My old gong is a ghost?

Tong Xiaosong only stayed at home for three days, and had to drive the car for the rest of the time. Before leaving, he secretly left the money under his sister's pillow.

When leaving, my mother waved at the non-existent person and said that they would come back together next time.

Tong Xiaoyan said goodbye to him with a wry smile.

Looking at the delirious mother and the suffering sister, he took a deep breath and left with red eyes.

On the way out of the mountain again, he felt that his sister's body was under his feet, and every step he took was soft and heart-pounding.

Countless times he wanted to turn around and rush back, but reason told him, no way.

If he really went back, my sister would be completely ruined, and there would never be a bright future.

***

When the principal saw him back, he said that the subsidy had already been applied for, and if there were no accidents, it would be available next month.

She also accompanied him to pack his things in the dormitory, and personally sent him to the new dormitory.

Because today is the weekend, all three roommates are in the dormitory.

The principal made the bed for him, and turned to warn the other three: "You get along well, and don't bully the new roommate."

The three nodded without expression, but looked at Tong Xiaosong with some curiosity in their eyes.

The principal looked at the four of them: "Come on, let's all introduce ourselves, and have fun together in the future."

"Wumabo."

"Wen Dong."

"Colin."

"Tong Xiaosong."

The principal smiled: "You guys talk, I'm leaving, let's get along well!"

The moment the principal left and closed the door, the atmosphere was a little quiet.

Tong Xiaosong smiled at the other three people at a loss. He opened the bag and took out the dried sweet potatoes that his sister brought him.

"Do you eat this? I got it from home. It's delicious."

"Thank you." Wumabo reached out to take one first, put it in his mouth and rolled it onto the upper bunk opposite him. He moved nimbly, and it was obvious that he had better athletic talent.

Ke Lin took two, smiled with crooked eyebrows and said, "This is a good thing, I like to eat it."

It was the first time that Tong Xiaosong met such a friendly person. He was a little surprised and overwhelmed, and hurriedly said: "If you like to eat, then take more!"

Ke Lin smiled and said, "I'll ask you for it when I'm eating."

Wen Dong reached out to take one away, and said with a smile: "Tong Xiaosong, I slept on your upper bunk, and my sleeping posture is not very good. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me, and I will change it if I can."

"Okay..." Tong Xiaosong was overwhelmed by the flattery, he sat on his lower bunk a little at a loss, looking at the dormitory and his new roommate.

The bedroom was the same as before, with two bunk beds placed side by side, and four desks by the window.

The difference is that the new roommates seem...friendly.

Even if they seem to be doing their own things now, the atmosphere is a bit weird, but there is no malice.

He looked at his bed curtain, the other three didn't have bed curtains, only he did.

In the dormitory before, he blocked the bed curtain, Zhu Fan and the others said he was a woman, and they were afraid to see him.

He insisted on blocking it at that time because those three people always bullied him. Although the bed curtain couldn't block anything, it could give him a sense of security.

Now that the new roommate is so friendly, there should be no need to stop her...

***

At night, Tong Xiaosong lay on the bed, and the other three went to bed quietly after washing, without any noise or noise.

In the dark, I lay quietly for a while.

Wumabo said suddenly: "Hey, Tong Xiaosong, do you mind if I ask you a question?"

Startled, Tong Xiaosong hurriedly got up and said anxiously, "You, you ask."

Wu Mabo turned over on the opposite upper bunk, lay on his side, looked at Tong Xiaosong, and asked, "Don't you really know how those three people in your dormitory died?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the bedroom became quiet again.

Tong Xiaosong opened his eyes wide, and his heart sank gradually.

He lowered his head slowly, his curly hair fell naturally, covering his eyes, and he whispered: "I, I don't know..."

"But I heard that you played ghost games, is it because of ghost games?" Wumabo's voice was full of curiosity: "Do ghosts really exist? Ah... I really want to try it too, what kind of ghosts are they? .”

Tong Xiaosong's breathing gradually became short of breath. Ghosts are scary, and people... are also scary.

He whispered in horror: "No, don't try, don't try..."

At this time, Wen Dong's voice came from the upper bunk, a little helpless: "Da Bo, you are scaring people, don't be careless, I heard that those three people died very badly, of course you are not afraid if you don't see it, Tong Xiaosong and them You lived in the same dormitory before, aren't you looking for trouble!"

Tong Xiaosong came back to his senses, a little uneasy, didn't Wumabo really mention these things on purpose?

Wu Mabo refused: "What kind of trouble is this? Those three deserved their death. I heard that they bullied Tong Xiaosong, put Tong Xiaosong in the toilet, poured water on him, and beat him. Something happened to the three of them. Tong Xiaosong shouldn't have done it." happy?"

