Chapter 125 - Corrieff College (VIII)

Xiao Lan wakes up in a happy mood and the smile on her lips continues from the dream world to reality.

 

So Luo is named after himself?

 

I have to say that Xiao Lan's personal style of naming is very similar to that of a random book with a specific word.

 

Xiao Lan's mouth turned up a little when he thought of Luo's speechless expression at that moment.

 

Perhaps Luo should have been glad that he had a literate book like Archaeology on his desk instead of something like Postnatal Care of the Sow or Tractor Driving Techniques.

 

Xiao Lan's eyes fell on her wrist, which still bore a scar from the previous burn.

 

He had encountered so many things during that time that he was somewhat frazzled, and he could not remember the details about the wound, except that he seemed to have bandaged it haphazardly at the time, and then it healed sparingly.

 

Now that I think about it, how could the wound have healed smoothly with that crude bandaging technique of my own back then.

 

So it was Luo who bandaged him up.

 

There's no telling what happened afterwards to make them what they are now.

 

Xiao Lan surveys the ceiling.

 

He was still in a pretty good mood, and even the sight of the handwriting consisting of water stains on the ceiling once again did not affect his mood.

 

On the ceiling, the water stains form a different handwriting than yesterday's: the

 

[She killed him]

 

[I can't take it anymore]

 

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The words "she" and "he" in this sentence are not specific enough to make it clear what they are talking about, but as far as we can tell, they indicate that there are at least three people in the event that the guy who left the note wanted to describe.

 

A woman kills a man and another person watching feels unable to bear it.

 

With the last "blood, blood, blood" and "she's crazy", it must have been a terrible situation.

 

Will Adeline be among these three ......?

 

And which one is she?

 

--

 

At breakfast.

 

The students remained calm, chatting about gossip and school trivia as before, the danger of the red moon night having little effect on them.

 

Xiao Lan listened to their conversation, and no one heard anything related to the body.

 

The body was in a conspicuous location and in such a miserable state of death that it could not have been overlooked under normal circumstances, so someone would have disposed of it before the students' activities.

 

Xiao Lan again focused on the teacher's side.

 

The male player who had been given the status of teacher was indeed missing from the crowd, so it seems likely that he was the one who died last night.

 

However, the exact confirmation may have to be done on Luo's side in the capacity of a teacher.

 

One other thing seems strange.

 

Mrs Weld, the headmistress, has red and slightly swollen eyes today and looks as if she has been crying.

 

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Whenever her eyes swept over the empty seat in the teacher's chair, the worry and difficulty in her eyes did not look fake.

 

She should have known about what happened last night, there's a chance she was the one who disposed of the body, there's even a good chance she has an unspoken connection to Mrs. Hong Yue, yet she looks genuinely upset.

 

Everything about Mrs Weld makes Xiao Lan feel suspicious.

 

--

 

After breakfast, Xiao Lan returned the paraffin lamp she had received last night to the night watchman.

 

The night watchman very much seemed a little surprised to see Xiao Lan.

 

But he said nothing, just took the paraffin lamp and then shooed Xiao Lan out, looking as if he wasn't interested in talking to him.

 

Xiao Lan then came to his first classroom.

 

He arrived early, as usual, and sat among the students listening carefully to their conversations, but unfortunately there was no particular gossip today, nor did he meet any students who were as keen to spread the campus rumour mill as the Xi Li trio.

 

When it was time for class, in came a blond male who looked very young.

 

Wearing the uniform of the teachers and carrying a box in his hand, he entered the classroom with a smile and greeted his classmates, a teacher who was well liked by his students judging by their reactions.

 

Xiao Lan did not care much about him.

 

But a student in the crowd shouted out, "Hey~ Laurence ."

 

The blonde haired teacher smiled at the student and said, "Jack, in class you will address me as Mr. Cook."

 

Only then did the student nod cheekily in agreement, clearly knowing the two men well in private.

 

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It was at this name that Xiao Lan looked at the other man.

 

Then he realised that the case Laurence was holding looked uncannily familiar, exactly like the medical kit that had appeared in his dream last night.

 

Laurence then opened the medical kit in his hand at the podium and said to the students in a relaxed tone, "I'm here to give you a lesson in first aid today, after all, energetic children like you are always prone to injuries."

 

The students happily chimed in and the atmosphere in the classroom was relaxed.

