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Chuanbai felt a panic that he had never experienced before. His heart almost jumped into his throat. He clenched his palms tightly. He walked to the window in two or three steps. He opened the window suddenly and stretched his neck. It was still nothing. Can't see it.

He was so flustered that he saw a group of big men walking by the window, he couldn't care less, he stood in front of the window and shouted:

"Uncle! What's the matter? What happened?"

Attracted by his voice, several villagers looked at each other in dismay. One of the villagers came to Chuanbai's window with great interest, and asked curiously: "You are a child, why are you like this? You can't hear it, you can't hear it."

Chuanbai's face was pale, the corners of his mouth were raised weakly, he pretended to be calm and said: "Uncle, I'm just asking, I'm too curious, please tell me quickly, what's going on?"

When the villager saw Chuan Baisheng's pink carvings, he liked it very much, so he said carelessly: "Hey, isn't it New Year's Eve tonight? Uncle Li came back from drinking and wanted to wash his face by the river, but it turned out , A dead body floated up the river!"

Chuanbai's face turned paler, his stomach churned, and his whole body seemed to be drained of strength.

Upstream... He vaguely remembered that the place where he and Shang Lu agreed to meet today seemed to be in the upper reaches of the river... Could it be...

no, it's impossible...

"Then... that corpse, who is it...?"

The villagers laughed, and looked Chuanbai up and down: "You child, you won't even recognize him if you tell me."

Chuanbai tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his heart, and said softly: "Uncle, just tell me, I'm so curious."

"Who else could it be? It's a fool in our village. I heard that he went to the woods alone at noon today. He probably fell into the lake by accident. It's Chinese New Year, what a bad luck... Sigh! Are you OK?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chuan Bai took a few steps back abruptly, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he said tremblingly: "The idiot you are talking about...is it because the hair is very long...it is very comfortable to wear in winter. Few people?"

"Yeah... Old man Li was so scared when he saw the corpse. I heard that when the corpse was found, it was swollen with bubbles. Alas... child, are you sick?"

Before the villagers could finish speaking, Chuanbai felt weak all over and fell to the ground all of a sudden. His whole body was cold, and he couldn't bear it anymore, leaned over and retched.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the villagers hurried away. Before leaving, they did not forget to look at Chuanbai and muttered something.

Chuan Bai didn't hear it clearly, and he didn't want to know, at this moment he was on the verge of collapse.

Obviously, Shanglu was still talking to him yesterday, and they agreed to be good friends, but today he died... or drowned in the river in the village on Xiaoye.

Chuan Bai is only 12 years old this year, and his heart is immature, not to mention that the drowned person is still his friend, and now he has collapsed.

He got up tremblingly, quickly returned to the room, locked the door, plunged into the quilt, wrapped the quilt tightly, trying to drive away the cold in his body.

But the cold still came from the soles of his feet, and his palms were also sweating.

How could this be... How could Phytophthora drown... Impossible...

Yesterday he still played with himself, made a snowman for himself, and said he wanted to be a good friend, how could it be like this...

No...it must be a mistake, it can't be Pokemon...he doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it...

Chuan Bai threw off the quilt violently, staggered to the window, hurriedly picked up a stool and put it under the window sill, gritted his teeth and jumped from the window.

He looked back at the locked door, his heart was beating violently, no matter what, he must go to see it today...

His palms were sweating, and he rushed frantically to the noisy side of the crowd. His speed was very fast, the cold wind whizzed past his ears, he was panting heavily, and his face was pale.

Suddenly, a figure passed by him. The man looked very embarrassed, his clothes were all stained, and he seemed to have done some dirty work.

Chuan Bai frowned, his heart moved slightly, but he didn't care, but then his peripheral vision suddenly touched the stain on the man's sleeve.

The stain was different from the stains in other places. It was faintly red. He moved the tip of his nose lightly. There was a strong smell on this man...like the smell of blood.

Chuanbai's breathing stagnated, and he stopped abruptly, his breathing becoming more rapid.

