Who are you?

I hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to tell you this matter by writing a letter, after all, it is really difficult to tell. "

"We have known each other for a long time. You always take care of me like a big brother. You are so good and there are so many people who like you, but I am very happy. I am the only one who is closest to you. But sometimes I am afraid, Will one day you will no longer be my big brother alone? If one day you fall in love with someone else, what should I do? Will you still treat me as well as before? I can't imagine."

"Recently, there are more and more people waiting for you at the door of your classroom after class. I see so many love letters in your schoolbag every day, and I feel very sad. Although you are still very good to me, I always feel as if Soon you won't be alone."

"Look, you are so handsome, you have good academic performance, and you can play the piano. You are so good. Sooner or later, someone who is as good as you will appear, and then you will be happy together. But I can't stand it." , I can’t imagine that day. I tried to teach myself to bless you, but I couldn’t.”

"I can't watch you with someone else. Just thinking about that scene makes me mad. I don't know what's wrong with me?"

"I thought about it for a long time, and I started to avoid you. You ask me if I hate you? Of course not, how could I hate you? I just dare not face you, I just confuse my feelings for you."

"Now, I finally figured it out, I..."

The voice on the radio stopped abruptly.

My heart was beating out of my chest.I don't know who wrote this letter and to whom?All I know is that if it continues to play, something big will happen.

I thought that the lunatic would be in the broadcasting room, but when I got there, I realized that there was no one in the broadcasting room at all.Only one tape recorder is placed next to the microphone, and all equipment is turned on.There is also a piece of flat letter paper next to the tape recorder, which is somewhat yellowed.

Obviously this was premeditated.

How cunning!

"Si Er, go quickly! The teacher is here!" When I was still calming down my heartbeat, the second child suddenly appeared at the door, ran in and pulled me up, and then ran.

"Wait!" I hurriedly grabbed the tape recorder and letter paper and ran out with my second child.

When I ran out of the broadcasting room, I saw the boss and the third child lying on the outside iron gate and looking out.

"Boss, third child!"

"Quick, go over there, they're coming up!" The third child turned around and saw me and the second child, grabbed the eldest and ran in the opposite direction.

My second child and I followed closely behind.

As soon as our front feet left, the teacher arrived behind.I could still faintly hear their roars.

What a thrill!

I even suspected that the punishment that lunatic said was actually being caught by the teacher and giving him some profound ideological education.

Finally out of danger, the four of them collapsed on the grass in the playground as if they were paralyzed, panting heavily.

"Huh—" the second child stuck out his tongue like a dead dog, "Damn it! It's so fucking exciting!"

"Fuck your excitement! Has your brain been shot?" The youngest kicked over.

I also rolled my eyes, "You will be the one to stimulate next time!"

"Don't! Don't! I'm just talking casually."

"Bitch!" The youngest gave him a blank look, and then asked me, "Hey, Sier, what the hell is that thing you got? Don't tell me you wrote that hypocritical letter that made you want to vomit?"

"How is it possible?! I never wrote a letter at all! It's been so many years, I don't send text messages when I have something to do!" I hurriedly clarified.I don't know if I wrote it myself?Not impressed at all, okay?

[-].

"Then why are you running over there so excitedly?" The third child looked at me puzzled.

I froze for a moment, as if that was the case?It has nothing to do with me, why am I so excited?

"Isn't it a conditioned reflex for me to hear that music?" Yes, the lunatic must have done it on purpose, playing that piece of music at the beginning.

Thinking about it, the third child seems to make sense.So he nodded and stopped asking.

At this moment, the second child said, "By the way, who wrote the letter? And who was it for? Take a look, I brought it anyway, so I can't make a trip in vain."

"Isn't it good to read other people's letters?" I frowned.Sometimes I'm a bit stubborn about these principles that don't actually make much sense.

"Oh, my brother! We were afraid that we would watch the broadcast just now? Besides, that madman put it there, maybe it was for you to watch."

I looked at the second child in amazement, and the eldest and third child were also surprised.

"You...what are you...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Second brother, I found out that you have a good IQ!" The boss said in surprise.

Second child: "..."

