The teacher said in surprise, "Gray eyes? No, all the children are here. "

Then he comforted, "Don’t worry, everyone has been rescued. You have made great contributions."
"No … no …"
Su Jiaoli shook his head "there are people inside! ! And my friend … "
The teacher said seriously, "The teacher has carefully checked that there is no one inside."
"no! ! Yes! " Su Jiao suddenly pushed away the teacher and rushed towards the burning room, and was quickly grabbed.
He struggled and cried.
His understanding of death happened in fairy tales when the princess slept and the mermaid died, but he didn’t want the silent friend to bear it, whether it was a poisonous apple or a witch curse.
The teacher comforted him, "Don’t you miss your mother very much when your mother comes? She is worried that you will come to you-"
However, Su Jiao seemed to be caught by Yan and turned a deaf ear to her words.
The teacher’s eyes became more and more surprised when he looked at him, and other children looked vaguely scared. But Su Jiao didn’t care at all, and he continued to count the numbers from 7 to 9 in his mind.
He snapped at a teacher’s hand.
The teacher screamed and let go.
Su Jiao silently said an apology in his heart, then rushed into the fire without hesitation. He shouted his name-what was his name again … He couldn’t remember it, but he was really calling for him.
Ninety-six
The wooden door collapsed.
Ninety-seven
Beams fell with Mars behind him, and he had no way out.
ninety
All the bedsteads are burning pungent flames to make people breathe.
Ninety-nine
Why are you so desperate? Because the stars are too bright at night or his gaze is too gentle? Or because the falling stars are always sad, I dare not be too greedy and dare not hope too little. If I don’t care about my mother, I will care about him and stay with him day and night. Silent friends can grow up in disaster and it will always be good.
one
His origin is like a mystery.
But he tried to catch his answer in this countdown of one hundred seconds.
……
"one hundred"
Small Su Jiao coughed with tears in her eyes in the pain of burning fire. "I … ahem … found you."
The child with curly black hair and gray eyes is spotless but hazy like an absent dream in the endless flame.
He has a shallow light and a dangerous smell like an abyss. Disaster seems to make him feel stronger.
It seems that I didn’t expect him to come back. He was slightly shocked, but in a second he was surrounded by Xiao Su Jiaoli.
This hug is extremely hot, and the clear amber eye pupil of the child reflects a dangerous flame, but no matter how hot and warm the flame is, it can’t resist the persistence of his eyes burning like a soul candle.
He seemed to hear the pocket watch ticking and turning in an irreversible direction. He stared at the burning sea and tried his best. A kind of nai and deep sadness slowly emerged in the gray eyes of the child.
He held the beautiful boy’s hand, which was burned by fire and hot, and it was cold and dark, and he gently said
"I said you would regret it."
You have something to say.
Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 56 Chapter 56
"Temple, I don’t believe that anyone in this world can go through hardships and injustice and die with hope."
Regret … What?
Su Jiao looked at his hand and he seemed to remember everything.
But when he tried to ponder his name, he got another one.
But he also knows that the "friend" in the dream may not be human if you think about it from various details.
People are behind him, but the teacher won’t look there again.
He won’t talk to anyone but himself.
I didn’t see which bed he went to sleep in late.
He seems to have a meaning now, that is, Xiao Sujiao’s "friend"
There are many details. When I was young, I didn’t feel anything wrong. In retrospect, it was unnatural.
And he said it was simple to have regrets, and Su Jiao remembered it.
Xiao Sujiao once joked with him that he wanted to be a generation of good friends with him.
Then the other person, who has been silent for a long time, picked up a fairy tale and turned it into a fairy tale, pointing to "you", then groaning for a long time and pointing to "will", and then rushing to turn the page to find "regret"
Su Jiao, who was very young, didn’t care if she said "no" with a smile.
Then I began to express my childish dissatisfaction. "What, you still can’t write?"
The other party kept him silent.
Su Jiao: "I’ve been teaching you to write for half a month. Why do you still write my name?"
……
but
Su Jiao thought that he couldn’t speak when the fire broke out.
Just as he was thinking, he turned on the light stereo and said, "Good morning hall-"
This is almost a tingle that wakes Su Jiao from distant memories.
"What’s the matter with you?" Tong saw that he was in a wrong mood and asked, "It seems a little absent-minded."
Su Jiao thought about it and decided to tell Tong about it.
What might he know by thinking about these benefits alone?
The thick curtains didn’t open, which made the whole room look dim and uncomfortable, accompanied by a long silence like thinking after listening to it.
Su Jiaochuang opened the curtains.
Sunlight seem to dispel that deep and depressed feeling left over from dreams.
Su Jiao: "What’s so tricky that you can’t tell me?"
Tong doesn’t seem to know how to describe it and finally say, "No … I should say I’m surprised … that you met … him so early."
Su Jiao "met so early?"