He raised his eyes to look at that person, but he didn't expect that person to be Huangmao. At this time, he was walking in the opposite direction to himself, walking slowly, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Chuanbai's heart was beating like a drum, he clenched his teeth, carefully looked at the yellow hair, and it was difficult to breathe for a moment.

He read it right, the yellow sweater sleeves... were blood stains!And if you look closely, there seems to be marks on his face from being beaten, and there are many water stains on his clothes...

Today is New Year's Eve, it is impossible for Huang Mao to go out to the village to fight with others. He is not celebrating the new year, and others are also celebrating the new year... And yesterday, Shang Lu had a conflict with Huang Mao...

Could it be... Huang Mao... No, no... It's just a quarrel. Huang Mao is only sixteen or seventeen years old this year, how could he be so cruel?

As if sensing his gaze, Huang Mao turned his head sideways and saw that it was Chuan Bai. The corner of his mouth curled into a smile, but his eyes were very strange, as if he was... provocative.

Huang Mao just glanced at Chuan Bai, and then looked away. Chuan Bai lowered his eyes, gritted his teeth, and passed him by.

Chuan Bai staggered towards the crowd, he was too short, he could only vaguely see a person lying on the ground by the river from the gap in the crowd.

The villagers covered the man with a rag, and Chuan Bai could only see the man's swollen hands, which were clenched tightly.

When his eyes touched the thing in the man's hand, Chuan Bai's eyes widened instantly, his face was pale, his stomach was churning, and he retched violently.

His reaction was too violent, with snot and tears mixed together, and the discomfort in his body made him fall to the ground, trembling all over.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and there was a severe pain in his heart. He clenched his teeth, but his eyes fell on the man.

That person is really Shanglu.

What he was holding in his hand was the scarf he had brought to him the first day they met.

"Xiao Bai!"

Father Chuan's roar and Mother Chuan's scream came from his ears, but he had no strength to respond to them anymore. He was really uncomfortable, not only his heart ached, but his whole body seemed to be exhausted. , he couldn't move at all.

Suddenly it went dark, and Chuanbai completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was lying in the hospital. He raised his brown eyes feebly, but found that the medical equipment around him was very advanced. Thinking about it... he should have returned to City N.

"Xiaobai...Xiaobai, you are awake! You are trying to scare me and your dad to death!"

There was a low sob in his ear, Chuan Bai wanted to speak, but found that he didn't have the strength to say a word at all, his lips only moved up and down.

"You kid, you actually dared to climb out the window and run out by yourself last night. What are you doing out there, what are you doing to join in the fun? Do you know that your mother and I were almost worried to death!"

Chuan's father also spoke, his voice was a little angry, and Chuan's mother was a little unhappy, so she lowered her voice and said, "The child is like this now, and you still say that there is nothing like this!"

"Don't shirk responsibility! You are a mother who can't even look down on children, so you have the nerve to say me!"

Chuan's father and Chuan's mother were arguing fiercely, and the two were shirking each other's responsibilities. Chuan Bai's consciousness was hazy, and his heart was even more irritable. He closed his eyes, but he remembered the tragedy of Shanglu last night in his mind.

His body trembled violently, his face turned pale, Shanglu...was really gone.

"Dad... Mom... stop arguing..."

Chuanbai spoke weakly, his voice hoarse, and Chuan's mother burst into tears: "Okay, okay, let's stop arguing, what does Xiaobai want to say?"

"I don't want to be in the hospital...I want to...I want to go back..."

He half closed his eyes, the boundless whiteness in the hospital seemed to drown him, it was too oppressive for him to breathe.

"But...but you are not in good health yet, can you stay in the hospital for a while? When you are in good health, we will return to City N immediately, and we will never go back there again."

Mother Chuan was in an anxious mood, trying her best to coax Chuan Bai with nice words, she gave Father Chuan a hard look, but Father Chuan swallowed what he wanted to say.

