dramatic death

"Sister Su Xiao is right, as long as you don't stop, nothing will happen."

Cheng Mingque held up the flashlight, showing a strange yet kind smile in the dazzling bright light.He is like those ancient Buddha statues sleeping in historical relics, with an extremely tolerant gaze, gently watching Ke Xinyan's direction in the darkness.

"Don't worry, you won't be the first."

"The rules of this game are very simple: no pause, no evasion, as long as you keep telling the story, you can pass the level. In the end, this is just to deepen the tacit understanding between the old and new members. If you have a new kid, wouldn't you be blamed for death."

"But don't worry, things like the test of courage are usually made up randomly. If you can't think of any interesting stories, just make up a random one to fool the past. This game won't produce any unbelievable consequences, Miss Su Xiao Don't scare Sister Xinyan, she laughs when she is brave, but I will have a headache if she is scared to cry."

In the dark, Su Xiao seemed to laugh, but could not hear clearly through Cheng Mingque's non-stop chatter.

"It stands to reason that new members should come first for this kind of activity, just like self-introduction in the class. However, considering that our new students may be a little shy, according to the current seating order, please let us be mighty and domineering." Comrade Dong Tiantian throws bricks to attract jade!"

Cheng Mingque waved the flashlight and pointed it straight at it. In the blurred light, Yintong saw Dong Tiantian raised his eyebrows, and asked softly, "Me?"

"Yes," Cheng Mingque smiled, "you are next teacher Wen, then Yang Xu, Su Xiaojie, Xu Guangbo, Ke Xinyu and Ke Xinyan, then me, An Qi, Boss Yin and finally the newcomer The transfer student."

Cheng Mingque stood up, leaned over the table and handed the flashlight to Dong Tiantian who was across the table.In the darkness, the dim light of light passed over the spacious conference table and left a vague shadow. Yin Tong vaguely felt that he saw something. In the activity room, not far from the conference table, Ke Xin was standing quietly. Behind sisters Yan and Ke Xinyu.

It was a figure that was not tall, dark and thin, like a young child.

child?

Something flashed through Yin Tong's thoughts, and before he had time to think about it, Dong Tiantian's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Dong Tiantian, who was only one person away from him, stood up, took the flashlight handed over by Cheng Mingque with his pale fingers, and pointed the lighted end at himself.He sat down lazily, leaning against the back of the chair as if he was about to sink into the chair, with his head drooping in a sleepy state, as if he didn't want to participate in the game at all.

The halo of yellow left an incomplete circle behind him, and Dong Tiantian sat so low that only the silhouette of a chair was left on the wall.

The silhouette stood there, making a sleepy voice of a young man.

"It's not the first time he's sitting here."

Dong Tiantian lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

"He always used to skip the first class in the afternoon. Anyway, the teacher in charge of the class has a good relationship with him. Even if he found out that he was not in his seat, he would not sue and make a small report, which made him stand and write a self-criticism."

This is the advantage of being cute. Looking young, you can always take advantage of some small things.This is not something to brag about, but it is quite happy for him. Maybe it is because of the lack of love since he was a child. He always likes others to take care of him.

The more you like, the more you want the other party to notice you. People are so awkward and self-willed, so why pretend to be aloof and indifferent.

So he likes to hide and seek.

Hide yourself and spend a long time alone, and loneliness will build up like a sand pile on the coast, burying small shells in the ground in the overwhelming waves.He enjoys the process of gradually becoming desperate, and even convinces himself over and over again: "You are a waste that no one wants." He also looks forward to someone finding him, and looks forward to the towering sand and stones collapsing in an instant.

He was looking forward to that moment.The incomparable joy of being wanted.

So he likes it here.

He would always sit alone in the activity room in the afternoon, curling up his legs, trying to squeeze the whole person into the hard armchair.He would stare blankly at the pile of heavy curtains in front of the window, silently staring at the heavy dust on the pattern of the curtains. At that time, he would be like a child who has not yet enlightened, or an old man who is dying.

He couldn't figure out which one was better, so he closed his eyes and tried to sink himself into a dream.

He fell asleep.

He often falls asleep in the activity room. After all, the activity room in the afternoon is quiet and empty, and the seniors are still in class. No one will play tricks with him and skip class to sleep. Naturally, no one will chat with him to refresh him.

