3: Chapter Three doesn't matter.

Chapter Three doesn't matter.

I tasted the smell of blood in my mouth.

He was filled with hatred towards this man. Apart from hatred and fear, I had no idea what to do... .

Just as I was in a daze, he grabbed my wrist and put something on it.

The ice was cold. I could feel that it was a bracelet.

It was him!

I instantly woke up and wanted to take it off.

He instantly grabbed my neck and I felt like I was having trouble breathing.

"It doesn't matter. If you dare to take it off again, I' ll let you die."

His cold and unyielding tone threatened me.

Speaking of which, when I woke up that day, I found that the bracelet on my wrist had disappeared.

I thought that was my illusion, so I didn't ask Grandma.

Now that the bracelet had been put on, could it be that it had been taken off by Grandmother? At this moment, my brain was lacking oxygen, so I couldn't think too much.

His hand was like an iron pincer, and I could not move at all.

Only when my eyes turned dark did he let me go.

As soon as I got free, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. At that moment, I really felt that death was only a step away from me.

I was lying on the bed tiredly. After that, I couldn't remember how I slept and how he left.

When I woke up the next day, my whole body ached.

When he moved on the third day, he could feel a burst of numbness and a burning pain.

"Xiaoxiao, you're almost up. You' re going to school today." Grandmother's voice came from outside the door. Only then did I regain my senses and get up from the bed with pain and difficulty.

I got out of bed and looked at the door and window.

Ever since that man appeared these two days, I had closed the doors and windows at night.

Strangely, the doors and windows were locked. How did he get in?

When I raised my hand, I saw a black green bracelet on my wrist.

But after I looked at this thing, my scalp went numb. It was cold, as if it was bone-chilling.

Thinking back to the ancestral hall a few years ago, and on the way back, back, something happened. I watched him die.

In my mind, I always thought of the way Chen Dong died.

This was too strange!

"Xiaoxiao, are you up?"

Grandma knocked on the door and I tidied up my emotions. I didn't want Grandma to worry, so I opened the door. "Grandma, I'm up."

Chen Dong funeral had been held for three days and it was over.

I haven't been out for three days.

Grandmother nodded at me, and then I walked out the door." Grandmother, I'll bring some steamed buns to school to eat. I wo n' t be back for lunch."

Before I could walk out, Grandma suddenly grabbed my wrist.

Her hand was rough and full of calluses. Suddenly, she pinched my wrist and felt a tingling pain.

Grandma's wrinkled face was expressionless. Her hand that was holding my wrist trembled slightly.

She did not say a word and just held my wrist.

His muddy eyes stared at my wrist as if he could see it.

It was as if he was looking at a bracelet on my wrist. That kind of gaze made my heart tremble.

There was an old man in his seventies holding me. I actually felt a pain in my wrist. It was so painful that I couldn't "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

Grandmother let go of my wrist and said in a low voice. "Let's go. I' ve prepared lunch for you. Just bring it to the school and it'll be hot."

After that, Grandma didn't say anything else. She walked out of the house in a hurry, as if she had something urgent to attend to. I didn't think too much when I saw that my grandmother had disappeared.

I rubbed my red wrist. After looking at the time, it was almost seven o'clock.

She quickly brought her things to school.

The school was built by people from all over the country. It wasn't close to any village.

Finally, he chose the middle position. However, it would take him two hours to get there.

Fortunately, this was the first day. If I left every day, I would probably not be able to bear it.

After thinking about it, he decided to stay at school and come back after the holidays.

Chen Dong had said before that there were a total of seven teachers in the school, but they were all high school graduates. No one could compare to my degree. Thinking of Chen Dong, I couldn't tell what it was like.

She came out of the house and met the villagers.

Everyone greeted me warmly when they saw me.

Originally, Chen Dong had been in a car accident when she went to pick me up.

The villagers didn't seem to have any intention of blaming me at all. It was me who felt very guilty.

Perhaps it was because they all believed that everyone had their own lives, so they did not respond to me.

I nodded at them and quickly walked out of the village.

When I reached the entrance of the village, I met my third aunt and greeted her. "Morning, Third Aunt." His third aunt glanced at me and left without saying a word while carrying the basket.

I was stunned. My third aunt had treated me quite well before.

When I was a child, I lived in my grandmother's house. My third aunt did n' t have any children under her knees, and she treated me like her own daughter.

Before I returned, my third aunt called me from afar and said that when I had time to return, I would make my favorite lotus leaf chicken.

However, that was two years ago.

My aunt and I hadn't had much contact in the past two years.

"Xiaoxiao, your third aunt is weird these past two days. Don't bother with her." Suddenly, I heard someone speak from behind me. I was shocked and looked at the middle-aged man in front of me. "You are?" 2

"Look at my memory. I'm the principal of our school. The mountain road wasn't easy to walk. It was your first time going. "No, I've been waiting here for a while."

I looked familiar, but when I realized it, I remembered that this principal was my second aunt's cousin. He had been to the village before.

Along the way, President Wang introduced me to the situation of the school. How many students were there and which class I was teaching.

The two-hour road was fast.

After arriving at the school, all the teachers made a simple welcome ceremony.

"Hello, my name is Zhao Yang. I've heard about Teacher Chen before, and I' ve finally waited for you." He came out of the principal's office and stood in front of me. He was a tall, white man with glasses.

Looking at the hand that he extended towards me, I replied with a smile. "Then I'll have to trouble you to take me to class. I' m new here. I'll take care of you in the future."

Zhao Yang looked at me with a smile. After staring blankly for a while, her face turned red, causing me to feel embarrassed.

I was teaching second grade, and I taught Chinese math.

As soon as I came over, I brought a class with me. The other teachers were all brought together by three classes. Because there weren't many teachers in the school, it was rare to invite them over.

I thought the children in the village would be naughty, but I didn't expect them to be very quiet and obedient.

In class, it was quite quiet.

In fact, when I was writing on the blackboard with my back facing them, I had the illusion that there was no one in the classroom. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a chill on my back.

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