"I, I'm not happy!" Tong Xiaosong hurriedly opened his mouth to clarify, and he said seriously: "Dead people are not a good thing."

Wumabo snorted: "You are just too kind. If I didn't kill them with ghost games, I would just blow their heads off. Anyone who dares to bully the young master has not yet been born!"

Ke Lin wondered: "Bullying? Tong Xiaosong, you have been bullied before, don't worry, our dormitory is very friendly, no one will bully you, Dabo is careless, sometimes he talks People are angry, but not malicious."

Tong Xiaosong pursed his lips and relaxed a lot: "En."

Wen Dong asked, "Why didn't you tell the teacher or the school leader when you were bullied?"

Tong Xiaosong said in a low voice: "I said it, but I couldn't change the dormitory, and I was beaten again."

Wumabo thumped the bed and said angrily: "Then hit back!"

Tong Xiaosong felt a little helpless: "I'm poor, I'm afraid of being expelled from school, and... I can't beat it."

"Tsk!" Wumabo sternly said: "I tell you Tong Xiaosong, from now on you will be in our dormitory, if anyone dares to bully you again, you come back and tell us, we are not afraid of being expelled from school, we will beat you back! Damn, It's still lawless!"

Tong Xiaosong couldn't help laughing, even he was stunned after laughing out loud.

It turns out that happiness...is this feeling.

Wen Dong asked in surprise: "Did Tong Xiaosong laugh just now? I thought you couldn't laugh."

"That's right." Wumabo said unceremoniously: "I thought it was a particularly gloomy roommate, Tong Xiaosong, why didn't you cut your hair? It's so long, I can't even see your eyes clearly. As the saying goes, the eyes are the heart of the soul." The window, after you block it, I always feel weird, and I think you are particularly gloomy."

Tong Xiaosong tugged at the slightly curly hair on his forehead, and moved his hands to the sides: "I... I'll get a haircut tomorrow. Do you know where it's cheap? I used to get my hair cut in the village."

After a moment of silence in the dormitory, Colin hesitated and said, "...Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't go outside to cut it. I can cut it, but I won't make the beautiful shape like the one in the shop outside."

Wu Mabo said: "Let Dalin cut it for you, Tong Xiaosong, Dalin's skills are good, if you don't believe me, I will accompany you tomorrow, and cut him together, if you want to be ugly, you will be ugly together."

Tong Xiaosong couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth, he didn't know that Ke Lin was there to take care of him and save money for him, and so was Wu Mabo.

He said with some embarrassment: "Thank you, then trouble Colin, you can cut it for me tomorrow."

Wen Dong smiled and said: "My hair has grown too, Dalin, you can cut it for me tomorrow."

Ke Lin scolded with a smile: "Fuck, my hair is still growing, who can help me cut it."

Wumabo volunteered: "I'll cut it for you!"

"I can't believe you!" Ke Lin said, "Dongzi, please cut it for me. The requirements are not high, as long as you can go out."

Wen Dong responded immediately: "Okay, that's it, it's quite late, go to sleep, I have to go to class tomorrow."

Tong Xiaosong lay in the quilt, so happy that he couldn't sleep.

The new roommate is even friendlier than his freshman roommates. His freshman roommates and him are not in conflict with each other. They look up and look down every day, but they are like strangers, and they can't say a word.

The new roommate is so nice, friendly and taking care of him like this.

At this time, Wumabo sniffed, and asked: "Tong Xiaosong, I wanted to ask you when you first came, why do you smell like something is burning? I don't discriminate! I'm just curious , because I found out that the smell seems to have grown stronger, it doesn't seem like body odor."

Tong Xiaosong's face turned pale, and he said in a low voice, "I, on me, is there? It smells like something is burning!?"

Colin kicked the upper bunk: "Why do you talk so much bullshit?"

Wumabo hurriedly said: "I'm curious, he's wearing new clothes, and it doesn't smell bad, it smells good, it's nothing..."

Tong Xiaosong said in a low voice with a pale face: "I don't know..."

Wumabo: "If you don't know, then you don't know. Maybe it's not your smell, it's the smell of the dormitory, maybe it's Dalin and Dongzi who got tired of studying and burned the books."

Tong Xiaosong's Wen Dong on the upper bunk turned over and replied with a smile, "How do you know? I just burned my physics book today."

Talking and laughing, the sound of gentle breathing sounded, and the people in the dormitory fell asleep one after another.

Tong Xiaosong stared in panic, not daring to sleep, because he knew where the smell came from.

He carefully moved his body to the edge of the bed, lowered his head and looked under the bed, and the golden copper basin was impressively placed underneath.

He covered his mouth and lay back on the bed.

When packing up, the headmaster asked if he wanted this basin.

He said no, and watched the principal throw the basin for him.

Now the copper basin has reappeared.