dramatic death

Dong Tiantian straightened up, picked up the flashlight that was shining on him, and handed it to Wen Qiu who was sitting below him.

He had a sullen face, without the slightest intention of enjoying the game on his face, his tightly pursed lips were slightly pale, he looked like some terminally ill addict.Yin Tong was still thinking about the person hiding behind the curtain in the story, but when he looked up and saw Dong Tiantian's lack of interest expression, he suddenly felt a "thump" in his heart, paying attention to his wayward little friend.

"What's wrong?" Yin Tong asked.

The flashlight reached Wen Qiu's hand, leaving only a vague phantom on Dong Tiantian's seat.This is probably some hidden setting of Hakoniwa Online, just like a light in the corridor can only illuminate the two dormitories opposite the door, a flashlight can only illuminate one figure.

Dong Tiantian sat in the dark, looking as if he had curled up in that hard chair again.He curled up quietly, like a small animal about to hibernate, and let out a soft sound from his throat: "Sleepy."

"Are you an elderly grandma?" Cheng Mingque's laughter came from the other end of the table, "It's not even nine o'clock, Senior Dong."

"I'm your father." Dong Tiantian sneered, his voice cleared up a lot in an instant, and the vague sleepiness just now disappeared in an instant, "Jaqueer, are your wings hard? Do you want to fly?"

Cheng Mingque yelled a few times exaggeratedly, and shouted repeatedly: "It's not that I didn't, Dad, please forgive me." However, Dong Tiantian didn't intend to cooperate with his performance, and after accepting his apology, he curled up back in his chair Li, still looking up, looked like he was yawning.

"Papa Dong," Cheng Mingque called softly, "Don't sleep, wake up, it seems your story is not finished yet."

"I'm done."

"But there is someone standing behind the curtain? Who is that person? Can you stop telling stories so endlessly?"

"I'm done," Dong Tiantian repeated vaguely, "Isn't the next one Teacher Wen? Teacher Wen, can you stop talking with the flashlight?"

In the dim halo, Yin Tong saw Wen Qiu curved his lips and smiled slightly.

He said, "I'm sorry, but I'll start now."

……

B is a kind person.

There are many definitions of the word kindness, although most of the time it can always be equated with "stupid", but B is not really a stupid person.

He is actually very smart. If you want to define this degree of smartness, then B should be "a smart person with animal-like keen intuition".

Critters are always hypersensitive to danger, and so is B.

So of all people, he is always the first to spot problems.

It was dusk, a wet and rainy dusk. B ran five laps on the playground. On the sixth lap, it rained suddenly, and the lawn runway was uneven. He staggered and almost slipped and fell into the grass.

Running is a habit that B has developed recently. He always feels inexplicably uneasy during the time after school. Only by driving himself to the playground for a few laps can he consume the excess irritability in his body.The rain fell unprepared that evening, but within 3 minutes, B's face was covered with cold water. He looked up at the falling raindrops on the gloomy sky, and was silent for a while before packing up his things and preparing to evacuate.

The dirty mud covered the sneakers on his feet, leaving spots of muddy water and marks of different shades.The rain in the early winter was freezing cold, so B was wearing a thin shirt, and was already shivering and stiff from the drench.

He brushed out the wet strands of hair, panting heavily, hurried to the dormitory.The playground is sandwiched between the cafeteria and the grove, and the dormitory is arranged at the school gate farther away from the cafeteria. B's heart is full of resentment, and the water splashes all the way, and the cleanliness in his heart almost overwhelms his reason Persuade him to surrender and force him to strip naked and run naked in the cold winter rain.

At this moment, he was bumped into a stagger.

The force brought about by the running was almost irresistible violence, and the slender girl in a nightgown slammed straight into his arms, falling like a piece of porcelain on his only way back to the dormitory. B frowned and grabbed the girl's arm, watching her kneel down like a lump of mud, the thin nightgown wetly outlined her fine figure, from the waist back to the breasts, pale skin Fully exposed in B's field of vision.

She is shaking.

B looked away, and the hand holding the girl's arm exerted a little more force.

"Stand up." B ordered.

His voice was muffled by the noise of the rain, but it still poured into the girl's ears word for word.That order was like a thunderclap, the girl shivered from the cold, and then the whole person tremblingly raised her head like a virtual image that was forced to drop frames.

B saw her kneeling on the ground, her upturned face was covered with rain and tears.Her faded lips trembled, her lips and teeth opened and closed as if trying to trace something, and the trembling white teeth collided and made a "clack" sound, which sounded like marbles constantly rolling in a wooden cabinet.

B bent his knees slightly, and moved closer to the girl's trembling lips. He vaguely heard a faint cry, and the girl seemed to say, "Someone died."

"Someone jumped off the building."

"She's dead."

"She jumped off the building."

