You are my wife, don't doubt it!

So, she not only wrote it for herself, but also went all the way - after all, if she just gave it to him privately at home, it would seem a bit like playing house. She had to use the EMS postal system to send it to the class, or personally visit him in person like this, in order to have such a complete sense of ceremony.

"You think too much," Yu Luying commented on this: "Are you the only one like this, or do all boys like to dramatize themselves in this way?"

"What's your opinion? What does she actually think?"

"She actually just wanted to tell the guys in school to stop chasing her. She was so innocent."

"Oh, that's for me too." Xiao Yao said.

"as long as you are happy."

Now it’s time to get down to business.

As mentioned before: On Thursday and Friday, Xiao Yao and Yu Luying visited all grades and the entire school in an attempt to find out the commonalities among the victims of "sleeping sickness" and to analyze whether there was any pattern.

"Is there any pattern to this?" Yu Luying said.

"Of course there is a pattern," Xiao Yao told Yu Luying, "I didn't notice it before. After the one from our poetry club got caught in the rain, I remembered to ask Shen Jie who the person with sleeping sickness was in their class. Guess who it was?"

"Don't keep me in suspense, if you have something to say, just say it!"

"It's Wei Sidong." Xiao Yao told Yu Luying.

"Wei Sidong is from Saning, and he is from Fanning. (Who is Wei Sidong? I don't know him.)" Yu Luying said, "I still miss Xiang Yu, why didn't he cross the Yangtze River?"

"What a mess," Xiao Yao said, "Wei Sidong was one of the first three people to send love letters to Shen Jie. He wrote a very long letter to Shen Jie, remember?"

"How should I remember? I haven't seen it." Yu Luying said.

"Later, I wrote him an 800-word letter in reply," Xiao Yao said.

"You probably didn't eat enough." Yu Luying said.

"See? Did you find a pattern?" Xiao Yao said, "Lin Yu from our poetry club also wrote a love letter to Shen Jie. You haven't forgotten that, have you?"

"What do you want to say?" Yu Luying stopped and said, "Shen Jie is a witch? Anyone who likes her will suffer misfortune?"

"Ha, ha, ha." Xiao Yao said: "I didn't say that, but the direction is like this. The clues of both people are concentrated on Shen Jie."

"If Shen Jie is this kind of witch, shouldn't you be the first to die?" Yu Luying said unhappily.

"Well, this is a question," Xiao Yao nodded and said, "Is it possible that only those who truly like her will be devoured, and the person I like more is actually n..."

"You don't think I'll be happy to hear such glib words, do you?" Yu Luying said angrily, "I'll tell Shen Jie when I get home."

"Don't worry," Xiao Yao said quickly, "It was just a joke, why did you take it so seriously?"

"So you were just joking when you said you liked me, right?" Yu Luying said.

Xiao Yao thought about it seriously and said, "Why don't you just kill me?"

"I want to live a few more years." Yu Luying said with a smile.

When Xiao Yao heard this, he remembered something and felt a chill in his heart.

The two kids started walking again, heading towards their destination class.

"There are only two people, the sample size is too small, and it can't prove anything," Yu Luying continued, "I tend to think that you are imagining things. After all, Wei Sidong and Lin Yu had eaten white rice before the incident."

"You're right," Xiao Yao told Yu Luying, "That's why I need to visit. I need to confirm my hypothesis, or disprove it."

"But what's the point?" Yu Luying asked Xiao Yao: "The organization has already intervened in the investigation, don't you know?"

"I am an assistant," Xiao Yao hammered his waist, "Isn't this also a kind of assistance?"

As they were talking, the two kids had already reached the door of Grade 7 () Class.

"According to my reliable information," Xiao Yao said mysteriously to Yu Luying, "Qian Chengbin from Class 7 of Grade 0 is the first victim of sleeping sickness in our school, Patient No. ."

