"I'll bring those kids back." Gao Ming had never felt that the children personally taught by Principal Yan were ghosts, they were simply trying to change this cold, dark world in their own way: "Principal, could you do me a favor? This Red Armband has burrowed into my friend's arm, can you remove it for me?"
Zhou Sisi stretched out her arm uneasily, looking terrifying at the moment, covered in blood, with disheveled hair and a pale complexion.
"The Student Council Armband has chosen her, which is a good thing." Yan Xizhi looked at Zhou Sisi with a distinctly softer gaze than that she gave Gao Ming, as though Zhou Sisi were her own daughter: "Only those who are grateful, willing to return love to the world, keep an eternally childlike heart, and have a soul that's joyful and free can wear the Red Armband, and become a role model for all the children."
