Su Qian wasn't really interested in milk tea. It was just for temporary thirst quenching, and she just threw it away when she was done with it.
She was holding her coat in one hand and holding a cup in the other, thinking of looking cool before going to school.
Thinking this way, she actually did it.
With a twist of his wrist, he raised the cup and threw it in an arc, like a transparent arrow, hitting the trash cans along the way.
This difficult move made a lot of noise, and passers-by looked sideways at her.
Surprise, doubt, curiosity... She was used to seeing this kind of look.
Su Qian ignored them, lowered his eyes calmly, and walked forward on his own.
It's not that she has no emotions, she's just too lazy to change her expression.
Someone once mistakenly thought she had facial paralysis, but her reaction was still a plain face.
Over time, those people really thought she had facial paralysis.
Su Qian didn't even bother to look at them.
When passing through a deep alley, the direction of the shining sunlight was blocked by the blind corner of the wall. She paused seemingly inadvertently, and walked in with a slight deflection of her steps.
The alley was deserted. When she got closer, she saw three yawning stray cats lying in the darkness in the corner. Their white fur rolled into a ball of snow, and their claws scratched here and there on the ground. Ash.
Keenly aware that someone was approaching, they scratched the wall and climbed up, revealing a pair of pea-sized eyes, like two lanterns facing the dark end of the alley, shining with dark green fireflies.
Su Qian kicked away a stone blocking the road and leaned against the wall holding the coat.
There was obviously no light in this alley, but her eyes seemed to be like a boat full of stars. The black and white were all curved, and the corner of her mouth raised a cherry red arc.
The girl with "facial paralysis" finally smiled.
"I didn't expect you were still here."
"Dabaibai, nine lives, fish balls."
She named them all.
The stray cat called Nine Lives recognized her scent with its strong sense of smell. It swooped over with its paws and rubbed her trouser legs with its soft head. The friction between the fabric was very comfortable.
The smile on Su Qian's lips had not yet faded. She squatted down and stroked their fur, and covered them with the coat, letting the slightest bit of warmth cling to them through the coolness of the autumn wind.
"I brought you a new quilt. It might be a little ugly."
A few days ago, she just left a piece of clothing here, but when she came back from school, she saw stray cats lying messy in the wind, and the piece of clothing she left to keep them warm was gone.
She knew it was someone who happened to be passing by the alley.
Because it is in good condition, some people even want to take away the belongings of stray cats.
So she made a bold decision this time.
Burn the coat.
The stray cat, euphemistically named "Fishball", carefully poked its white head out from under its coat.
Meowing, as if to thank her.
Su Qian stood up and took half a step back, but did not come forward again: "Don't thank me, I help you because I envy you."
She envied them that although they were homeless, they still had family members that they could cuddle up with for warmth.
It's not like she eats alone, sleeps alone, does everything alone, and doesn't even have anyone to go to school with.
She realized belatedly that every day, before and after school, she would squat in a deserted alley and envy these stray cats.
"I heard that cats can see ghosts. I don't know if it's true or not."
...
Because he wasted time on the way, Su Qian was late as expected, irresponsible and undisciplined.
The school she attended was very famous. It was Hyunying High School that all the junior high school students wanted to get into. It was a place where a group of elite teachers and outstanding students gathered together. Every year, the college entrance examination results in the province were among the best.
Not only are there strict security and management regulations on campus, but they are also inevitably involved outside the school gate.
No, she was blocked by a flat head holding a registration form to mark her late arrival.
"Which class are you in?" Ban Cuntou said expressionlessly.
"Su Qian, Class 4, Grade 3, No. 17, with a total score of 652 in the midterm exam."
Su Qian's face was also expressionless.
Ban Cuntou's hand holding the pen paused, and he twitched the corner of his mouth in confusion. He just asked her to sign up for the class. Why did he even reveal all the midterm exam results?
Su Qian...this name sounded familiar to him. He seemed to have heard it somewhere...
etc!
With good school spirit, Ban Cuntou resisted the urge to shout at the top of his voice.
Isn't this the weirdo Su Qian?
She has an eccentric temperament and has been at the top of her class for two years. She is known to the whole school with just a flimsy report card.
She specializes in studying in gloomy places.
When the student on duty wipes the table every day, she will be found under the podium table immersed in memorizing ancient Chinese prose. Her neat school uniform is stained with dazzling chalk dust.
The sports committee member often found her squatting in the equipment room with a lollipop in her mouth, doing math problems, and she filled the surface of a deflated basketball with formulas written in pencil.
The monitor was responsible for locking the class door, and occasionally saw her hiding in the classroom for seclusion. The monitor turned a blind eye and was merciful and did not report her to the teacher.
Rather than saying that Su Qian was a weirdo, she was more of a genius. Her classmates stayed away from her and gathered together in private to discuss how to attract Su Xueshen's attention.
The standout star of Hyunying High School is none other than her.
With the filter of the God of Learning, Su Qian's bad behavior of being late fell into Ban Cuntou's eyes, and instead of ruining the school spirit, he became famous for a lifetime.
The parties involved did not know this.
She climbed to the sixth floor of the teaching building in one breath. Her shoulders were a little sore from the pull of her schoolbag strap. She put down her schoolbag and walked into the classroom silently.
"I stress again, this is true!"
"You have emphasized this several times."
"Who told you not to believe what I said? Our old campus has been haunted these nights. The daughter of a teacher who is a friend of my friend's had the courage to go in to check. She fell ill after returning home. You said this is... Isn't there something fishy?"
...
As she expected, the disciplinary committee could not do the glorious deed of suppressing the whole class, and the class was as noisy as ever.
Su Qian locked her seat at a glance, walked over and threw her schoolbag on the chair, spread out an English exercise book and covered it over her head. Ignoring the looks from the classmates around her, she closed her eyes and lay on the table. , isolated from the world.
She finally understood the benefits of those three stray cats sleeping under their coats.
I don't know if it was because of her, but the class became surprisingly quiet again. Only a few classmates who had been chatting from morning to night were still holding on to the topic.
"Tomorrow is the weekend, let's go exploring the old campus at night?"
Su Qian could tell that the voice came from Ji Zehong, the loudest speaker in the class. The person who could pick up his conversation was undoubtedly his inseparable deskmate.
His deskmate had a very tacky name, Sun Miao.
"No, there's a lot of homework this week."
"When are you running out of homework? Just come with me and I'll treat you to pizza, okay?"
I don't know if the head teacher put these two greedy and playful people together on purpose.
Su Qian calmly adjusted her sitting position and was about to catch up on her sleep when Ji Zehong's words successfully woke her up.
"I have found evidence that the haunting of the old campus is probably due to a suicide incident that occurred seven years ago. A withdrawn student jumped off the building due to too much pressure in the early stages of the college entrance examination."
...Seven years ago?