I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 112 Beautiful afterlife
The experiment is downstairs at this time.

"Uncle Wang, I beg you, come up with us! Dear mother, why is the sound of the piano coming in and out! People are dead!"

Uncle Wang, the school's security guard, regretted working the night shift today.

Even if I came to work the night shift, I happened to meet these sneaky students.

Even if he encounters them, he still has to go up and ask them what they want to do.

It was better now, but Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong each grabbed one of his arms and refused to let him go.

"I'm begging you both, please let me go. I'm afraid too."

Every time Uncle Wang visits the building, he doesn't dare to go up to this building. He just walks around downstairs, which is fun.

I have heard the sound of the piano before, but it was all a messy sound, and I have never heard such a complete tune.

It sounds pretty good.

But even scarier.

"Uncle, you are 60 years old, why are you still afraid of these things?"

Han Bing couldn't help but look upstairs nervously. In the end, he couldn't suppress the worry in his heart. He waved his hand and ordered:

"Take Uncle Wang directly!"

Under the hostage, several people stumbled upstairs.

Before he had even taken two steps, Lin Tong, who was at the front, spotted two black figures standing at the top of the stairs and yelled.

His voice scared the people behind him so much that they screamed, rolled and crawled down the stairs.

"What are you doing, you guys?"

Chu Qingmian shined the light of her mobile phone on it and looked at the group of people huddled in confusion.

Su Chengyi was holding a big orange, and Chu Qingmian was holding a few small oranges. They were both standing at the top of the stairs, as if they were walking down from upstairs.

"Mianmian!"

Seeing that the two of them were fine, Han Bing put his anxious heart back in his stomach and rushed forward.

Chu Qingmian smiled brightly and gave Han Bing to hold Juyi and Jusi, who were scurrying restlessly in her arms.

"Hey, it's okay! Can you believe it? It's actually Big Fat Orange playing the piano! This is such a close-up to a scientific scene."

"what??"

Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong were speechless for a moment.

Only Lin Tong stared blankly at the corner at the end of the corridor, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Chengyi nodded calmly, held up the big orange in his hand and paraded it through the streets.

"Yes, the suspected cat has been arrested."

"What are you going to do with the suspected cat?"

Xu Yang also ran up and scooped up Daju's thick belly.

"Take them back to the Yamen and make them eat all the cans I bought!"

Chu Qingmian announced the result of the treatment with a serious look on his face.

Zhou Kairong looked at Uncle Wang's strange expression and couldn't help laughing and jokingly said:
"What's wrong with you, Uncle Wang, he hasn't recovered yet."

Su Chengyi took a look and suddenly remembered that Uncle Wang was an old employee who had been in No. [-] Middle School for decades.

So he handed the big orange in his hand to Zhou Kairong, deliberately slowed down his pace, and walked at the back of the line with Uncle Wang.

Looking at the people and cats quarreling in front of him, Su Cheng asked casually:
"Uncle Wang, why did the school move the teaching building at that time?"

Uncle Wang seemed to be immersed in his own world. Suddenly someone called him, which made him tremble.

"What? I don't know about the move of the teaching building, but some students may have misunderstood it. Rumors are becoming more and more outrageous as they spread."

He replied with a haha.

"Others may believe rumors. You have been here for decades, so you probably won't listen to them."

Su Chengyi looked back at the dark laboratory building.

This old-fashioned building appears a bit unexpectedly on the brand-new No. [-] Middle School campus.

But it has been preserved until now, although no one cares what happened inside.

Uncle Wang also followed his gaze and turned back, suddenly sighing heavily.

"It's hard for you students now to know what No. [-] Middle School was like before. For the sake of grades and admission rate, students were oppressed too hard. I knew it back then, and I knew something would happen sooner or later."

Su Chengyi's heart skipped a beat and she waited quietly for his next words.

"That female student wanted to pass the art exam. How could her parents accept the art exam in those days? The school was forcing it, and so were the parents. She couldn't think about it, so she just sat in the classroom. I heard from the students that the piano played all night, No one went to see it.”