 

The contents of Laurence's medical kit are exactly the same as those in Xiao Lan's dream.

 

This man must be the real Laurence, the teacher at Corrieff College.

 

The Luo in the dream is supposed to have temporarily taken the other's place at the college, and the office was supposed to belong to Laurence.

 

Xiao Lan can't help but wonder what Luo's original identity was.

 

At that time Luo knew everything about the Advent world and could enter the game at will to replace the NPCs in it, although he looked like he was too engrossed in fishing to work.

 

--

 

Lunchtime.

 

Xiao Lan was on her way to the restaurant when she suddenly remembered the garden where the figure had appeared last night.

 

The shadow that appeared in the garden at the time seemed to be trying to hand him something, but it didn't work, and I wonder if it would change anything if I went to see it now.

 

The gardens are still a vibrant sight, with plants growing in such abundance that they obstruct the view somewhat.

 

Xiao Lan walks slowly through it, keeping an eye on the surroundings to see if he can come across the figure again.

 

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Around a corner, a Little Xiao figure appears crouched on the ground ahead.

 

There is some resemblance to the blurred figure seen earlier, but this one is significantly more solid, almost indistinguishable from a little girl except for the absence of a shadow.

 

Xiao Lan approaches cautiously.

 

The little girl squatting on the ground is playing alone with Little Hua on the ground. She has long flaxen hair and is wearing a little white dress, looking well behaved and cute.

 

When Xiao Lan finally got within about three paces of her, the little girl suddenly spoke, her voice was small and she didn't look up, it sounded like she was talking to herself, "I miss my daddy ......"

 

Xiao Lan tried to inquire, "Where did your father go?"

 

Little girl: "It's not there anymore."

 

Xiao Lan: "Who is your father? Do you know what happened?"

 

The little girl, however, just remained silent and did not answer.

 

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Xiao Lan tried to ask the little girl a few more questions, but again, no response. The little girl was like a set-up machine, repeating the actions of playing with flowers without any change in her expression.

 

There was a moment of silence from both sides.

 

"My name is Adeline." The little girl suddenly spoke.

 

Before Xiao Lan could ask another question, her figure disappeared in an instant, just like the one she had seen earlier in the night.

 

Xiao Lan's eyes swept over the spot where she had been crouching before and spotted something in the Little Hua bush on the ground that clearly did not belong to a plant.

 

He reached out to pick it up and found that it was an old Zhang photograph.

 

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The paper is yellowed and faded, so it is clearly not very old. The photograph shows a family of three, all three of whom look familiar: the headmistress, Mr and Mrs Weld, and little Adeline, whom we have just met.

 

But strangely enough, after all these years, the Rector and his wife's appearance has not changed in the slightest and they still look the same as in the photograph.

 

Adeline has not changed either, but from the few times we have seen her, it is not very likely that Adeline is still alive.

 

And what is the situation with the Principal and his wife at ......?

 

It seems that an opportunity needs to be found to investigate them.

 

--

 

During lunch, Xiao Lan's eyes met Luo's and gestured to him with his eyes to create a little chat between the two of them.

 

Luo nodded unobtrusively at him.

 

By the time Xiao Lan has almost finished eating.

 

He found himself surrounded by the kind of excited glances of his classmates that hinted at anticipation again.

 

On the basis of the last two days, the only person who has had this treatment so far is Luo, who has emerged as a new teacher.

 

If a list of teachers' popularity were made, Luo would be at the top of the list, with even the headmaster, who is respected by his students, being a new generation of school traffic.

 

Xiao Lan turned his head and saw Luo walking towards him.

 

He is still wearing his Corrieff College uniform, which is similar on all the teachers, but on him it fits as if it were a custom-made suit, accentuating his long legs and his muscular body as if it were no more and no less.

 

" Xiao Lan." Luo walked over to Xiao Lan.

 

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Under the gaze of the crowd, his tone was somewhat serious: "The review I asked you to write yesterday, why haven't you handed it to me by now?"

 

Students around the room cast a look at the scum of the school.

 

Xiao Lan: "......"

 

Wait, when did we schedule this segment?

 

Do you need to add such a complicated plot just to create a chance to meet?

 

Luo's eyes narrowed slightly as he leaned slightly closer to Xiao Lan, his eyes like predators under the lenses.

 

In a tone with a little danger, he said, "It seems that I need to teach you a little lesson before I can do that."

