eloquently, and the old man listened with relish.When it comes to stocks, the uncle asked the young people for advice.The young man suddenly showed a sad face.

"Oh brother, don't mention it, I recently lost money because of stocks. A while ago, the Zhou Group was doing well. I thought it should make a profit and I bought a lot. I didn't expect this company to go bankrupt overnight. The founder jumped off the building last night, who do you think I should talk to for reasoning!"

The uncle still wanted to comfort the young man, but he didn't notice that the little girl who was writing the record behind her turned pale when she heard this, and stood up from the chair with a "bass", and said in a terrified voice, "What did you say?"

The old man and the young man didn't know why, so they looked at her together.She rushed over with a stride, grabbed the young man's clothes, and screamed almost crazily: "What did you just say?"

The girl's pupils suddenly constricted, and the hand holding the clothes trembled uncontrollably.

A chill rose from the soles of the feet and spread to the limbs.There was a buzzing in her ears, and she seemed to hear something the young man said, but she didn't seem to hear it.

The door of the guard room was not closed tightly, and the wind came in through the gap, and she shivered.The tinnitus became more and more serious, and a fishy sweetness welled up in the throat.Trembling, she let go of the young man, and her arms dropped limply.

His field of vision suddenly dimmed, and suddenly he couldn't see anything clearly.

Losing her sense of direction, she staggered a few steps and fell headlong.When her consciousness was blurred, her nasal cavity became hot, and a warm and fishy-sweet liquid gushed out. She frowned, and lost consciousness the next second.

At this moment, there was a strong wind, and the rain was blown obliquely by the wind.

The small guardhouse was engulfed by the sudden intensification of wind and rain, and it was already in chaos.

(End of this chapter)