Although he was riding a bicycle, the little guy was still too young to withstand a collision!
Pedestrians around stopped and suddenly smiled on their faces, as if they were watching my joke. I hurriedly got out of the car and tried to help the little boy!
But suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder from behind!
I thought it was the little boy's family coming, so I quickly turned around and found that it was Boss Chen who had just left. Boss Chen's face was still cold, and he grabbed me, with a hint of nervousness on his cold face!
"Hurry up! It will get dark at 5:30 on Xiaolou Street! Don't you know!"
Boss Chen looked very thin, but he was extremely strong. I had no strength to resist and was dragged out of Xiaolou Street by him.
When I was leaving, I looked back at the little boy lying on the ground. The little boy was lying on the ground motionless, the skin on his face had been rubbed off, and his two pure white eyeballs were staring at me!
This kid has no pupils!
I felt weak all over. If Boss Chen hadn't pulled me, I would have almost collapsed on the ground.
I don’t dare to look back, this small building street is really weird!
After leaving Xiaolou Street, everything changed, the sky became brighter, and the gloom was gone! It felt like walking from hell into heaven!
I breathed a long sigh of relief.
My legs and feet are still a little weak, I can't lift any strength, and my clothes are soaked with sweat!
"Boss Chen, what happened to that little boy just now?" I asked with lingering fear.
"You must leave Xiaolou Street before five-thirty. This is a rule! Otherwise, you will never come out! Don't you know?" Boss Chen seemed very angry and glared at me fiercely.
I was frightened for a while. I had never heard of such a thing. You have to leave at half past five! Otherwise, you will never come out. Could you die there? I don’t understand! How could such a place exist?
, that little boy just now was so weird, the skin on his face was rubbed off on the ground, but he couldn't say a word!
I was just about to continue asking about Xiaolou Street when Boss Chen suddenly waved his hand to me: "Come to the store to see me tomorrow!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
This person was so mysterious that I didn’t dare to stay any longer, so I rode my bike and rushed home!
After I got home, my mother had already prepared dinner. After dinner, I went into the house to read. The college entrance examination was in two months and I didn't dare to delay.
Almost all hopes were placed on me. I didn't dare to live up to my mother's expectations of me. I kept watching until about ten o'clock and felt a little sleepy, so I went to bed and got ready to go to bed. There is still half a day of classes tomorrow and a half day in the afternoon.
I am going to go to Xiaolou Street to find Boss Chen. I have already made a plan in my mind to go there early to avoid being almost unable to come back like today.
As soon as I lay on the bed and closed my eyes, I felt sleepy. Maybe it was because I was too tired today, and I fell asleep within a few minutes.
I had the same dream again, and the woman in red appeared in the room again. I still couldn’t see her face clearly, but today she didn’t have the handbag on her hand. The woman quietly climbed onto my bed. After a lot of confusion,
, the woman got dressed and was about to leave. Suddenly I saw blurry facial features on her face, and I couldn't see the specific appearance clearly.
I woke up again, sweating profusely like before.
Recalling what happened during the day, I secretly cursed myself for not having a long memory. I knew that this woman might not be human, but why couldn't I control myself.
My body felt sticky and uncomfortable. I was afraid that my mother would be suspicious and I didn't dare to go to the bathroom to wash it. I took out the toilet paper on the bedside, wiped the sweat off my body, and then threw the tissue into the trash can.
I suddenly found that sweat stuck to the tissue and turned bright red, as if what was flowing out of my body was not sweat, but blood!
My body seemed to be very weak and I couldn't lift my strength. I tremblingly picked up the bedside mirror and looked at it. I found that my face was covered with wrinkled skin and my hair had turned silvery white. I looked like a man in his seventies or eighties.
An old man who is about to die.
I was so frightened that I dropped the mirror and opened my eyes suddenly, only to realize that I had just had a dream! A dream within a dream!
I calmed down my emotions and thought that maybe I had experienced too many things during the day, and I was thinking about it and dreaming about it at night, which is why I dreamed about it.
I fell asleep again in a daze!
I don’t know how long I slept, but suddenly I heard a childish voice in the hazy state: “Dad...”
I was sleeping soundly, so I thought it was a dream, ignored it, and continued to sleep.
The voice sounded again, and it seemed to have a little more sadness: "Woooo...Dad..."
I woke up just in time to pee, so I went to the bathroom to relax for a while, then walked back to the bedroom, turned on the light, and found that there was nothing in the room, everything was as usual.
I scratched my head, thinking that maybe I was under too much mental pressure recently and was hearing hallucinations...
I looked up at the clock on the wall and saw that it was half past three in the morning. Suddenly, I felt sleepy and got into bed and fell asleep.
I got up the next day and rode my bicycle to school as usual.
As soon as I entered the school gate, my car was kicked by someone. When I turned around, I saw that it was my classmate Song Min. This woman who looked innocent but was actually rough on the inside made me very disgusted.
"Du Yu, why are you so nervous and absent-minded these days?"
Song Min stared at me suspiciously.
Then he started laughing, stared at me and said with a smile: "Did you meet a female ghost?"
