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Chapter 5431 Hallucination?

Time seems to have flown backwards.

Otherwise, why would the previous plot happen exactly in front of her eyes again?

teacher:……



The little girl is suspicious of the little boy at the same table.

The little boy at the same table strongly denied it and was suspicious of the two students sitting behind them.

The two students sitting in the back row strongly denied it, indicating that it was not one of them who did it.



A familiar "scuffle" between several students happened again.

The teacher reached out and rubbed his temples vigorously.

"...enough."

She took a deep breath.

"Stop arguing."

"This matter ends here."



"teacher-"

The little girl's voice stopped suddenly.

Because the teacher's face is very ugly.

Looks so fierce.

The little girl couldn't help but wince.



"Write well."

The teacher's eyes scanned every student.

Little boy, two students in the back row.

Finally it fell on the little girl.

"...quietness is required in the classroom."

"Stop yelling."



The little girl pursed her lips.

…..

The teacher stared at the little girl for a while.

Then turned and left.

I went to other students' desks to check what they had written.



It's not that the teacher is irresponsible to the little girl.

only……

The situation is there.

No one admitted to touching the little girl.

Moreover, his firm attitude made the teacher's original judgment waver.

Could it be...

Didn't anyone really meet the little girl?

She works with children all year round.

Few children could lie in front of her.



So……

After being confused for a while, the teacher quickly figured it out.

Every child is right.

The little boy and the others did not touch the little girl.

The little girl didn't mean to slander the little boy or the others.

She was misled.

By his own sudden and uncontrollable behavior.



Many people find themselves at times like this.

It’s when you focus on one thing…

Suddenly my muscles twitched.

Then the hands or feet or other parts are out of control for a few seconds.



The little girl is probably the same.

She thought she was touched by someone, so she wrote crookedly.

In fact, no one touched her.

Her hand twitched, causing her handwriting to become crooked.



But the little girl didn't know.



The little girl squeezed the pen in her hand.

Staring at another dazzling scratch.

Her lips pursed tightly.

The teacher's behavior just now made her afraid to make any more noise.



The little girl turned her head suddenly.

She was stunned by the empty seat.

Why?

Where are the people?!

There are pens and papers on the table.

Did you go to the bathroom?

The little girl quickly made a guess.

Then……

She was stunned again.



Since my deskmate is not here...

Then it wasn't her deskmate who touched her just now.

The little girl was a little confused.

Who is that?

She turned her head.



The two children behind him lowered their heads and were writing seriously.

He didn't notice the little girl's gaze.



The little girl looked at her stool.

She had deliberately moved her stool forward just now.

A little further away from the table in the back row.

She also leaned against the wall.

Stay away from the little boy at the same table.

She thought this would be foolproof...

Didn't expect...



strangeness……

The little girl was confused.

My deskmate is not here.

The two children in the back row... looked attentive and didn't look like they were causing trouble.

and……

The two children in the back row are not naughty or mischievous to begin with.

Therefore, whether it is geographical location or past "criminal record"...

She almost instantly determined that the culprit was the little boy at the same table.

result……

After she was touched again...

However, she found that the little boy at the same table was not in his seat.



That basically rules out the possibility that the little boy at the same table touched her.

But……

If it weren't for him...

Who else could it be?

Obviously the most likely person is the little boy at the same table.



The little girl felt her head hurt.



The little girl reached out and pressed her head hard.

He hit his head again.



Could it be...

The little girl was stunned again.

Being touched...

Just her illusion?

No one actually touched her...right?



But if this is an illusion...

The little girl reached out and touched her back.

The place where she felt touched every time before.



strangeness……

The feeling of being touched is so real.

It is true that every time she was touched, she would act recklessly.



so……

Every time I get touched...

Is it all her imagination?



Why?

Hearing this, Zhang Lei was stunned.

He didn't expect that this story would be full of twists and turns.

"Did someone touch you in the end?"



The little girl shook her head hesitantly.

"……have no idea."

"I felt someone touching me."

"but……"

This person cannot be found.

So strange.

Is it really just her own hallucination?

The little girl's tangled facial features were all wrinkled.



Hallucination?

Zhang Lei was stunned.

Isn't this another coincidence?

"Tiantian."

Zhang Lei was a little emotional.

"Do you remember what uncle told you last time..."

"My uncle had a classmate from elementary school who had a period of time that was very similar to your current experience."

"It's always bad luck."

"Inexplicable bad luck."

"A succession of bad luck."



The little girl nodded.

Um.

She remembers.



Just as Zhang Lei was about to continue speaking, he noticed that the table was almost full of dishes and he smiled.

"We talked while eating."

"Are you hungry, Tiantian?"



The little girl touched her belly.

Her stomach growled terribly.

The little girl nodded.

Um.

She is hungry.



"Then let's eat."

Zhang Lei started to put the food on the baking sheet.



Soon, the food began to smell delicious.



After the two of them had eaten a few pieces of meat each to relieve their hunger, Zhang Lei continued the previous topic.

"Tiantian, guess who uncle met today?"



ah?

The little girl raised her face.

There were some oil stains on the corners of the mouth.

There was a bit of confusion on his face.

who?



Zhang Lei smiled.

I don’t want to show off to my children either.

Besides, it’s unlikely that a child would be able to guess it.

Although he actually gave the answer just now.

But this child must have forgotten.

"That's what uncle told you just now..."

"My uncle's elementary school classmate who had the same unfortunate experience as you."

"Uncle just met him."



The little girl suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Really, really!?

The little girl was surprised.

"Is he in trouble too?"

the little girl blurted out.



After being stunned for a short time, Zhang Lei smiled.

"No."

"Everyone will always encounter a few unpleasant things."

"But as often as you do..."

"No."

"He ended his bad luck when he was in elementary school."



"oh."

The little girl's eyebrows drooped.

"When will my bad luck end?"


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