my hungry husband

An Le was not surprised when he heard this, and felt very familiar. His old school also had this saying, but the tallest building in their university was the Shaw Building, so it was "Y Dasha Shaw Building, a leap to relieve all worries".Every exam week, the emoticons of this sentence are sent back and forth among the students who are bald for review.

But most of it was just a joke. From what the male student said just now, someone in this school really committed suicide by jumping off a building.

The male student looked at An Le and said with a smile, "Student, do you want to join the Animation Association? It is much more useful than joining the Heart Association."

An Le asked: "How do you say it? Is there anything special about it?"

The male classmate smiled and pointed to the black-framed student in the corner who could only type, and said, "Otaku will not commit suicide or commit crimes, because they will chase next week's show."

An Le: "..."

An Le looked at the "otaku" classmate who coded, but he still focused on his computer and turned a deaf ear to the conversation next to him.

At this time, the recess ended and the teacher began to teach, An Le looked away.

An Le doesn't participate in any associations, he joins the Homecoming Association.

But when he passed the administrative building after school, he stopped for a while.

Whether it's about being cheap or dying, An Le couldn't help but look around downstairs, but he turned around, but didn't find any traces of those dirty things.

Maybe it's because it's daytime, but he doesn't dare to ask An Le to come at night, and maybe like Jiang Mingyu said, most ghosts have reincarnated silently, so it's not so easy to see.

Just as An Le was about to leave, he found that he was not the only one wandering downstairs in the administration building.

Several students gathered together, not knowing what they were doing.

An Le looked over there curiously, and saw that they were carrying plastic bags in their hands. He squinted his eyes and looked hard, and found that it seemed to be... incense sticks?

Then someone noticed his gaze, turned their head and gave An Le a look, and those people moved their territory.

What are you doing? Mysterious.

"Leave them alone." Someone spoke behind An Le, startling him, and looking back, he found Cheng Miaoqiu with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.

He was already frightened by the ghost, so An Le breathed a sigh of relief, and talked to Cheng Miaoqiu: "Why are you here? Do you know what those people are doing?"

Cheng Miaoqiu put away her smile, with a disgusted expression on her face, and said: "They are all pretending to be ghosts, playing those horror games every day, recording videos and posting them on the Internet to cheat clicks."

She looked up at the roof of the administrative building, and said sadly: "It is true that a classmate jumped off the building here, and those people are probably planning to play games like evocation downstairs."

An Le was speechless.

Sure enough, there must be this kind of deadly people in the supernatural text, who are good at first, and insist on provoking things that shouldn't be provoked.

An Le asked Cheng Miaoqiu: "Is no one stopping them? It's too dangerous."

Cheng Miaoqiu gave him a strange look, and said: "What's the danger? I just can't understand them talking and always scaring people."

It is estimated that Cheng Miaoqiu also has a high grade in thinking and repairing. She does not believe in ghosts in the world, and she is worthy of being the vice president of the Psychological Association.

Cheng Miaoqiu sighed, like a little adult: "If you have this energy, it's better to care about the living people. If you can find out the psychological state of your classmates in advance and help them earlier, maybe the tragedy will not happen."

An Le quite agrees with this point, he said: "So you really want to help your classmates, I thought it was a task assigned by the teacher."

Cheng Miaoqiu smiled embarrassedly and said, "No, it's actually because my classmate in the same dormitory dropped out of school this semester. I have always regretted that I didn't care about her at the beginning." She murmured to herself, "I don't want to regret anymore gone."

An Le didn't know the specific situation, and didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only say, "Come on."

Cheng Miaoqiu cheered up, with a smile on her face, stared at An Le, and said, "You are such a good person, do you really not consider coming to our association?"

...The good card was issued really quickly, An Le quickly waved his hand: "Really, I don't have much time." He looked at the height of the sun and said, "I'm going home."

Although Cheng Miaoqiu couldn't understand Anle's early access control, she still said goodbye to him.

As soon as An Le stepped into the courtyard, Jiang Hong greeted him: "Come and eat, there are salted duck eggs today."

An Le wondered what was so strange about duck eggs.

Eggs are equivalent to alternative horror movies for the general, and they hide away when it comes to meal time.The season is the most comfortable time of the year, as long as it doesn't rain, it's neither cold nor hot, and the air is fresh, Jiang Hong set up a table in the yard, and the three of them ate around the table, surrounded by fresh leaves. The plants and spring flowers are also in full bloom, and the beautiful scenery is on the side. You can eat two more bowls of rice.

Jiang Hong took out a bamboo basket, and there were green and white eggs in it, all round and round, so cute.

The macho chef picked up the knife, held the egg in one hand, and cut it down with the other. The blade of the knife fell, and the duck egg was broken in half, revealing the white and golden yolk. The edge of the eggshell was smooth and not broken at all.

Jiang Hong handed Anle half of the duck eggs, and Anle took it. The golden-red egg yolk was dripping with oil. He picked a piece with the tip of his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Melts in the mouth, the rustle is soft, very delicious.

An Le praised without hesitation: "It smells so good."

Jiang Hong proudly said: "I marinate this myself. I use duck eggs. The yellow mud is mixed with oil and salt, and wrapped around the eggs. After the taste, it is very delicious. The Dragon Boat Festival is to eat rice dumplings, duck eggs, mung bean cakes, and drink yellow rice wine." There is still bacon from the Chinese New Year at home. After a few days, I will make rice dumplings for you with freshly picked reed leaves. There are meat fillings and red bean fillings. You can take them to school for lunch.”

An Le raised her hands in welcome and said, "Dragon Boat Festival is really good. There is a lot of food, and it's also a holiday."