"...Now, I finally understand that I like you. I hope that the position next to you will always be mine, and no one can take it away. But I dare not tell you, I am afraid that you will never want to see it again I."

The second child read out the content of the letter in a funny tone, it was really funny, everyone fell down laughing, even me.

The boss laughed so hard that he couldn't speak clearly, but he still couldn't help complaining: "Oh, I'm going! Who the hell wrote this? How talented? This woman is really brave, look Look at this love letter, it's really blatant!"

"Yes, yes, I dare not write like that!"

The boss slapped the second child on the head: "As cowardly as you are, it's a miracle that you dare to look at a girl for three seconds."

I smiled and snatched the letter from the old second-hand, and asked with a smile, "Who wrote this letter? Is it signed? Let me see."

"Hey, hey, don't grab it, it will be torn later!" The second child quickly let go.

I spread the letter paper and looked at the inscription, I thought there would be a name that might not be amazing but at least beautiful, but it turned out not to be.There is only one name that I can't believe - Zuo An.

"Hey? Si'er, who is the inscriber, are you telling me?" Seeing that I hadn't responded for a long time while holding the letter paper, the second child couldn't help urging, and the three of them started to move their heads towards me.

I was startled, and quickly put away the letter paper, folded it and put it in my pocket, but didn't show it to them.

"What's so interesting! Anyway, you don't know each other, so be careful of retribution if you read other people's secrets!"

"Tch, the whole school is about to find out and keep it a secret." The second child dismissed it.

I glared: "So what if the whole school knows? If you don't know the name, it's still a secret! Believe it or not, I'll post your obscene photos all over the campus forums and make you angry!"

Sure enough, this threat was quite effective, and the second child immediately shut his mouth.

Compared with the noise of the second child, the boss and the third child suddenly seemed a little quiet. This kind of quietness made me feel very awkward. Who is the inscriber on the website.But that's why I feel more guilty.

Maybe they sensed something.

Sometimes, the intuition of these two people is frighteningly sharp, and they seem to be able to detect some secrets with just a look or a movement.But they don't know how to ask, and they don't know how to expose it. This is probably a kind of respect for others.

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When my mother saw me, her face was full of surprise, as if she couldn't figure out why I came home suddenly.

I glanced at her and turned back upstairs to my room.I didn't look back to see my mother's expression, and I didn't want to know.But I guess, her expression now should be a little hurt.

Close the door and throw the schoolbag on the bed.My room is still the same as when I left, nothing has changed, but it is very clean, Aunt Zhou should come in often to clean it.

I started rummaging through the boxes, and half an hour later, the room that was clean and tidy not long ago was almost comparable to a garbage dump.

I looked at the chaotic room, I threw all the books on the bookshelf on the ground, it was a mess, the pages of the books were opened messily and folded into wrinkles.I used to love books very much, but looking at them now I feel a little intrusive.Neither was what I was looking for.

I turned over all the desks again, and the things in the drawers were thrown out casually by me.In the process, I found many things that I feel strange and familiar. It seems that it has been some years, and I can't remember clearly.Occasionally, when I see some strange things, I can't help holding them in my hands and looking them over and over again, recalling the memories about them, but not everything I can remember how they appeared in my hands.

Just like the crystal ball I am holding in my hand at the moment, the sphere is not too big and can be held with one hand.Inside is a white piano model, and when shaken, there will be sequins.

I frowned and looked at the crystal ball, but I couldn't remember where it came from?It seems that it just appeared out of thin air, without any impression.

I carefully set it aside and continued to rummage.

Just like yesterday's letter, I don't have the slightest impression of it. If it wasn't for the signature at the end that clearly stated my name, I wouldn't die thinking it was written by me.But why is there my name?

Moreover, the recipient's name was deliberately erased, and I didn't even know who I was going to send the letter to.

It's a prank.Isn't that psycho like to play pranks the most?But I don't know why, but I just feel very unreliable in my heart. Even with such a convincing reason, I can't convince myself to fully believe it.So in the end, I couldn't help but ask for leave and go home.

Speaking of which, this is my first time going home this semester.

I thought, maybe there are some clues at home.But now it seems that it doesn't.I've searched the room and can't find a clue about that letter.

Is it sent to