Do not kill me

I went back to the haunted school, and in the dark, I could always feel a pair of eyes staring at me from behind. --Inscription

I was originally a sophomore. When I was almost 20 years old, Haoming introduced me to girlfriends more than once.

Haoming, like me, studied architecture. They have played together since high school, and have been at the same table for two years. They are good friends who are more affectionate than Jin Jian.

When Haoming proposed to introduce me to a girlfriend at first, I refused without hesitation.I told him before that I would not fall in love until I was in my junior year.

He smiled and said nothing, and brought me a department of economics the next day, and gave her my mobile phone number without authorization.

I was a little annoyed, Hao Ming didn't take my words to heart at all.

I have seen that department belle many times, she will go to the stage to host any event held by the school.I still remember that when we met, I had nothing to say and asked her why she was so good at studying economics and hosting, and she said that her mother was the host of a certain TV station.

Although Xihua is very beautiful and capable, I was not tempted by her, so I found an excuse to reject her next date.

Three or four days later, he brought another girl to me.I've never seen that girl before. She's not as pretty and temperamental as a tie flower, but she's not ugly either, and her appearance is considered average.

I slammed the door and left the private room, only Haoming and that girl were left in the restaurant.

I couldn't figure out what happened to Haoming, his complexion was bad, I didn't quarrel with him, I just had a cold war for a few days.In the past few days, Hao Ming did not mention the matter of introducing his girlfriend again. I thought he had figured it out, so I took the initiative to find him to reconcile.

But I regretted it, and a week later he still brought a girl to me.

This time I didn't pay attention to the girl's appearance and drove her away directly.

Haoming wanted to chase that girl, but I stopped her.

I said, "Liu Haoming, what exactly do you want?"

He gave me a look that shocked me.

I wasn't frightened by his cold eyes, but I yelled at him even louder: "Are you fucking sick! What does it have to do with you if labor and management fall in love? Do you need to worry about it?!"

When I said this, even I was stunned. I didn't understand why my emotions became so irritable. Seeing the eyes of the whole class fell on us, that little face made me continue to talk to Haoming. confrontation.

Haoming didn't say a word, shook off my hand and walked down the stairs.

His back seemed helpless and flustered, I turned my head into the classroom angrily, and yelled at everyone: "What are you looking at!"

Then he kicked the wooden chair hard.

The chair had been rusted and moldy for a long time, and when I got so angry, it fell apart with a "crash".

After this quarrel with Haoming, I never saw him again.

I am alone in class, eat alone, review alone, and go back to the dormitory alone.

These days it seems like I have no good name, I can only be one person.

My temper is getting worse and worse, and this mood seems to make me overlap with myself a few years ago.I haven't felt this flustered for a long time.

About another week later, news of a good name came.

I asked around and finally saw his dead body in the back garden.

That's right, a corpse, not a person.

He closed his eyes, his skin was pale and blue because there was no trace of blood.I walked up to him and touched his face with trembling hands, it was so cold that I immediately withdrew my hand reflexively.

A lot of policemen came, and Haoming's body was wrapped in a black bag by them, and then pulled into the rear compartment, saying that it was going for an autopsy.

I was taken to the police station by two policemen who wanted to hear my statement.After all, everyone in the class knows that Haoming had quarreled with me the day she disappeared, and our relationship is still the best.

Sitting on a cold chair, the policeman opposite had a serious expression.

My palms were sweating a lot, I don't know if it was because I was frightened by their expressions, or because I was afraid that my reputation would hang on to me.

"Name."

"Xiang Huan."

"gender."

"……male."

"age."

"19... 20 in two months."

The policeman looked up at me: "What school do you study in?"

I know they are very aware of these materials, but I still answer honestly: "HC University."

"Read a few."

"Sophomore."

"What is the relationship with the dead?"

"Brothers."

"Did the deceased quarrel with you before he disappeared?"

"……Yes."

"Because of something."

"Hao Ming said he wanted to introduce a girlfriend to me. I don't want to fall in love yet, so I declined..."

"continue."

"But he acted as if he couldn't listen to me, and introduced several girls to me on his own initiative... I talked to Haoming and told him not to bother to introduce me, but he didn't listen, and found me again a few days later. I met a girl, and I had a cold war with him during the period, I thought it was nothing to go to him to make up, but..."

"He introduced you to another girl?"

"Yes, but I was driven away."

"Because of this incident, you two quarreled?"

I nodded.

He continued to ask: "During your quarrel, what did the deceased say, and besides introducing you to a girlfriend, did he do anything unusual?"

I froze for a moment, and shook my head: "During the process, Haoming didn't say a word, I was the one who said..." I paused, my eyes hurt, "...he looks like he hasn't had a good rest, The dark circles under my eyes are heavy, and I have lost a lot of weight..."

It turned out that Haoming had been feeling unwell for a long time, but as his good brother, I didn't notice it at all.

The two policemen exchanged glances, and the person who asked me the question stood up, took a sip of the tea on the table, and said, "Okay, that's it for today."

I also stood up: "The death of a good name..."

He interrupted me: "Don't worry, we will find out the cause of your brother's death. Now leave a contact information and your home address outside and you can go back. If there is any progress, the police will contact you as soon as possible."

I nodded and followed them out of the interrogation room.

When we got outside, it was getting dark.

The policeman patted me on the shoulder and said, "My surname is Ye. I came to the police station to look for me when I thought of any good news. Oh, by the way, your brother, Liu Haoming's family, please contact me."

I glanced at him, not in the mood to remember his appearance, but felt that he was tall, half a head taller than me.

Leaving the police station, I went to school.

Because of the death of Haoming, the back garden has been sealed by the school, even if it is not sealed, no students dare to go there.

When we got to the bedroom, it was eerily quiet.

In the past, Haoming always went in first to turn on the light, and then ran to his bed to lie down and play with his mobile phone. When he saw me coming in, he said without looking up: "Hi~ Xiao Huanhuan."

Now I turn on the lights and nothing.

The famous beds are still there, neat as no one has slept in them for days.

"It's from 1023! Why don't you turn off the lights? What time is it!"

The aunt in the dormitory suddenly appeared behind me, and her rough voice startled me.

"Immediately, immediately..."

She looked at Haoming's bed, and frowned: "That college student, who lives in the same dormitory as you?"

I nodded: "Yes."

"Oh... just call me if you need anything at night, I'm on night shift today."

I was very grateful for the aunt's enthusiasm, thanked me and lay down on the bed.

I was not in the mood to take a shower, I felt very tired and fell asleep after a while.

The author has something to say: no pitfalls~ I am reposting the old article at the moment