Do you see people you don't know in your dreams? Lin Banxia thought for a while and replied, "There should be, right?"
Song Qingluo said, "Then can you remember his name and appearance?"
Lin Banxia was stunned. He actually dreamed quite a lot, but most of the content in his dreams was related to reality. For example, when he was under a lot of pressure, he would always dream that he was taking an exam. As for Song Qingluo's dream, there may have been people he didn't know, but he could hardly see his face, let alone remember his name... So Lin Banxia shook his head: "I can't remember."
Song Qingluo snorted.
Lin Banxia hesitated: "Do you know the person who died last night?"
Song Qingluo said, "I shouldn't have known each other."
This answer is very strange, know or not know, but what does it mean to not know? The doubts in Lin Banxia's expression were too obvious, Song Qingluo explained lightly: "I have nothing to do with the person I dreamed of in reality, no, to be precise, I don't know this person at all."
Lin Banxia: "Huh?"
Song Qingluo said, "But we met in a dream, and I can even call out his name."
Lin Banxia was dumbfounded. He felt that Song Qingluo was not the type to joke around casually, which meant that what he said was true: "Wait, it shouldn't be, even Qin Xu..."
"That's right." Song Qingluo affirmed Lin Banxia's doubts, "I dreamed of him."
Lin Banxia didn't know what to say, this thing was too absurd, just as he was thinking, Song Qingluo said, "You told me just now that you went to the door because the student asked for help, right? Bar?"
Lin Banxia said, "Yes."
"I have to tell you something." Song Qingluo said.
Lin Banxia said, "What?"
"The time of his death was in the afternoon." Song Qingluo slowly said an impossible fact, "So you couldn't have heard someone calling for help at that time...unless..."
Lin Banxia said dryly, "Unless the dead can speak."
"Yes." Song Qingluo said, "unless the dead can speak."
This is an extremely ridiculous conclusion, but this is not the first time Lin Banxia has encountered it.
The day before, he had seen Qin Xu fall into pieces with his own eyes, but that night, Qin Xu himself handed the phone to him.
Lin Banxia swallowed and felt that the matter seemed to be beyond the scope of his imagination. No matter how much he thought, it seemed that he couldn't explain it with scientific principles. When other possibilities are eliminated, there is only one answer left - there is really a ghost.
Song Qingluo's words interrupted Lin Banxia's thoughts, he said, "It's time for class, you go back first."
It was only then that Lin Banxia suddenly realized that it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and the time he spent with Song Qingluo seemed to pass very quickly.
"Let's have dinner together at night." Song Qingluo said, "I'll wait for you here."
Lin Banxia hesitated: "But..."
Song Qingluo interrupted him: "See you at half past six—don't let me go to the classroom to find someone."
Lin Banxia: "..."
"Go." Song Qingluo waved her hand.
Lin Banxia turned around and left, still a little dazed when she returned to the classroom. He turned his head and looked out the window. The sky outside was clear, the same as yesterday's weather. The rain in the spring should be continuous and gentle, but the heavy rain of the previous two days was quick and decisive, and took away two lives with the momentum of lightning.
The harsh class bell rang, and Lin Banxia saw the teacher walking to the podium, picking up the textbook and intending to explain the next course.
He lowered his head and saw his workbook. The picture in front of him suddenly distorted. When he refocused, the picture just now seemed to be just his illusion.
Dinner time was also spent with Song Qingluo, and there was no conversation between the two. Lin Banxia actually felt that she had an inexplicable tacit understanding with this male classmate who had only met a few times. He came out of the office after dinner, and when he passed the stairs on the fifth floor, he heard low sobbing and murmured curses coming from upstairs.
Lin Banxia remembered that there was a balcony upstairs, which was usually locked. Lin Banxia wondered if something had happened to her classmate, so she climbed up the corridor for a distance, but just halfway through, she realized that something was wrong. No, this voice became more familiar the more I heard it - it seemed to be Li Su's.
Why is Li Su on the roof? ? Lin Banxia hesitantly slowed down, stopped at the corner, and quietly approached, but he didn't expect to actually see Li Su.