Although I knew Song Min was teasing me, when I heard the word female ghost, my heart tightened and I gave Song Min a wary look.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Seeing my reaction, Song Min was stunned for a moment, then smiled and pushed my shoulder.
"You're so funny, I just said it casually, but you actually took it seriously! Okay, I have to go to class quickly. I'm not an top student like you. If Teacher Song catches me late, I'll have to talk to me again.
!" After Song Min finished speaking, she hurriedly walked towards the classroom.
Song Min's careless words brought back my memories. Thinking of the horrific scene that night, I couldn't help but feel a chill running down my spine.
I felt unsafe even standing at the school gate, so I hurriedly pushed my car and walked into the parking area behind the teaching building.
This is a place specially arranged by the school to store bicycles. I found an open space nearby and wanted to push the car in quickly. I glanced at my watch and it was already 6:55. The dean of students was already standing at the top of the stairs of the third grade of high school with his hands on his hips.
Get ready to start catching late students.
But something strange happened. There was a ten-centimeter step in the aisle between the bicycle area and the teaching building. The light road bike couldn't push it up, as if it was stuck in the gap between the rocks. No matter how hard I tried, the bike wouldn't move!
I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely. There was a flat concrete floor behind me without any obstacles. This was really like seeing a ghost!
The dean had already started counting down from behind. The students around me parked their cars and ran past me with laughter. They looked at me as if they were looking at a ridiculous fool. Not only them, but even me felt that I was the one at the moment.
Fool.
My back felt a little chilly, and I slowly let go of my hand. The bicycle stood straight on the spot, and the footrest on the rear wheel was retracted!
I realized something was wrong. Cold sweat started to break out on my back and my lips were a little dry. I couldn't explain such a thing with my limited knowledge.
I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on. My mind was buzzing, and I heard an angry roar from behind: "That student, do you think this is fun! Get out of the classroom!"
"
This was the dean's voice, like a thunderclap, which suddenly pulled me back from my out-of-control thoughts. I turned around in panic, gasping for air, and looked at the dean in horror.
The dean seemed to think I was making fun of him. His facial muscles twitched a few times and he strode towards me. This guy has a nickname: Bastard! He does dirty things to students. We are all afraid of him, but at this moment I
But I feel happy to be kicked by him.
The dean had just taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped. I noticed a hint of danger from his dilated pupils, and then I saw a frightened expression on the dark face of the dean, with his arms hurriedly covering his head.
He backed away in panic, but tripped over his huge leather shoes and fell to the ground.
He shouted vaguely: "Quick...quick..."
I stared blankly at the scene happening in front of me, my thinking seemed to have stopped. The world around me lost its sound and became extremely quiet. My senses and vision were ten times sharper. There was a violent vibration behind me, and a wave of energy was raised.
Smell by the fishy wind, I resisted the strong feeling of vomiting and turned my head in horror.
Two meters directly in front of me, a girl in school uniform was lying quietly. Her limbs had been twisted into strange shapes. One thigh was folded on the girl's abdomen. The forearm bone of her left hand penetrated the skin and stretched out for more than ten years.
Centimeters later, the fishy-smelling blood slowly seeped towards my position.
I know the girl lying on the ground. She is my classmate Liu Ruo. In my impression, Liu Ruo is relatively introverted and rarely talks. Even after class, she will stay in her seat with her head down and not knowing what she is doing.
, once I deliberately passed by and had a sneak peek, and found that she was painting, and the painting was a man. I was afraid that she would find out, so I just took a sneak peek without seeing it too clearly. I just felt that Liu Ruo's painting skills were very good.
, that man’s face was only half painted, I thought it looked familiar, but I didn’t know who it was.
When I was lost in memories, I suddenly heard the sound of salsa. I raised my head and saw a piece of A4 paper slowly falling from the air. I subconsciously reached out and took it in my hand. This was a sketch with the drawing on it.
A man's face.
Memory and reality overlap. This is Liu Ruo's unfinished sketch that day, but the painting has been completed.
This face is very familiar to me. It’s monitor Zhao Yu.
I suddenly understood that this sketch should be Liu Ruo's, but why did she draw Zhao Yu? In my memory, Liu Ruo and Zhao Yu have no intersection, and I have never seen them talking in class.
, I held the sketch blankly, and there was a line of small words written at the bottom: Yu, if you fail me for a moment, you will suffer for the rest of your life, as if you have never written anything.
Seeing this, I seemed to understand something. This should be Liu Ruo's suicide note. Although it was written very implicitly, I could vaguely guess that there should be some unknown relationship between Liu Ruo and Zhao Yu.
I don't know when, Wang Long, the dean of students, suddenly walked up to me, pushed me away, and snatched Liu Ruo's suicide note.
"Go back to the classroom quickly!" Wang Long said and pushed me, his eyes full of threats: "Don't talk nonsense! Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Wang Long is not only the teaching director, but also Zhao Yu's uncle! Maybe he saw some clues and came to threaten me in order to protect his nephew.
I didn't say anything, parked the car and walked towards the teaching building.
The sound of Liu Ruo falling from the building had already alarmed the students who were in class, and the entire teaching building was filled with onlookers.