The girl repeated it over and over again, her dry voice echoing like she was hypnotizing herself. B frowned and pulled her up from the ground. He said, "Tell me clearly, who died? Who jumped off the building? Where is it?"

The moment the voice fell, B suddenly froze.

He vaguely remembered that this conversation happened once, not long ago, it was also on this road leading to the dormitory.

Also this time.

He doesn't want to recall what happened at that time, and he doesn't want to recall the tragic situation at that time, but the churning memories spread out disgusting pictures in his mind over and over again, until the girl stretched out her hand and pointed to the place not far away. dormitory building.

"There."

Her trembling fingers seemed to say.

"Someone jumped off the building over there."

B doesn't know what to do.

It was hard for him to imagine what choices a normal person would make when encountering such a thing. After all, in the environment he was in, there was no police | uncle for him to ask for help.He realized that he was running, panting heavily and stepping on the smelly rainwater, he ran towards the direction where the girl pointed. It was the girls' dormitory behind their apartment. He remembered very clearly that a little girl jumped off the building once.

——That happened a long time ago. C who told him about it also heard about it. The rumors will become difficult to distinguish after passing through too many people. The only thing in common is that.

— A girl jumped off a building.

—her head hit the grass downstairs.

——There was a hole above the head on the right side, and the dirty blood stained the withered grass on the ground.

——She died with regret.

B stops at the door of the girls' dormitory.

Someone arrived at the so-called incident place one step ahead of him, and was humming a song with his back turned to him with great interest.

D squatted on the grass, and when he heard B's footsteps, he turned his head and showed an excited smile. He even waved happily to say hello, and said in a melodious tone: "You are also here to observe the crime scene!"

B was infuriated by his playful attitude, but before he could utter the full of swear words, he was interrupted by the other party's next teasing sentence.

D stood up from the grass, patted the muddy water in his hands, stepped aside and made an inviting gesture, and said, "It's a pity, look, there's nothing here."

……

Wen Qiu paused at this point, then raised his head and smiled at Yintong.

He seemed to want to say something, but he opened and closed his lips and teeth but did not outline the words on the tip of his tongue. In the end, he shook his head with a smile and continued to tell the story.

……

Nothing on the grass.

This sentence may not be appropriate, after all, there must be cold rain and sticky mud on the grass on a heavy rainy day, but for B, this grass is too clean, because there are no dead bodies here.

There were no bodies of jumpers.

Is girl E lying? B thought.

Is she hallucinating? B thought.

Hallucinations are not an unfamiliar word to B. After all, in this school, there are many students who have hallucinations due to vaccine rejection, and there are many students who regard themselves as rabid beasts. It's not unacceptable to be on the spot.

However, D seemed to have seen what he was thinking, stood beside him and smiled, and said: "E is not lying, do you think E has the guts to lie to others? The reason why I stand here is because It's because I also saw someone jumping off the building, from above," D stretched out his hand and pointed to the roof, "there was a black shadow, and it hit the grass with a wow."

"Tut tsk tsk," D said with emotion, "it's so loud."

B didn't look up, and secretly cursed that D's mind was abnormal.He walked to the place where D squatted just now and observed the messy grass clippings on the ground, looked up at the sky full of rain, his thoughts were blank.

He clearly realized that he should go back to the dormitory. There was obviously something wrong with the jumping incident, but he alone might not be able to see the difference.He is not suitable for this kind of brain-burning problem. There are many brain workers in the dormitory, so there is no need for him to squat here in the rain, but B can't move, he dare not move at all, because he always has a premonition that once he moves , left, this puzzle can no longer be solved.

The so-called jumper, like all previous victims, will be buried in the foul muck of this school.

B crouched on the ground, hearing shambling footsteps getting closer.

He stood up, turned his head, and saw the drenched girl E standing in the rain not far away, tremblingly looking in his direction.

"Did she disappear again?" Girl E asked crying, "Did she disappear again? Is it as if she never existed at all?"

"But I saw her jumping down with my own eyes and heard her hit the ground with my own ears. I saw her dead, she was dead! She should be dead!"

"Why did it become like this?" E tremblingly clutched the hem of her skirt, her lips were pale from the cold, "she has been dancing for several days."

"Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, she fell from my window over and over again, leaving her silhouette on my window over and over again, over and over again!!! What is she going to do."

E lowered his head, as if his strength had been pulled from his body.

"When will she let me go."

"Then go and ask." When thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, B looked up at D who was speaking, and shuddered at the smiling face of the other party.

D's eyes stayed on the grass behind him, where the person who fell from the building should be.His brows and eyes were slightly curved, and a smile almost overflowed from the corners of his lips.His words were clearly addressed to E, but his eyes remained on the wet grass.

He said: "Since you want to know so much, let's ask tomorrow."

"Ask that little girl how she came back from the dead."