Zhu Long was again ill, his expression was awkward, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, but it is strange that Zhu Long’s scarlet eyes have tears in addition to bloodshot eyes.

He looks very painful.

Several people joined forces to drag Zhu Long to a place where there were few people, but in the process it attracted some people's attention. Fortunately, they did not catch up.

"Zhu Long upset the dissection table in the lab building, and the administrator of the lab building is likely to chase it. This is not the worst. Zhu Long has engraved a Zhu character behind the dissection table. This word is likely to be Alarming the people behind the school!"

Chen Ge is very cautious, regardless of whether the matter is exposed or not, he will consider it in the worst direction.

“The West Campus has everything on the surface. It’s because there’s a 'thing’ that maintains the school’s order and transports all negative emotions to the East Campus. If those managers see the extra word “Zhu” behind the dissection table, they will be aware There have been problems with students."

Speeding up the pace, Chen Ge will not bet on his opponent is a fool, what he can do now is to quickly leave the scene.

"Teacher, let's take him to the infirmary. He doesn't seem to be sick. This kid must have concealed his true situation before joining the club. He may have a history of mental illness!" Zhou Tu didn't want to. With these strange members of the community, he is going to send the weekly map to the infirmary and go to the counselor to see if he can withdraw from the club. If it doesn't work, then the two credits will not be used. After all, it is smaller than the credits. Life is important.

"Do you think he has a mental problem?" Escaped, Chen Ge did not have time to disguise as a teacher of harmony.

Slightly on the side, Chen Song glanced at Zhou Tu, his face was smiling, but Zhou Tu saw his smile and felt a deep chill. The white teacher seemed to be a double personality, sometimes warm, sometimes Also people dare not approach.

"No, no, I just guessed that a big living person suddenly shouted to kill something, which is too abnormal." Zhou Tu moved a step toward Wang Yicheng.

"Weekly, in any respect, you are not qualified to say him. In my opinion, you are the one who is the deepest in the community." Chen Ge said that he paused a little and kept a smile: "Of course Except me."

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Tu was angry and afraid of Chen Ge, and his tone was not as good as before.

"Now tell you that you won't believe it." Chen Ge grabbed Zhu Long and didn't raise his head: "When I take you into the art club, let you see the scenes in your dreams, you are expected to become more than He still wants to be scary."

“Why, why?” Zhou Tu feels that Chen Ge is not joking.

"Because Zhu Long is only one of the backgrounds of this painting, and you are the one who holds the brush." ​​Chen Ge has been in the society for several years, and he has experienced the inspiration of black mobile phone hell, he The temperament is completely different from these children.

Zhou Tu did not dare to look at Chen Ge's eyes. His right hand twitched a little, and the muscles had "remembered" something in the brain ahead of time. This kind of reaction was only possible for people who had long-time high-intensity painting.

Zhu Long, with his hands on his head, mourned and retched, his eyes were protruding outwards, and there were tears on his cheeks.

"There is not enough remoteness here. Let's go to the wall." Chen Ge directed Zhou Tu and Zhang Ju, and the three men joined forces to control Zhu Long.

"Teacher, really don't take him to the infirmary?" Zhang Ju was also a little worried. He looked at Chen Ge's calm eyes. He always felt that Chen Ge had never thought about saving Zhu Long, just preparing to find a quiet place. Buried Zhu Long.

"The infirmary is the place to cure the disease. He is not sick. He just takes back his own things." Chen Ge needs help, the real person who can help: "Any request will pay a price, and he will find his memory." I will thank you when we are."

"I am worried that his memory has not been recovered. I lost my life first. After all, memory can be re-created, but only once." Zhang Ju naturally said that memory can be re-made, he did not realize it.

"Only one time?" Chen Song leaned in front of Zhang Ruo and stared at Zhang’s face: "You think carefully about what happened in the hospital after the fire. Are you sure that the fire just took your skin?"

Wang Yicheng was the first to join the association. Although he felt that Chen Song was a bit scary at this time, he still insisted that the "white teacher" in front of him was a good person.

"Let's listen to the teacher, let me help."

"Come on, don't fall behind."

A few people only walked out a dozen meters, Zhu Long recovered his mind, he gasped, his eyes seemed brighter than before: "I am fine, sorry, I am in trouble."

Zhang Ju and Zhou Tu released their hands, and only Chen Song still supported Zhu Long.

He had a undulating chest and a big breath, and there were several wounds on his face that he had dug up. He didn’t know when he was scratched.

"Do you have anything to think about?" Chen Ge raised a pink phone, Zhu Long as long as the **** the desktop would look very bad, a breathless look: "The chat record shows that you are very Love, at least you feel that unilaterally. Why do you be so scared in the face of someone you love deeply? What kind of girl is she? What did she do to you?"

Every time Chen Ge said a word, Zhu Long’s face was pale. If he was not supported, he might not even stand.

"I don't know, really! I have never sent these communication records, I have no impression at all!"

"So what do you know?" Chen Geyu helped Zhu Long's arm slowly, and he glanced around and looked around.

"I only know that she is Gao Jie, and the name suddenly popped out of my mind."

"It seems that you are desperately trying to beat your head. It's not a bit of use. Congratulations, it's a step closer to the truth." Chen Song patted Zhu Long's shoulder and tried to ease the other's nervousness: "Is it better?"

"Well, thank you teacher, I can already go by myself." Zhu Long wiped his face with his sleeves.

"I mean, do you want to look at this phone again and find more memories." Chen Ge wants to know how Zhu Long entered the school, and only found the way to enter, he has a chance. Find the way out.

The secrets of the school are hidden in the memories of the disappearance of the students. The memories that disappeared are desperate, but there is no way, because hope is also hidden there.

Four members of the community, four different experiences, if they can know their memories of the school, Chen Ge feels that he should be able to open the corner of the school.

Zhu Long did not reject Chen Ge. He remembered the girl's name and had some resistance to the contents of the phone.

Looking at the phone with his eyes, Zhu Long’s gaze lingered between the sweet words and the picture of a cruel and **** picture. After a while, he retched again.

“When she was chatting with me, was she still admiring her work? Did she consider me as one of her works?”