48 Hours a Day

“Well... it sounds like it's true, makes me believe it too.” Bai Qing thought about it and found someone's reasoning to be very reasonable and difficult to refute.

“Just listen.” Zhang Hengqiao.

“In that case, Teacher He is so pathetic. ”

“Life… always has its own difficulties.” Zhang Heng rotated the neutral pen in his hand.

“That sounds so old, but you're right," Baqing sighed and put his chin on the desk, "my mom and dad have been having a headache lately. ”

“Headaches… what exactly do you mean?” Zhang Hengshen moved, clamping the rotating neutral pen with his index finger and middle finger.

“Told you before, my father had recently come home early with a rare reward, but they had another fight last night, and they fought for a long time and didn't let me listen to the contents. Then I came out to the bathroom at night and saw my mother sitting alone in the living room crying. Uh, she was sitting there, dark painted all around. ”

“You comforted her? ”

“No, I ran back to my room.” Bai Qingdao.

“Ha.” Zhang Heng hummed softly.

“Ever since I learned how to understand, I've always had fights between them. Most of them were little things like chicken and garlic. I guess this is how they got along. My mother chased a lot of people when she was young. She went to endless dances every day, but she eventually estimated that she wanted to live a stable life and married my father, but after marrying her, she always felt like she was married to a loser. At that time, my father was just a small clerk. He was just burying his head for skill, and he was serious, and he had no flirting.

“So my mom always told me that if it weren't for me, they'd divorce, and wait for me to get older, they'd finally quarrel less. At that time, my dad had actually changed a lot. He started learning to get paid, socialize everywhere, and then he quit his job and started his own company. When his business was on track, he went home even less, so my mom started to suspect that he had a third child outside... so this is marriage? ”

“Well, that's true of some marriages. ”

“That marriage is too scary. ”

“Before you think about it, a friend told me not to worry about something that hasn't happened yet.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Don't you boys ever wonder who you're going to marry? ”

“Things like this don't work now... you'll see.” Zhang Hengdao.

“Eh ~ ~”

The two men said that the classroom bell rang and the teacher opened the door and walked into the classroom.

Bai Qing also rose upright from his seat, "Ah, did I say too much, none of these things I and my best friends have said. ”

“It would be better to say it, and like I said, you can tell me anything else about your father's unusual behavior later.” Zhang Hengdao.

“So you can continue to study the emotional motives of crime? Not yet. My parents had a fight, but it wasn't enough to kill each other.” Bai Qing quickly finished his last sentence and then pulled the biology book out of the bag and spread it out in front of him.

…………

Zhang Heng has quickly remembered how he spent his previous high school days, whether it was Wutong outside the window or the sound of playing from the playground, it was a bit strange to him.

There's also some blurring in the memory of Cypress sitting right next to her and listening carefully.

There was no interracial affairs before. Although the relationship between the two people was good, they just stayed with their classmates. Bai Qing did not meet him in Wanda Square. They did not eat Kentucky together, and Zhang Heng did not hear from Bai Qing about his family.

After going to college, like other high school students, the two people gradually became less connected. Everyone met new friends in college, had a new circle, and many people never saw each other again. Zhang Heng only remembered that the girl seemed to have taken Fudan.

Zhang Heng spent another day outside of Shinjuku. At the end of the last class, everyone in the class was almost gone. Bai Qing's neutral pen was still brushed on paper. After a while, she made another roll and handed it to Zhang Heng. Once she entered the learning state, the whole person was like an efficient work machine.

“Well, this is the last one. ”

“Thank you.” Zhang Heng took the homework to be copied at night and put it in his backpack. After thinking about it, he copied his homework all the time. After eating KFC for nothing, he took out his phone and looked at it. "Are you free on Friday night? ”

“Hmm?”

“I'll take you somewhere after school. ”

“Oh." Bai Qing nodded, and she didn't know why, she promised to come down with one mouthful of herself. Mother was not tired of educating her to keep a certain distance from the boy, protect herself, especially not to travel alone with the boy at night, but maybe because Zhang Heng had always given her a very reliable feeling, plus the other party had “saved” him once, Bai Qing had difficulty in taking any precautions against Zhang Heng, listening to the other party's suggestion and subconsciously accepting.

“Oh, by the way, you can bring your friend, and I'll bring a friend.” Zhang Heng also realized after he finished his remarks that Baqing might not be comfortable alone, "he added.

“Okay.” Bai Qing lifted his bag and bit his lower lip, “then... see you tomorrow. “

“Well, I'll see you tomorrow. ”

After school, the vast majority of students either go home to do their homework or hang out with each other, but Zhang Heng wants the horses to keep switching to work.

He didn't have much to gain on the beach before, so he made Zhang Heng realize that his direction might be problematic. Perhaps he should not focus on those three children anymore, but should try to focus on what they found or found. It might be possible to find some answers from their past lives because the creatures were so impatient to do so.

Zhang Heng found one of the schools in a newspaper in memory of the victims, tore a piece of paper from the practice book and wrote down the school name, but that primary school should have been out by now. Good thing there was a class director's name in the report, so Zhang Hengtaxi came to that primary school.

At this point, the students are basically finished walking, but the primary school still hasn't locked the door, Zhang Heng lifted his foot and walked inside, and the guard stopped him without taking two steps, "What are you doing here? ”

“Oh, I booked a badminton court at 7: 00 p.m., and my friend has gone in.” Zhang Hengfeng did not change the colour channel.

Similar junior high schools, many have indoor gymnasiums, and to generate income, indoor gymnasiums will be open to the outside world during non-class hours. Zhang Heng had already checked them when he was in the car, and was already ready to speak.