The one who was with Li Su was Li Ye, who went home with Li Su yesterday. Li Su was cornered. Li Ye's tall figure almost covered most of him, and Lin Banxia could only see his side. With his face and slightly trembling shoulders, it seemed that Li Ye was bullying Li Su, who sobbed softly. Lin Banxia was shocked when she saw this scene, and thought to herself, could this be the reason why Li Su didn't like Li Ye, this younger brother actually bullied his elder brother at school behind his parents' backs? ! But Li Su can't be blamed. After all, Li Ye is so much taller than him. If he really wants to fight, Li Su is not Li Ye's opponent no matter how he sees it.
Although Lin Banxia felt that she was not very good at fighting, fortunately, her brain was still good, so she thought about it, ran downstairs, and shouted, "Teacher is here—"
The two above heard Lin Banxia's shouting, Lin Banxia thought that Li Su would thank him, but who knew that he didn't hear Li Su's thanks, but Li Su roared loudly: "Which bastard is calling there—"
Lin Banxia: "..."
Then came a series of panicked voices. Although Lin Banxia didn't know what she had done wrong, she could hear the surging anger in Li Su's repressed tone, so she quickly turned around and ran away, and hurried back to the classroom , sitting on the seat, pretending that nothing happened.
After a while, he saw Li Su returning to the classroom with a gloomy face, cursing in his mouth. Lin Banxia understood this very well, after all, he had just been beaten.
"Come on." When Li Su passed by Lin Banxia's seat, he gave Lin Banxia a suspicious look and said, "Lin Banxia, where were you just now?"
Lin Banxia said nothing: "I've been reading in my seat, what's wrong?"
Li Su said: "I think I heard your voice just now." He leaned in front of Lin Banxia, trying to see something in Lin Banxia's eyes, but no matter how he looked at it, the eyes of the people in front of him were innocent , "Did you see anything?"
Lin Banxia said sincerely: "No, what are you talking about?"
Li Su: "Really not?"
Lin Banxia: "No."
Li Su: "Okay." He believed.
Seeing that Li Su was gone, Lin Banxia quietly wiped the sweat from her palms on her trousers, thinking that Li Su was too, if he was beaten, he was beaten. With Ye's height, very few students in the entire school could beat him. Alas... It seems that students who are messing around these days are not having a good time...
After the evening self-study, Lin Banxia hurried back to the dormitory in order to prevent herself from being harassed by Li Su again, read the book for a while, and then went to bed.
He was lying on the bed, but in his mind he remembered the question Song Qingluo asked him during the day, and fell asleep in a daze. I don't know if it's because of thinking about it every day and having a dream at night, but he really had a strange dream.
The dream was that Lin Banxia was in an unfamiliar, empty room with only one bed and one cabinet. Apart from that, there was nothing left. He was lying on the bed and heard someone knocking on the door, calling his name continuously. He was forced to get up from the bed, trying to open the door for the man, and when he walked to the living room, he saw the view outside the window. Although it was daytime, the sky was covered with overcast clouds, and the whole world was bathed in the shadows created by the clouds. Looking up, it seemed like the end of the world. The person who called his name at the door was still patting the door hard, and Lin Banxia saw the outside through the cat's eyes.
It was someone he didn't know. He kept slapping the door, screaming, "Get out of here, get out of here—Lin Banxia, come back—"
Lin Banxia was startled, and when he heard another voice, he turned his head and saw that the dark clouds in the sky outside were getting thicker and thicker, as if the sky was about to be covered. In front of the window, someone with his back turned to him appeared at some point, and Lin Banxia recognized his back at once. It was Song Qingluo—
Song Qingluo turned around and glanced at Lin Banxia, stretched out her finger and made a silent gesture to Lin Banxia, and then fell straight to the back. Lin Banxia's eyes were splitting when she saw this scene. He wanted to rush over to stop him, but it was already too late, he just watched Song Qingluo fall out of the window from in front of him...
"Don't—" Lin Banxia cried out in horror. He didn't know why he was so scared, but the feeling was as if his brain had exploded. He almost rolled and crawled to the window, exploring He got out of his body and wanted to grab Song Qingluo, but when he leaned out and looked out the window, he found that there was a rolling sea of clouds under the window. The sea of clouds was stirring like a tide, and at the position where Song Qingluo jumped, he saw a row of densely packed buildings under the sea of clouds, which looked inexplicably familiar.