"Do we need reliable tips for this?" Yu Luying said, "Ask anyone and they will know if Qian Chengbin is among those who wrote love letters to Shen Jie?"

"No," Xiao Yao took out the painting, "but there was a guy who didn't leave his name, he just drew this picture, and then left his QQ number, like an old man - only this one, I didn't reply to him."

Yu Luying reached out and took the painting.

It was a simple sketch of a boy lying sideways and a girl lying sideways facing him. The boy was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Common sense would indicate that those flowers were roses.

"The painting is okay." said Yu Luying.

"Isn't that right?" Xiao Yao said.

The following words were written on the edge of the painting.

“Quand toutes les feuilles tomberont…”

Yu Luying: "This seems to be French."

"You also know French?" Xiao Yao was surprised.

“Not sure, it just feels like it,” Yu Luying said cautiously.

"What does that mean? Translate it." Xiao Yao urged.

"I know French, not French." Yu Luying told Xiao Yao.

"weak."

On the back of this page is written QQ:XXXXXXXXX

Two horizontal lines were drawn, making it look like a perfect score.

Yu Luying looked around and saw that there was no one who looked like a teacher nearby, so she secretly took out her cell phone.

Mobile QQ, start!

“3……3……2……7……”郁璐颖输入了这串9位的QQ号码。

"How about it, what's your QQ name?"

“Subsequently.” Yu Luying read out.

"What the hell is that?" Xiao Yao muttered, leaning over to take a look.

"Later, it means afterwards." Yu Luying said.

"I know." Xiao Yao said.

"You know this because I know it?" Yu Luying said.

"Well, whatever. Do you want to ask or should I ask?" Xiao Yao said.

"Whatever." Yu Luying thought for a moment and said, "You go by yourself."

“Gray, gray, classmate, classmate.” Xiao Yao held onto the door frame of the front door of Grade 7 () and shouted to a short girl wearing glasses.

"A sophomore..." The little girl adjusted her glasses and sat still: "Who are you looking for?"

Xiao Yao thought, China prides itself on being a great country with a strong sense of propriety, but when we see a sophomore, we just ask, "Sophomore?"

If this happened in Neon, wouldn’t people stand up and call out “Sanbai (Senior)” respectfully?

Yu Luying gently hit him, then came up to him and took over the conversation: "Classmate, Qian Chengbin is in your class, right?"

"Yes, he is in the hospital." The little girl pouted.

"Hey, we know this too," Xiao Yao said with a smile, "We just want to know, does anyone in your class know what his QQ name is?"

"Who knows?" the little girl said, "I don't know."

Chapter 375

2023-11-09

"Hey, we know this too," Xiao Yao said with a smile, "We just want to know, does anyone in your class know what his QQ name is?"

"Who knows?" the little girl said, "I don't know."

It was lunch time, and there were not many people in the classroom. Some people were taking a nap on the table. Before Xiao Yao and the other two could get the information they wanted, they were kicked out by the young man in the first year of high school.

Helplessly, the two had to go to Grade 2 () to investigate first.

Along the way, Xiao Yao was complaining indignantly about the decline of morals, the decay of human ethics, the breakdown of social etiquette, and the lack of respect for elders among the freshmen in the first year of high school.

"That's enough, you," Yu Luying said, "you are still the elder."

Then, Xiao Yao analyzed to Yu Luying the historical reasons why there is such a lack of order of seniority in the current era in the country, and threatened to teach these "brain-dead post-90s" a good lesson in the "collective subconscious".

Yu Luying knew that he was just speaking in anger, so she stopped trying to persuade him. She just listened with a smile. Soon, the two of them arrived at the door of Grade 2 ().

This time they were lucky. They soon found out that it was Ren Jiaming from Class 2, Grade 2. “Subsequently” was his QQ name. At the same time, Ren Jiaming was also the art class representative of Class . His drawing skills were good enough to draw such a picture.

"Do you know what's going on?" Ren Jiaming's friend asked them nervously, "We are really worried about him."