At this time Jiang Mingyu spoke, he said: "Dragon Boat Festival is a time when the yang energy is strong. Wuyue Wuri is also called Yangchen. People perform sacrificial activities on this day to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters, so there are many customs of the Dragon Boat Festival."

When doing science popularization, Mr. Jiang is always willing to talk more. I have to say that his voice is very pleasant, cool and not harsh. An Le wanted to listen to it for a while, so he said: "I thought the food on the Dragon Boat Festival was all To commemorate Qu Yuan."

He smiled and said, "I took a long breath to cover my tears, but it's hard to memorize. When I was in middle school, I complained about Qu Yuan's writing "Li Sao."

Here it comes again, confusing behavior, gangsters will deviate from Sao.

Jiang Mingyu said: "Festival food is full of people's remembrance of their ancestors, and at the same time, it also gives a lot of sustenance and hope."

An Le's eyes lit up: "That's the same as vinegar, can it be used to drive away ghosts?"

Jiang Mingyu glanced at him and said, "You can try."

Seeing what Jiang Mingyu said, Anle knew it was useless, and immediately froze, saying, "Well, I only know that glutinous rice can beat zombies."

Jiang Mingyu saw that he had been picking up the egg yolk with chopsticks to eat, so she took a duck egg from Jiang Hong, and knocked the egg on the table with the buttocks down. The sound of the eggshell breaking was very crisp. Dig out all the yolks and put them into An Le's bowl, and keep the whites for myself.

An Le was stunned for a moment, took the chopsticks, immediately beamed with joy, and said, "Big brother is so kind, big brother m—"

Damn, I'm used to surfing the Internet, and I almost fucked Jiang Mingyu.

An Le closed his mouth and buried himself in his meal.

Jiang Mingyu pursed her lips and did not speak.

Jiang Hong said on the side: "Sure enough, children like to eat egg yolks, not egg whites."

An Le made a faceless expression, and happily mixed the salted egg yolk with the rice with chopsticks. The white and fat rice grains were dyed golden yellow. He opened his mouth wide and took a bite, giving Jiang Hong a thumbs up.

After eating, Jiang Mingyu left first, and went directly to her own room, not the study but the bedroom.

An Le stared at his back, and asked Jiang Hong thoughtfully: "Do you think the boss has gone to bed earlier and earlier recently?"

Jiang Hong also noticed it, and said, "It's a little bit, but sir, he's a bit of a homebody."

Mentioning "Zhai" Anle, he thought of chasing fans, and then imagined the scene of Jiang Mingyu chasing fans, shaking involuntarily.

Jiang Mingyu usually likes to lower his eyes, but recently he squinted more and more frequently.

An Le had a bold guess—is Mr. Jiang hungry?

Secretary Cui's smiling face appeared in front of his eyes, and his movement of pulling his neck made An Le panic.

What to do, Jiang Mingyu doesn't go outside the door, doesn't go out to find food, and is picky eaters. If he faints from hunger again, will Secretary Cui kill him?

An Le was very worried, but he himself was very safe. He went home before dark every day, so he was safe, but Jiang Mingyu was hungry. If he wanted Jiang Mingyu to eat, he couldn't be safe.

Only then did An Le discover this contradictory fact, and was terribly entangled.

But soon, he was distracted by another matter.

Someone in the school jumped off the building again.

Recently, An Le asked Cheng Miaoqiu for the class schedule of their department, and went to class according to the schedule, went back and forth several times, and got acquainted with several people who like to sit in the back row of the School of Management.

Similarly, every time I meet that typewriter nerd, An Le, like everyone else, regards him as the background over time.

As soon as An Le entered the campus that day, she felt that the atmosphere was a little bit wrong, and some roads were blocked.After he went to class, everyone in the classroom was talking about the same thing.

In the middle of the night last night, a student climbed to the roof of the administration building, jumped from the top, and died on the spot.

The classmates said everything, some said they failed the exam and jumped off the building, and some said they were broken in love and jumped off the building. Anyway, the end result is that the school has become stricter, and the teachers speak softly, for fear of touching the students' sensitivity nerves.

The irony is that probably because the school has experience in dealing with this kind of thing, the rumors have been suppressed tightly, and all discussions on the Internet have been cleaned up.

An Le sat in the classroom, lost in thought.

It's unlucky that this kind of thing happened when he just came to this university.

Go back and smoke wormwood from head to toe to get rid of bad luck.

Probably pretending to be something in his heart, An Le always walked around the administrative building intentionally or unintentionally, but he found that there was another person doing the same thing as him.

An Le saw Cheng Miaoqiu swaying there, he stepped forward and patted the girl's shoulder from behind, and the girl jumped up in fright.

An Le thought to herself, so I can scare people too.

Cheng Miaoqiu was so angry that she wanted to hit him, An Le quickly asked, "What are you doing here?"

Cheng Miaoqiu said angrily, "I'll come and take a look."

An Le didn't give her a chance to evade, and continued to ask, "What are you looking for?"

Cheng Miaoqiu hesitated to speak, stared at An Le, and finally gave up, saying, "I care about that classmate who committed suicide."

Sure enough, An Le said calmly, "Do you recognize him?"

Cheng Miaoqiu shook her head, then nodded again, instead of answering the question directly, she said, "It's a bit strange."

"What's weird?"

"Other students may not understand, but I know." Cheng Miaoqiu's expression was a little uneasy, "Since several accidents last year, the school has closed the roofs of all buildings, and it is impossible to go to the highest floor without a key, especially The administration building has the strictest management."...,,