My vision turned again, encompassing the boy.

Jiang Yongning? Was that Jiang Yongning from his youth? It is completely different from that bloated and gray man, but he is not a happy person either.

The vision shook, from the classroom to the road, and a few young people in the flow of air were blocking me. I could feel a sense of panic that did not belong to me, but clearly originated from where I stood. A thin and thin back suddenly appeared in my vision, trembling, blocking most of the gangsters' figures.

"Brothers, I'll ask you to play the game console." A pleasing voice reached behind his back and waved his fingers desperately.

The vision shook, and suddenly turned 180 degrees. The surrounding scenery quickly retreated. I heard panting, the angrily scolding and screaming behind me. The vision turned back and saw the boy hunched over, holding his wallet in his hand, and a flattering smile on his face. His gaze swept over, flattering turned into anxiety, and waved his hand to signal to run quickly. The running speed slowed down. It was not until I saw the hooligans pretending to chase him, and continued running like a frightened bird. From time to time, I turned around and saw that the boy had his wallet stolen and kicked several times.

I suddenly got away from this strange feeling and had my own consciousness.

This is a dream. I am dreaming.

People who dream rarely think of themselves dreaming. Even if the content is weird, they will do whatever they want. Sometimes this kind of follower is not the yearning for happiness, but the things that are afraid of in their hearts.

My dreams are different. I know that I am dreaming, and every time I have a clear goal, and what is uncontrollable is the dream itself. What I have to do is fight against those ghosts.

The ghost this time is Zhang Xue, the girl who died in the fire.

No, it may not be a struggle. Zhang Xue just wanted me to see the memory, or it may be that she unconsciously let me see her memory.

Memory is confused, time jumps, sometimes it is winter, and the next second becomes summer.

Zhang Xue paid attention to Jiang Yongning. The hooligan incident should have happened at the beginning of the timeline, because Jiang Yongning's rescue made Zhang Xue worry about the unpopular annoying bag in this class.

Jiang Yongning is rich, cowardly, and very "smart", so he became a public wallet for boys. Some girls can eat and drink freely, while other unruly students do not like such a naughty bone and avoid Jiang Yongning.

Such a person protected Zhang Xue in a way that was not a hero.

Zhang Xue did nothing, but just kept paying attention to Jiang Yongning.

I can understand Zhang Xue's approach, but when I think of Zhang Xue following Jiang Yongning, crying silently and murmuring when she disappeared, I can't help but feel regret and sympathy in my heart.

I watched quietly, waiting for the ending of the dream, the ending I already knew.

At night, the hilarious classroom.

Senior high school graduates decided to go on graduation trip together. They chose this time to save money and excitement. There is no access control or constraints. They embarked on a journey with their classmates in the middle of the night, and it was their way to celebrate graduation.

Zhang Xue noticed the empty seat and heard the laughter of others in her ears. No one mentioned Jiang Yongning.

Qin Yijuan walked into the classroom, glanced at her eyes and paused slightly in Jiang Yongning's empty seat.

Zhang Xue's heart was raised. I could feel the girl's heart beating thumping.

Qin Yijuan finally said nothing and took out a box of wine from under the podium. The boys cheered.

Zhang Xue was also given a glass of beer and put in a paper cup. She took a sip and didn't like it very much, but she still glanced at Jiang Yongning's empty seat absent-mindedly.

I was fixed in Zhang Xue's vision, and I could only occasionally see Qin Yijuan's figure. She walked through the classroom and poured wine for the students, and some wine would spill on the students.

A student asked jokingly: "Teacher Qin, have you drunk it and still drunk?"

Qin Yijuan had no expression on her face.

The joking student shrank his neck and quickly drank and covered it up.

There was something wrong with Qin Yijuan. The students were ignorant, and I saw resentment in Qin Yijuan's eyes.

Why?

I can't figure it out. I've been unable to figure it out since I heard that Qin Yijuan was the murderer.

Zhang Xue only paid attention to Jiang Yongning. I have no way to analyze it without Qin Yijuan’s “lenses” in my dream.

Snap!

Several bottles of wine were smashed and fell to the ground.

The smell of alcohol is covered with a slight smell of gasoline.

Zhang Xue moved her head, as if she was looking for the source of the odor.

I was already sure at this time that Qin Yijuan did it. She should have installed some device in the storage cabinet where the broom mop was placed in the back of the classroom, or it was under the podium. The gasoline slowly flowed out, and the students did not notice the dampness and slipperyness under her feet.

Gradually, some students fell on the desk, without being drunk and ugly, but instead frowned.

Zhang Xue's dizziness came to me.

I suddenly remembered that I should be in the police station, so why did I fall into a dream? Before the dream began, I seemed to have this feeling.

The sound of water sprinkling and footsteps went away little by little, and retreated to the door of the classroom.

Zhang Xue lay on the table, looking at Jiang Yongning's position, just facing the teachers.

Qin Yijuan walked past the unconscious students, threw away the empty bucket, and took out a match from her pocket. She retreated outside the classroom, threw down the ignited match, and closed the classroom door fiercely. There was a sound of metal collision coming from behind the door.

The flames ignited, and some students woke up, jumped to the table, rushed to the classroom door, smashed the window glass... They didn't have much strength, and even shouted in slightest. Not long after, they were smoky and hoarse, and fell into the sea of ​​fire powerlessly.

Zhang Xue escaped, shouted, smashed the window with someone, pulled the door, and slapped the flames on her body. Her vision was covered by tears and flames. Zhang Xue squatted on the desk, and her final vision was an overturned desk.

Jiang Yongning didn't come, it's great...

The girl fell off the desk and smashed into the flames.

I have no body at this moment, but I am weak all over. Chen Xiaoqiu said that my dreams can change reality. The fact is that I am just a bystander this time, unable to stop Qin Yijuan, unable to open the doors and windows, and could only watch the students die and feel the hot temperature of the fire.

I thought the dream ended here, and I was suspicious and angry at Qin Yijuan, but the dream continued.

The sultry and scorching feeling disappeared, and I heard the crying sound.

The black and white photo shows Zhang Xue's energetic smiling face.

"That Jiang Yongning! It was that Jiang Yongning who killed Xiaoxue! He should be burned to death! How could that little beast be so cruel! The students in the same class! They are all classmates he meets every day!"

The resentful voice made Zhang Xue panic.

No! It’s not Jiang Yongning! It’s not Jiang Yongning who killed us!

No one could see her, no one could hear her, and her outstretched hand could not touch anything.

She looked at her relatives with hatred and saw Qin Yijuan coming to worship her in a hunched manner. She suddenly turned around and left her mourning hall.

Jiang Yongning!

Jiang Yongning!
Chapter completed!