Under the same sky, an icy full moon hung high in the sky.

On the deserted green hill, a girl in a grass-green hat sits on the edge of the cliff, looking out at the distant mountains.

The night in Tibetan areas is very quiet.

Seeing the lights of the city, you can't hear the roar of cars.

Even the moonlight projected from the sky seemed very bright.

Under such a cold and clear moonlight, the girl sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff was covered with a faint silver light, like a snow sculpture artwork.

At a certain moment, she seemed to be aware of something, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked into the distance.

"Are you worried..."

Plum lowered the brim of his hat, and the corners of his mouth at the edge of the shadow slightly raised, revealing a strange smile.

"Scumbags are not so good."

"If you can't even pass your own level, how can you make others happy?"

The girl in the moonlight gave a soft low smile.

"Come on, smelly Aming. When you become enlightened, then you will be able to see me."

"Well... I hope you will realize it sooner."

The girl clapped her hands and stood up on the edge of the cliff, "It's so fun outside, maybe I don't want to go back after shopping for a long time."

With that, she turned and looked behind her.

In the shadows behind her, there were a pair of dark green eyes looming in the darkness.

Although there are fewer active wolves in Tibetan areas than in the last century, it does not mean that they do not exist.

Looking at these hunters hiding in the dark, Li Zi smiled lightly.

"Want to eat me?"

She looked at the wolves and looked at the dozen pairs of strange green eyes, her eyes suddenly cold.

"roll!"

The moment this word was spit out, there seemed to be some kind of terrifying breath spreading in the air.

The dozen or so hungry hungry wolves were all startled in horror, retreating in horror, and quickly fled here with their tails between them, as if they had encountered a terrifying top predator.

In the moonlight, the figure on the cliff had disappeared silently.

As if no one had ever appeared there, there was no trace left.

Only the moon in the night sky stared at this land indifferently, without saying a word...

...

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Early in the morning, the smell of food floated from the kitchen.

Ying Sixue rubbed her eyes, dressed in her nightdress, and slowly went downstairs.

When she saw the busy back in the kitchen, she heard a strange drama singing.

"...Everyone praises me for Pan An's appearance, so the **** hat looks like a wow..."

This sound of singing came from the other party's cell phone.

Ying Sixue was startled slightly.

And Yang Xuming in the kitchen also heard the footsteps behind him, he quickly turned off the music on the phone, and turned to say.

"have you woken up?"

Yang Xuming said with concern, "Why get up so early? Don't you sleep a little longer?"

Ying Sixue smiled, "The smell in the kitchen is too fragrant, I can't sleep...what did you eat this morning? It smells so fragrant."

Yang Xuming shrugged, "It's only fried noodles, you can wait a little longer."

With that, he added some noodles to the pot.

A few minutes later, Yang Xuming walked over with two bowls of fried noodles, "I thought you would sleep a little longer and didn't make too much."

After Ying Sixue took his bowl, she sniffed her nose and showed an intoxicated expression, "It's so fragrant...you have such a good cooking skill, let me live the days of eating instant noodles a lot. I guess I can't stand it anymore."

Yang Xuming smiled, "It's okay, tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I will make it for you."

"Yeah," Ying Sixue nodded, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the noodles in the bowl in small bites.

At the dinner table, there was a sudden silence between the two.

However, this quiet atmosphere seemed a bit embarrassing and stiff at this time.

But neither of the parties was aware of it.

After Yang Xuming put down his chopsticks after eating the noodles, he said, "I'm going to class, you eat slowly. If you are tired after eating, you can go back and sleep for a while."

"There are leftovers from last night in the refrigerator. If you are hungry at noon, use the microwave to heat it up. It shouldn't affect the taste."

"There is the pork rib soup I cooked in the casserole, you just need to heat it up."

"Call me if you have anything, and I'll be right back."

After Yang Xuming told a lot of things, he was holding the book and preparing to leave.

Ying Sixue sat at the dining table and smiled, "Don't worry, don't worry, I know, I haven't reached seven or eight months now, it's okay. Study hard at school, don't hook up with female students all day long."

Yang Xuming smiled and shook his head, and left.

With the sound of the door closing, he completely left the villa.

The smile on Ying Sixue's face at the dining table also disappeared.

She sat at the dining table, quietly looking at the noodles in front of her, and was silent for a while.

Then, I found out the phone and searched the lyrics I just heard.

[Everyone praises me for Pan Anmei. It turns out that the gauze hat cover is from Huangmei Opera "The Son-in-law", which is a classic song of Huangmei Opera...]

After seeing this line of text, Ying Sixue exhaled slowly.

"Huangmei Opera..."

Putting down the phone in her hand, she covered her head and let out a bitter laugh.

Ying Sixue remembers that Yang Xuming once said that Li Zi, who was born in Jiujiang and raised by his grandparents, liked to listen to Huangmei Opera when he was alive.

Before today, Ying Sixue had never seen Yang Xuming listened to Huangmei Opera.

At the dining table, Ying Sixue's bitter whispers sounded.

"It seems that I acted too hastily and messed up things..."

...

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"Attend class."

"Old ~ teacher~ good~"

In the uniform voices of the students, Yang Xuming on the podium smiled, "Please sit down."

He opened the textbook and said, "Today I will give you the first lesson. Everyone turns to page 87..."

Yang Xuming said, his eyes swept across the classroom.

The students in the classroom turned to page 87 in accordance with his request.

Today is the second day of Yang Xuming's internship and the first day to give lectures on stage.

Teacher Ke Ren sat in the back row, watching him lecture with a smile.

The students who had known him for a long time had no resistance to his new teacher, and they all cooperated very well.

But after Yang Xuming glanced around in the classroom, he suddenly found an empty seat.

That vacant seat seems to be Gu Wen’s position...

And Gu Wen was indeed not seen in the classroom.

Yang Xuming frowned and asked, "That vacancy is..."

The head teacher sitting in the classroom explained, "That's Gu Wen, a little girl in the class, took sick leave today."

"Oh," Yang Xuming nodded, without asking too much.

He continued to lecture.

But after I realized that I scanned the empty table and chairs, my heart sank slightly.

Gu Wen took sick leave?

Didn't come to class?

Is this the ghost who killed her already ready to start...