He heard the faint chirping of insects and the noisy whispering of leaves.The afternoon sun could not penetrate the heavy curtains of the activity room, he curled up in a chair, curled up in the dark room, and let the messy thoughts pour into his erratic dreams.

Then there was a bang.

He was awakened by the quarrel.

There are two people outside the door, and they can be identified as his good friends A and B by their voices. A is a gentle and nice guy who doesn't seem to care about anything, but in fact has a clear mind, is sensitive and suspicious, and is used to concealing his plans and leaving a false appearance to whitewash peace. A is the kind of top student who won’t say anything even after earnestly reviewing, and an advanced player who will only stand outside the crowd and keep smiling after the correct test. He often feels that this kind of person is too tired to live. Not good A also despises him.

He is very aware of his clingy appearance, not everyone likes the lively and cute little sun, such as A, such as his class teacher, these smart people have probably seen the rogue hidden under his coquettish, It's just that I don't bother to dismantle it.

It's nice to be smart, he thought, if only I could be smarter.

However, there are very few smart people in this world after all.

B is an ordinary person like him, with an average IQ and average height, but his appearance is too much higher than the average, probably because God made man with a shaking hand.He has peach blossom eyes, and he is still a flower of advanced age when he is silent. On the surface, he pretends to be indifferent and aloof, but in fact he is impatient, and he will turn over the table and start a fight if he disagrees.

People like B are really easy to understand.He thought, this guy is simply duplicity like a textbook, there is no need to think about what he says, just understand it the other way around.

B said: "Only you will contact that kind of person." It can be directly understood as: You should not contact him.

B said: "You still can't detect the problem, so you should take off your eyes and donate them." It can be directly understood as: this person has a problem.

B said: "If you don't do it, someone else will do it." It can be directly understood as: I will do it for you.

B said, "Do you really think, is she alive?"

He heard a small sound in his heart: "Huh?"

The sound insulation of the activity room is not good, and it is class time at this moment, A and B have no intention of lowering their voices at all.He heard his two little friends standing in the corridor separated by a wall, one was silent and the other was filled with righteous indignation, as if they had been brainwashed to the point that they would fight for the rise of the people in the next second.

He listened carefully to B's scolding, and heard the other party mention an unfamiliar name over and over again. B said: "A real human being with a soul cannot look like this. Have you looked at her appearance carefully? You and Has she looked at each other? Don't you think she is like a fish that lives in the deep sea, with a sticky smell all over her body?!"

"Then what do you want from me?" He heard A ask softly, A's voice was too small, and he would ignore it if he didn't listen carefully, "What do you want from me? Put her on the chopping board, one layer Scrape off her fish scales, shave off her flesh and blood, to prove that she is not a human being?"

There was silence outside the corridor for a while, just when he thought that B had compromised, he suddenly heard a soft "hmm" from someone.

B said: "If you can peel off her skin and see the part that doesn't belong to humans, I don't mind being an executioner with a knife."

A asked: "What do you want to do?"

B said, "I want to do what you guys did."

A muffled a laugh, and he asked back, "What did I do?"

B also laughed, his voice was a bit indifferent through the thin wall, as dry as chalk leaving noise on the blackboard.

"You didn't do anything?" He raised his voice, "Isn't that just right? Since you feel that you haven't done anything, then naturally I won't do anything. After all, what I want to do is nothing like what you have done before the difference."

"If you want to be ruthless, you have to be ruthless together. We have agreed to treat everyone equally. You can't give up halfway."

What is quitting halfway?He thought, did what A did before give up halfway?

B doesn't want him to give up halfway, does he want to continue what he did before?

How are they going to continue?where to continue?What happens when those things continue?

He vaguely had a strange idea, and even wanted to rush out to stop the other party.He deeply realized that what A and B are going to do next must be wrong. They have already made one mistake and cannot make another mistake.

Could not be more wrong.

He stood up and walked towards the door, staggering around the conference table with his frantic footsteps. Fortunately, he didn't make too much noise, and it shouldn't attract the attention of the two people outside.

He hastily held onto the edge of the table, and exhaled with lingering fear, but the moment he raised his head, he felt a strange feeling, as if something had gone wrong in this activity room.

He stood at the conference table, listening to the quarrel between A and B outside the door, looked around everything around him, and finally stopped on the dusty curtain.

He didn't see any figure, didn't see any clothes or limbs, but he was almost obsessively sure that there was something wrong with the curtain.

Behind the heavy curtain, it seems that there is a person hiding.