The dormitory manager even swallowed his voice and advised everyone to leave first, but no one left. Someone took a step forward and said even more: "We want to accompany Du Wenzhi here."

"Yes, we have to accompany him, we won't leave."

Students shouted this sentence in a more swallowing voice, and the sound fell into Du Wenzhi's ears one by one, and his crying gradually lowered.

Li Jianhui supported Yuwen Huang and glanced at him. This glance was truly admirable.

If it weren't for him, Du Wenzhi would have died.

"Are you okay?"

Li Jianhui asked softly.

"fine!"

Yuwen Huang felt very uncomfortable, and he leaned against Li Jianhui, his face pale, "His father..." A classmate from the same dormitory as him whispered: "He answered a phone call tonight, hung up the phone and said with a smile, "My father is dead, he said with a smile, we thought he was joking."

"Student Yuwen Huang, you are really brave."

A classmate came up and said to him.

"Yes, you are really brave. I'm afraid you almost fell down."

"That's so high, how dare you?

You are so awesome.”

After the classmates recovered, they all came to praise him.

Even Li Jianhui cast admiration for him.

Yuwen Huang felt very uncomfortable.

Because, this time he came back, he felt that the two old men at home were obviously much older. Du Wenzhi's heart-wrenching cry made him suddenly realize that one day he would also face such a separation of life and death.

I didn't think about it before, not that I didn't know that life would end, but that their family would be able to last for a long time. He did not think about his grandparents or his ancestors.

The principal rushed over with several teachers and ordered the students to go back to bed in an orderly manner.

Yuwen Huang and Li Jianhui and others returned to the dormitory, and several children who were about to enter the age of 18 were sitting silently. This may be the first time they were thinking about life seriously.

Li Zhiyue held her knees with both hands, bent her head on the back of her hand and wiped her tears.

Finally, Yan Meiming stood up first, went to the door of the dormitory to pick up the phone, inserted the phone card, and called out, "Dad, are you asleep?

It's okay, I... just miss you a little."

The last sentence is in a crying voice.

After he hung up the phone, it was Li Zhiyue who went to call.

One by one, he took turns dialing the phone. Finally, it was Li Jianhui. He stood in front of the phone and was silent for a long time before finally picking up the phone, "Dad, mom, I miss you!"

Yuwen Huang noticed that he did not dial the number.

The other students also noticed it, and the lame man said, "Ah Hui, you didn't dial..." The beast pulled him quickly and shook his head at him.

The lame man was stunned, a little puzzled, but the beast just pulled him to stop him from speaking.

Li Jianhui hung up the phone and walked back, his steps were a little sloppy. He sat down by the bed, stretched his legs to the bed, and fell on the bed.

His mat was taken away by Yuwen Huang, and the mat that was originally sprayed with shower gel shampoo was thrown behind.

His eyes were a little confused and empty, but tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

"Is it okay?"

Yuwen Huang asked him.

He turned his head and looked straight at Yuwen Huang. He was sure that Yuwen Huang had no malice, so he reached out to wipe his tears and shook his head, "It's okay."

The beast sat beside him, without saying anything, and was silent with him, but his hand was placed on Li Jianhui's shoulder and gently pressed it down.

Everyone thinks something must have happened to Li Jianhui's family, but no one dares to ask.

Other dormitories also call home one after another like this dormitory. Sometimes they don’t call home for a semester.
Chapter completed!