"He'll be fine." Xiao Yao could only comfort him in this way.

Three of the four pieces of the puzzle have been put together. Although there is still one piece missing, even Yu Luying has to admit that Xiao Yao's inference seems very convincing.

After all, finding such clues is not like doing a proof in a math test where everything has to be perfect.

During their visit, they bumped into Director Lin in the corridor, who looked worried. He looked distracted, and Xiao Yao called him several times before he heard, "Ah, ah."

"It's really a bit strange." Xiao Yao said as he looked at Director Lin's receding back.

"If you were the head teacher and things like this happened one after another in the grade you were in charge of, you would be more panicked than him." Yu Luying said to Xiao Yao.

After school, Yu Luying decisively skipped the orchestra's activities and went straight to Yu Bo to report what she had investigated.

"What do you mean? What do you want to express?" Yu Bo sat behind his desk with his fingers crossed.

"I think, could it be Zhang Zhengkai..." Xiao Yao hesitated and asked.

"Zhang Zhengkai has no temple." Yu Bo reminded Xiao Yao.

"Are you going to turn a blind eye to such an obvious fact?" Xiao Yao was a little anxious: "Whether it is Zhang Zhengkai or not, this matter is obviously related to Shen Jie."

"I have received the clues you provided." Yu Bo replied without any expression or tone: "We will take it into consideration seriously."

"You better not be diplomatic!" Xiao Yao said angrily: "Also, if I were you, the four people who are already lying in the hospital -"

Yu Bo held his forehead with a tired hand and said, "I've already sent someone to check it out."

"I've checked, so what's the conclusion?" Xiao Yao asked.

Yu Bo hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Xiao Yao stared at him.

"They seem to be trapped in their own world," Yu Bo finally said, "The cause of this phenomenon is still unclear. If we don't find out, we won't be able to rescue them safely... I will report the intelligence and analysis you provided truthfully. I assure you that this is not diplomatic rhetoric."

"That's good." Xiao Yao said.

"But I'm wondering about one thing now." Yu Bo stared at Xiao Yao, and his eyes made him feel a little scared.

"What?" Xiao Yao was stunned.

"Why do all these shadowy events - almost all, most of the events, revolve around Xiao Shen and you?" Yu Bo asked word by word.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yao shouted.

"Yes, uncle, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of it suddenly and unintentionally." Yu Bo waved his hand.

"What you said about being trapped in your own world, isn't it a bit like when I was trapped in the parent-child education center of Teacher Yao's school?" Yu Luying suddenly remembered something.

"I have never been to Mr. Yao's spiritual world," Yu Bo said, spreading his hands. "You should ask yourself, Xiao Xiao, Xiao Shen and the others this question."

"If that's the case," Xiao Yao asked Yu Bo, "how can we prevent ourselves from falling into this autistic state of sleeping sickness? If we are trapped in our own world, how can we get out of it?"

"I can't answer the first question yet, but it stands to reason that people like you who have a strong spiritual fortress are unlikely to be infected. Well, at least they are much more resistant than ordinary people." Yu Bo thought for a moment and replied, "As for the second question... According to my own understanding or conjecture, people often cannot walk out of their own world. In fact, it is not that they can't, but that they don't want to."

"Uncle," Yu Luying complained, "It's already this hour, and you're still talking in riddles."

"Niece, I've said too much, too much." Yu Bo told Yu Luying: "You just need to know that the organization is studying and following up on this matter. There are some clues, but they are not yet completely clear. Just know this, that's all."

Xiao Yao & Yu Luying: "..."

The two young men looked at each other.

"But since you mentioned the experience of being trapped in Mr. Yao's hall..." Yu Bo further suggested: "Why not ask him himself?"

"One last thing," Xiao Yao stood up, "Before I leave, I would like to ask the priest one last thing. If it is inconvenient, you don't have to answer."

"Ask." Yu Bo said.

Yu Luying sat up and looked at Xiao Yao.