 

Without waiting for Xiao Lan's reply, Luo had already straightened up and walked forward with long legs.

 

After two steps he glanced back at Xiao Lan: "Follow."

 

A cold and ruthless stance, ready to take care of a rebellious student, with a look in his eyes and a tone of voice that was so spot on that he felt the Advent world owed him an Oscar.

 

Xiao Lan was bathed in the eyes of his classmates who said, "You've just arrived and you're already so tough? Xiao Lan followed Luo with a blank face, carrying out the persona of a disobedient, bad student who is always at odds with the teacher.

 

Since Luo is having so much fun, he'll go along with it, as long as it serves its purpose.

 

Follow Luo back to his office.

 

After closing the door.

 

Luo resumed her elegant and gentle smile, seemingly in a good mood as she began to prepare her black tea, "What can I do for you, sir?"

 

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Xiao Lan sat down casually on the table and didn't say anything: "Do you know the headmaster's usual whereabouts?"

 

Luo said as she made tea, " Mrs Weld stays at the school all the time, I'm told she hardly ever leaves, usually if she's not in class she's back in her office, even at night she rests in the office break room and hardly ever comes out."

 

"If today, she has no afternoon classes, so she'll probably stay in the headmaster's office all afternoon."

 

Xiao Lan: "Is there any way to get her out of the office?"

 

Luo handed over the brewed black tea, "Why, do you need access to her office? How long will it take?"

 

"Well, about an hour." Xiao Lan takes a sip of the black tea, which Luo always keeps at the perfect temperature.

 

Luo: "In that case, I can invite her out for an afternoon tea with a discussion on academic affairs, she should be happy to explain a bit to her new colleagues and I'll try to drag it out as long as possible."

 

"But it is said that Mr Weld rarely goes out because of his ill health and generally stays in his own room, which is not far from the Headmaster's office, so you may want to keep an eye on him."

 

With that, he took a pocket watch out of his shirt pocket and handed it over towards Xiao Lan: "This is for you, so you can check the time."

 

Xiao Lan took the pocket watch, which, although well made, was not a prop, but just an ordinary object in the copy, with no other function than to tell the time.

 

Luo's body temperature was still on the pocket watch, perhaps from the absorption of the rest of the shards, but it had risen a little more, almost to the point of being human, and, having been placed close to him, it felt a little hot in the hand.

 

Xiao Lan is looking down at his pocket watch when he suddenly feels a hand covering his head, a hand that moves gently enough not to feel offended.

 

He looked up in confusion, but met Luo's smiling face.

 

Luo's eyes had a soft smile in them, "I'm sorry, but I feel a bit nostalgic."

 

Xiao Lan also recalls the head touch in her dream.

 

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The atmosphere then was relaxed and pleasant.

 

And at that time the man in front of him was still powerful to the point of being almost omnipotent, confident and spontaneous, graceful with a touch of unconventionality. It was as if there was nothing in the world that was difficult for him.

 

What kind of circumstances could have turned him into that frail black shadow sealed in an envelope?

 

In a vague way, Xiao Lan always felt that there was something to do with his presence.

 

Luo would have surmised as much by now, but there was still a gentle look in his eyes, no regret, no remorse, just a breezy acceptance of it all.

 

Xiao Lan's heart sank slightly at the thought of it, as if a tiny thorn had been stuck in it, not too painful, but too difficult to ignore.

 

Noticing the change in Xiao Lan, Luo withdrew his hand, his tone implying concern, "Sir?"

 

Xiao Lan looked at the ground, "You might as well stop calling me sir, you weren't originally attached to me, just call me by my first name."

 

Luo laughed lowly, "But I'm used to it, and 'sir' is a title only I can use, are you going to deny me that privilege?"

 

Xiao Lan looks up at him and suddenly feels a lot lighter when he sees Luo's open smile.

 

Whatever happened afterwards, it does not make their encounter wrong.

 

Xiao Lan also laughed: "Then change the 'you', I can't treat my friends like that."

 

Yes, it took so much time to get reacquainted when it was clear that they had been friends since a long time ago.

 

Luo's eyes shone with a soft light: "Yes, as you wish."

 

However, he wanted more than just friends.

 

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The author has something to say.

 

Luo: There are certain occasions when 'you' is more appealing ♂

 

Xiao Lan: ...... You shut up.

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