I don''t know why, I always feel something is wrong with Mo liangye today.

    But I can''t tell what''s wrong.

    "Are you... Are you sure it''s ok?" I asked uneasily.

    Mo liangye hesitated and didn''t speak for a long time.

    Seeing him like this, I immediately became more sure that something was wrong with him. I simply asked, "is it because of Li Manshu?"

    Because in addition to this matter, I don''t think there is anything else that can make Mo liangye so abnormal.

    Sure enough, hearing my inquiry, Mo liangye nodded, sighed and said, "madam, I''m sorry, we haven''t caught her yet. I didn''t mean to tell you that I was afraid that you would live in fear, but now that you have guessed it, I won''t hide it from you. "

    I was relieved to see him so frank.

    Say not afraid of Li Manshu that is false, but I am more afraid of, in fact, is mo liangye heart something to hide from me.

    I''m his wife and I hope to share the responsibility with him no matter what happens.

    Thinking of this, I reached for Mo liangye''s handsome cheek and said, "it''s OK. I know you will catch her one day, right?"

    Mo liangye nodded and said: "yes, even if she ran to the ends of the earth, I will catch her back, no longer let you worry."

    Voice just fell, ink cool night will I firmly hoop into the arms, and bow deeply kiss my lips.

    Seeing this scene, Guoguo, who was standing behind me, immediately covered her eyes with her hands, yelled "shame" and ran out of the bedroom.

    Then, Mo liangye closed the door of the bedroom with his mind, and then crushed me on the bed, inch by inch

    This whole night, Guoguo did not return to the bedroom, so that the next morning, as soon as Mo liangye left, he ran to my room with a face of resentment to complain to me.

    "Mom, dad is a villain. He has taken over you all night, which makes Xiaoling and I sleep together with grandma Tai."

    I pinched Guoguo''s small face and said with a smile, "Guoguo, when you grow up, when you have your favorite person, you will be the same as your father."

    Unexpectedly, Guoguo didn''t pay any attention to me at all. Instead, he reached out and touched my stomach directly. He murmured in a low voice: "I don''t know if my father hurt my sister. Warm, brother, blow for you

    With that, Guoguo actually blew air on my stomach.

    Well, this boy has entered the role of brother so soon!

    However, I asked for a few days'' leave before. Today I have to go to school. By the way, I''ll give them the gifts I prepared for Fang Jiajia and ye Zichen.

    So, after breakfast, I gave Guoguo and Xiaoling to my grandmother, and then I took my bag and drove to school.

    However, what I didn''t expect was that there was no one in the classroom.

    I went. What''s the situation?

    Did I go to the wrong classroom?

    I looked up at the number of the classroom, 502, that''s right!

    Is the whole class late today?

    Impossible, even if Fang Jiajia and ye Zichen are late, those Xueba in the class will never be late.

    Why is there no one in the classroom today?

    It''s really evil!

    Coincidentally, when I was puzzled, a girl from the next class passed by the door of our classroom. I quickly grabbed her and asked, "classmate, do you know where all the people in our class have gone? Why didn''t they come to class today? "

    "Class? All the counselors in your class have passed away. Who is still in the mood for class? "

    When I heard this, I was in a daze.

    Counselor... Died?

    But I talked to her on the phone just before I went to Thailand.

    At that time, she also said that she had something to ask me for help. Why did she die in just a few days?

    No, I don''t believe it. Although people are in danger, I don''t believe Mr. Guo will leave us like this.

    So I dialed Mr. Guo.

    The long bell rang for a long time before it was picked up.

    "Hello... Who''s calling?" The other side is a tired male voice.

    I thought I had the wrong number. I picked up my cell phone and looked at it again. I was sure that it was Mr. Guo''s phone number, so I asked, "Hello, I''m Mr. Guo''s student. I have something to do with her. Is it convenient for her to answer the phone?"

    Hearing this, the other side was silent for a long time, and finally said: "she may never get your phone again, she died."

    "PATA", my mobile phone fell to the ground instantly.

    Go to the world

    It turns out that what the girl in the next class said just now is true.

    Miss Guo really left us forever.

    I couldn''t help crying in the corner of the classroom.

    Two years ago, it was here that the young and beautiful teacher Guo came into the classroom for the first time and infected us with a warm smile.

    "Hello, everyone. Welcome to this class. My name is Guo Yinyin, your counselor..."

    That scene of that year, frame by frame, just like it happened yesterday.

    But now, teacher Guo actually died like this?

    How can I accept this reality?

    After crying for a long time, I picked up my cell phone from the ground and called Fang Jiajia.

    According to Fang Jiajia''s address, I drove to the funeral home where Mr. Guo''s body was.

    At the moment, there are already full of students in our class.

    I walked in slowly, kowtowed three heads to teacher Guo''s body according to the rules, put on three sticks of incense, and then followed the crowd around the body for three times.

    However, when I saw the remains of teacher Guo, I was puzzled.

    According to the custom of funeral, after the death of the dead, they should clean up their appearance and make up for the dead. After being worshipped by their relatives and friends, they are sent to the incinerator for cremation. Finally, they are buried in the cemetery by their closest relatives holding the urn.

    But it''s strange that on such a hot day, Mr. Guo''s face was actually wearing a mask. Not only could he not see the face clearly, but also he was not sure whether the person lying there was Mr. Guo.

    It''s said that Mr. Guo''s husband is also an intellectual. He can''t even understand the most basic funeral customs.

    In this case, why do you let Mr. Guo wear a mask at such a time?

    However, even though I was confused, I honestly walked around teacher Guo''s body for three times before I pulled Fang Jiajia and ye Zichen out of the hall.

    "Come on, what''s going on? Why does Mr. Guo wear a mask to enter the spirit? " I asked, frowning.

    Fang Jiajia looked at me, sighed deeply, and said, "if you don''t wear a mask, it''s estimated that the funeral will not be completed."

    "What do you mean? What''s a funeral without a mask? " I don''t understand of ask a way.

    "Xiaofei, you don''t know that Miss Guo died so miserably. His whole face was cut, bloody, and he didn''t wear a mask. It was really frightening to death!" Ye Zichen said with orchid fingers.