Chuanbai remained silent and closed his eyes. He wanted to go back to the village now... he wanted to say goodbye to Shanglu.

Seeing Chuan Bai like this, Chuan's mother was furious, and dragged Chuan's father to go outside the ward, and the two began to quarrel again:

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't locked up your son at that time, none of these things would have happened! My son is only so old, what happened last night may have cast a shadow on him for the rest of his life!"

"You have the nerve to say it? Didn't you not obstruct it at the time? You are also responsible for what your son is doing now!"

Chuanbai felt powerless, and his parents started again. Every time they encountered this, they would shirk responsibility from each other, but this time...it's really not their fault, it's his own fault.

He looked at the incandescent lamp above his head, his brown eyes flashing.

If he hadn't asked Shanglu to meet in the forest, Shanglu might be fine...

But now it's too late to think about it, Shanglu has already left.

Next time, if he can meet Shanglu again, he will definitely hold Shanglu's hand tightly and protect this fool.

******

After Chuanbai recovered, it was already the New Year's Eve, and the weather gradually warmed up. He and his parents returned to the village again, packing up their things and preparing to return to City N.

The villagers are responsible for Shanglu's death.Since he had no parents and did not know where his family lived, the villagers hurriedly buried him in the woods without calling the police.

He is just an orphan without father and mother, there is no need to involve more things because of him.

Regarding the cause of Shanglu's death, whether it was a homicide or a suicide, the villagers were unwilling to investigate, but everyone had the answer in their hearts, and they all chose to keep silent tacitly.

Chuanbai also vaguely knew that Shanglu might not have committed suicide, and the murderer might also be the yellow hair that night.

But even if he knew this, what was the use?He has no evidence, and no energy to think about these things. This summer, he will enter junior high school, and Mother Chuan arranged for him to study in the best junior high school in N City.

On the day before leaving, he placed the puppet on the table in front of Shanglu's grave according to the previous agreement. He promised Shanglu that he would give him a gift.

Shanglu's grave was very small and there was no tombstone. Chuan Bai knelt in front of his grave and kowtowed three times.

"I'm leaving, and I may not come back in the future. This is the gift I'm going to give you that day. I don't know if you like it or not."

"I'm sorry I didn't help you, I'm going home...I hope in the next life...we will meet again."

After saying this, he put the doll in front of Shanglu's grave and left slowly.

Chuan's father and Chuan's mother moved quickly, and he sat on the seat again.

Van, but this time, there will be no weird boy like Phytolacca appear.

The van started slowly, and before leaving, Chuan Bai saw the yellow hair again.

He seemed to be more arrogant than before, with an uncomfortable feeling all over his body. The villagers avoided him when they saw him, and even the few little followers who often followed him disappeared.

Soon, Chuanbai looked away.

What happens to this village in the future has nothing to do with him. Shanglu is dead, so there is no need for him to miss this village.

The van drifted away, and the originally sunny sky gradually darkened.

At this time, in the forest where Shanglu was buried, there was a faint black mist in front of Shanglu's grave.

The black mist quickly merged into a ball and got into the puppet.

The puppet's joints moved suddenly, its eyes turned strangely, and it let out a weird laugh, which looked extraordinarily weird in the open forest.

"Hee hee hee..."

A gleam of light flashed in the doll's black eyes, and the evil spirit around him became stronger.

Those who hurt him and slander him, he will never let go...

Anyone who bullied him...will die...

Now, he has to strengthen his strength, he wants to make those people die of pain...

The puppet laughed even more terrifyingly. He raised his hand, looked at his body, put his stiff limbs under the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly.

The puppet's dark eyes flickered, revealing a strange expression.

So fragrant...so fragrant...this doll is full of the smell of cypress.

Is this the gift Xiaobai gave him... He likes it so much...

Xiaobai...wait for me...I will find you.

We are best friends, friends are to be together every day.

The figure of the puppet gradually disappeared in place, and the village once again regained its former tranquility.

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, Shou Shou will grow up, and his personality will undergo a huge change, eh!