Having said this, Uncle Wang took out a cigarette from his pocket, shivering, but did not light it.

"Her parents had been making trouble at the school for many days, and finally spent money to suppress the matter. That's why they were forced to move the teaching building."

What's the use of making trouble afterwards? The done thing is already irreversible.Su Chengyi stood still and looked at the dark music classroom on the third floor.

She played the piano in that classroom all night, which was actually her last cry for help.

It's a pity that no one could help in the end.

He didn't feel terrible, just pity.

"Uncle Wang, I may come here often in the future. If you encounter me occasionally, there is no need to chase people away. I will leave after a while."

Su Chengyi nodded slightly and informed him in advance.

Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, put the cigarette between his fingers back into the cigarette case, and nodded.

"It's easy to tell them apart. Orange One has a white spot on his forehead, Orange Two has one foot without a sock, Orange Three has a white tip on its tail, and the last one without these characteristics is Orange Four!"

Chu Qingmian squatted on the ground and fed cans while explaining to them how to distinguish the kittens.

Lin Tong had been a little absent-minded from the beginning. Su Chengyi saw it and pulled him aside.

"I just saw the message you sent, why did you say there was something strange?"

Lin Tong glanced at the people who were concentrating on feeding the cats, then lowered his voice and said:

"I can't explain clearly, but when I saw that photo, I always felt like there was something watching you in the dark. Hey, maybe I was too suspicious. When I was a kid, I would get scolded every time I told my sister this. "

Su Chengyi was silent for a long time and asked tentatively:

"Can you describe what that thing looks like?"

"Yeah, she has long hair, she seems to be a girl."

Lin Tong tried to think back.

Su Chengyi nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

"Okay, I understand. It's best not to tell them, especially Chu Qingmian, who can't stand being scared."

"Ok, I know."

Lin Tong said this, but there was still doubt in his eyes.

Su Chengyi thought for a while before continuing:
"It's not something strange, and it's not scary. I will come here to see you next time. Do you want to come with me?"

Lin Tong glanced at him in surprise. The calm look on his face looked very reassuring, so he nodded without hesitation.

On the way home, Su Chengyi could not help but think about this matter.

Although it is not a personal experience, I still feel the feeling of fresh life disappearing before my eyes.

It was still early, and the small alleys in the old city had not yet entered a dormant state.

Under the sycamore trees on the roadside, there were scattered moonlight, and a few people were walking sparsely.

Su Chengyi passed them by, and the night breeze passed the scattered words of conversation into his ears.

Basically, it's all common gossip, such as what you want to eat tomorrow, will you get off work early, and have your children's grades come out.

An old man was taking a nap on a recliner, and a ditty was playing on the speaker next to him.

"This is why life is unpredictable. I don't want to be reunited today. Looking back at the prosperity is like a dream, and the body is still in the turbulent waves."

Su Chengyi has heard that this is the Peking Opera "Suolin Bag".

Grandpa loved to listen to dramas, and Su Chengyi listened to them since he was a child. He memorized many arias by ear and eyes.

In the past, I could hear a variety of charms and meanings, but today I can only hear four words in my ears.

——The world is unpredictable.

No one knows what will happen tomorrow.Everyone I meet today may be the last person I meet in this life.

His thoughts were a little confused, and he had reached the downstairs of his house unknowingly.

As soon as Su Chengyi entered the house, he realized that he had forgotten to close the balcony door in the morning, and the draft paper on the coffee table was blown all over the floor by the wind.

One more trouble.

His steps were a little heavy, and he knelt down to clean up slowly.

The night wind picked up again, and he subconsciously looked up, but was a little stunned.

The pot of roses on the balcony still looked droopy, but compared to the morning, there was an extra flower bud.

The plant killer actually managed to feed a pot of flowers.

It's still hell mode, the pot that seems to be the hardest to feed.

Memorable.

Su Chengyi stood there and watched for a long time.

Next time you go to the laboratory building, buy a bouquet of flowers.

(End of this chapter)