Wang Long yelled at the students who were watching: "You are not allowed to watch. This has nothing to do with you. The police will come to deal with it! The head teachers of each class should take responsibility!"
I saw Wang Long crumpling the sketch into a ball of paper and stuffing it into his pocket.
The students did not dare to watch anymore. After entering the classroom, the head teacher Song Qian did not pursue my lateness. She had no time to take care of me. Although the classmates in the class entered the classroom, they were still discussing. Such a big thing happened. This group of
Students who are depressed by their studies feel like they are going to explode.
The scene that just happened was noticed by several students in the class. Naturally, the news of Song Qian's suicide could not be hidden from these people.
But the only close witness was me, and no one knew the events better than me.
I deliberately glanced at Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu was sitting in his seat with a solemn look on his face, as if he was worried about something. Under normal circumstances, he, the monitor, would have stepped forward to manage the discipline of the class.
Zhao Yu was very abnormal at this moment.
Song Qian stood on the podium and shouted with a heavy face: "Study well! You are not allowed to talk, and you are not allowed to leave the classroom! I have something to deal with, and I will be back soon!"
After saying that, he walked out of the classroom in a hurry.
Not long after Song Qian left, the class started to explode again. Only the female student sitting in front of her was still holding her textbook and reading in the morning, while the others started talking among themselves.
Although Liu Ruo is a classmate in our class, because of her weird personality, she does not have close friends with her, so the mentality of the classmates in the class is also different.
I was thinking about what was going on in the middle of this, when suddenly I felt someone patting me from behind. I turned around and saw that it was Song Min sitting behind me.
"Is that person really Liu Ruo?" Song Min asked me with a surprised look on his face.
I nodded.
"Why can't she think about it? I usually see her as quite depressed, but I didn't expect that she would actually commit suicide! Hey..." Song Min sighed, her eyes dim.
Although Song Min is usually very carefree, seeing her acting like this must make her feel uncomfortable.
"That's right! I saw that you were nearby, weren't you scared? Haha! You don't know, I just went up the stairs and saw Liu Ruo falling from the top. My legs were so frightened that I couldn't even call you.
I can't scream!" Song Min suddenly laughed and asked me extremely excitedly.
The good feeling I had just generated was extinguished in an instant. I sympathize with Liu Ruo's experience. This feeling is incomprehensible to those who have not experienced it personally. Living people died in front of me! That kind of psychological impact
, indescribable.
I just can’t understand why Song Min, a classmate of mine, could be so excited when my classmate died!
An inexplicable fire surged in my heart, and I stood up suddenly and shouted to Song Min: "Is it that funny? How will you feel when something happens to you one day and the people around you laugh at you?
,Although Liu Ruo can't hear you..."
My voice was so loud that I was a little surprised.
The classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were full of surprise. It seemed that my reaction was beyond their expectation.
Song Min seemed to be frightened by me, with a look of grievance on her face, and stared at me with red eyes. She suddenly stood up and pushed me, then covered her face and ran out of the classroom.
Song Min's character has always been like a boy. She played football in the playground and fought with boys. She has done all these things. This was the first time I saw her cry. It seemed that she was really hurt by me.
Looking at her back, I suddenly felt that I was a little too much. It seemed that I shouldn't yell at her like this in front of the classmates.
It's just that it's too late.
"Du Yu, why are you so excited? Do you and Liu Ruo have a special relationship?"
Zhao Yu suddenly stood up, stared at me and said, his brows furrowed, but there was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.
These words seemed to resonate with the students in the class, and pairs of suspicious eyes looked around me.
"You fart! Liu Ruo and I are just classmates. We haven't even spoken to each other. How can we be related?" I was a little angry. It was clear that Liu Ruo's suicide note stated that he would use his own death to retaliate against Zhao Yu and Liu Ruoyou.
The one who has a special relationship is him, not me! From the look on his face, it seems that he wants to frame me.
Zhao Yu's reaction further confirmed my guess.
I wanted to tell what I saw, but thinking about Wang Long's threat, I held back. After all, Zhao Yu had a strong background and I couldn't afford to offend him.
"Have you never spoken? Haha, I remember seeing you sneaking around Liu Ruo's seat when get out of class was over yesterday! Who would believe you if you said that you two have nothing to do with each other! In my opinion, the reason why Liu Ruo can't think about it must be It has something to do with you!" Zhao Yu walked around to me and said seriously. A trace of pride flashed in his eyes.
This bitch just poured dirty water on me, clearly trying to frame me.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I felt like my brain was about to explode. A sneer appeared on the corner of Zhao Yu's mouth. The skinny monkey who usually hangs out with him is also fat, and he also echoed: "This kid looks honest on the surface.
Maybe he did something to Liu Ruo! I think what Brother Yu said makes sense!"
The fat man was talking and laughing, as if he was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Thin Monkey also said: "Beat this kid and see if he talks. I think there must be something going on here!"
With these two people fanning the flames, the class suddenly became noisy.
They all pointed at me and started talking, and I looked up. Even the female classmates in front of me, who were more interested in studying, had no ears for world affairs, and only read books about sages, turned their heads and looked at me, their eyes full of strange colors.