Chapter Fourteen

  Grandfather was walking in front with the fox, swaying back and forth, just like he was leading his own grandson. The class teacher was also on the side, surrounding the smelly fox, with a diligent smile on her face, occasionally turning her head to look at the fox, guessing that the warmth of the hug had not yet dissipated.

  I was completely ignored by them and left far behind, I think that even if I turned around and didn't go to class now, they wouldn't bother to care about me again.

  Because it was class dismissal time, the corridor was packed with students, and upon seeing the fox approach, they all turned their heads to look. Even the top students who usually buried themselves in study ran out of the classroom, surrounding the crowded hallway which became impassable.

  "What about the thirteenth generation?"

  The lazy and scattered voice of a smelly fox came from somewhere

  "The Thirteenth Generation?"

  The class teacher's voice was full of doubts.

  "She is the old man's granddaughter."

  Grandfather's voice rang out.

  "Hey, wait for me."

  There were more and more people, I was dispersed by the crowd, and then I squeezed in again. Just as I wanted to run behind their buttocks, I was bumped into by someone.

  A cacophony of noise surrounded me, and my head spun with dizziness. I reached out to rub my forehead, and when I came back to myself, they were already gone.

  "What's Xia Qinghe?"

  Zhang Ruofei's voice came from behind, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

  I turned around and looked at him, "Zhang Ruofei, I didn't expect it to be so coincidental, running into you again here."

  He smiled slightly, pursing his lips, and walked towards me.

  I looked at him and asked: "We've met several times, but I always forget to ask you what grade and class are you in?"

  "Really?" He smiled and said, "Then let me give a formal self-introduction!"

  As he spoke, he picked up the book in his hand and placed it under his arm, extending his hand to me. "Hello, Xia Qinghe, my name is Zhang Ruofei, I'm the class president of Class 4, Grade 3 at Shengde High School."

  His smile under the sun is like the winter sunshine, and it makes people feel deeply enchanted when they see it.

  I slowly stretched out my hand and somewhat embarrassingly placed it in his palm, only to feel a chill run from his palm, so cold, this didn't feel like a human's hand at all.

  "I looked at him curiously and said: 'Zhang classmate, your hand is very cold, even colder than a dead person's hand.'"

  I was just joking, but I didn't expect his face to suddenly stiffen, and with a flick of his wrist, he flung my hand away and withdrew it.

  "Sorry, I have something to attend to and need to leave first."

  He just said that and turned around to leave, his footsteps hurried as if he was in a rush to do something.

  I rushed out of the crowd to call him, but he didn't respond.

  "Zhang Ruofei, sorry, I didn't mean to."

  I was chasing after him, wanting to go forward and explain to him, but when I chased out of the school gate, he had already disappeared without a trace, really don't know what kind of legs he grew, running so fast.

  I clapped my hands and turned around, walking listlessly in the direction of the classroom. I hadn't taken a few steps when suddenly, a strong smell of blood wafted before my nose.

  It seemed to be coming from the direction of the school playground, and as I heard the bell ringing for class, I didn't care about it anymore. I quickened my pace and ran towards the playground. The closer I got to the playground, the stronger the smell of blood became.

  "What's Xia Qinghe?"

  I suddenly turned around and saw Zhang Ruofei running towards this side, looking at him in surprise, "How is it you again?"

  His face was solemn as he walked closer, "You've also smelled the stench of blood on this playground?"

  "Uh-huh." I nodded.

  "Can you see where those monsters are hiding now?"

  I looked around and shook my head: "Now, you and I are no different, we can only see each other after school."

  "Alright, I'll wait for you here after school."

  Zhang Ruofei finished speaking and was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly remembered that I had just compared his hand to a dead person's, so I quickly chased after him, standing beside him, saying in a low voice: "Sorry! I didn't mean to say it like that earlier, you..."

  "It's okay." He said in a warm voice, "You're so late today, I'm sure you'll get scolded."

  "Ah......" I let out a sharp cry, the dreaded class teacher has always regarded me as a thorn in her eye, a stab to her flesh, and I'm afraid today is my unlucky day.