"Song Qingluo, Song Qingluo—" Lin Banxia called out his name hoarsely.
Despair swept Lin Banxia. In his trance, he vaguely realized that he was dreaming, but how to wake up? How can I wake up from this nightmare? At this moment, Lin Banxia actually saw the formation of clouds, and Song Qingluo, who should have fallen, reappeared. Standing in the sea of clouds, he was as light as a soft feather, facing Lin Banxia. He waved his hand and said softly, "Banxia, come here."
Before Lin Banxia could react, he felt someone push him behind him, his eyes darkened and he just fell.
A strong sense of weightlessness attacked Lin Banxia, and he woke up from his dream panting heavily.
With the mottled ceiling above his head and the flimsy bed in the dormitory under him, Lin Banxia was covered in sweat, trapped in the darkness, panting violently. He didn't know what time it was, it was still pitch black outside the window, and it would be a long time before dawn.
Lin Banxia reached out and wiped her face, feeling the cold sweat on her hand. Because of this dream, Lin Banxia had a bit of insomnia in the second half of the night. She tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep, but he found that he was not the only one who couldn't sleep in the bedroom. At first glance, I found that a roommate named Jiang Xin was pouring water down below.
"Can't you sleep?" Lin Banxia asked in a low voice.
"Well." Jiang Xin said, "I had a dream."
"Nightmare?" Lin Banxia asked.
"It doesn't count." Jiang Xin's answer was a little vague. He raised his head and glanced at Lin Banxia. I wonder if Lin Banxia was too sensitive. He always felt that his eyes were a little different than usual. When Lin Banxia wanted to ask again, he had already climbed onto the bed and wrapped his body in the quilt.
Until dawn, Lin Banxia hardly slept much, and between half-dreams and half-awakes, the morning ushered in.
It's a sunny day again, and there's no class today on Sunday. Students get a rare sleep-in. It's a pity that Lin Banxia had a dream in mind, she didn't sleep well, and woke up early. Worrying about disturbing the roommate in the same bedroom, after a simple wash, he went out with his schoolbag and planned to go to the classroom to do homework and self-study.
The day students didn't use the school today, so the whole school was much quieter than usual. Lin Banxia walked to the teaching building and didn't see a few people, but luckily the door of the classroom was open, maybe there were classmates before. Arrived first, Lin Banxia walked in, but saw no one, and the entire classroom was empty. He walked to his seat, put down his schoolbag and started to do his homework seriously.
The spring sun is always extraordinarily pleasing, shining on people warmly. Lin Banxia finished her English homework and felt a little tired. She raised her eyes and looked out the window. His position was just right to see the direction of the playground. The bustling playground on weekdays was also very deserted at this time, but Lin Banxia noticed that there was a person lying on the lawn of the playground, basking in the sun with a lazy expression - it was the Song Qingluo he dreamed of last night.
I don't know if it was because of that strange dream, when Lin Banxia looked at Song Qingluo again, she felt a little uncomfortable. He glanced towards Song Qingluo.
He looks so good-looking, Lin Banxia thought, this is probably the most beautiful boy he has ever seen.
Song Qingluo was completely unaware that someone was looking at him, he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep and didn't move for a while. Lin Banxia suddenly realized that he seemed to have lost his temper, and quickly retracted his gaze, but when he looked at his draft book again, his expression froze, and he found that he had unconsciously written several Song Qingluo's names on the book.
Seeing that Song Qingluo's three big characters were almost covering his own draft book, Lin Banxia's ears suddenly became a little hot. He originally wanted to throw it away, but he stretched out his hand and remembered that Song Qingluo's name was on it, so after hesitating for a while, he carefully folded it and stuffed it into the interlayer of his schoolbag.
Song Qingluo basked in the sun all morning, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, Lin Banxia looked over again and found that the others were gone.
It was almost time for lunch, and Lin Banxia wanted to go to the cafeteria to solve lunch.
However, as soon as Lin Banxia walked out of the classroom, she heard the phone ringing at the end of the corridor. He was familiar with this voice. He had heard it on Qin Xu's cell phone. At this time, the cell phone was supposed to be with Song Qingluo, so why did it suddenly ring? Could it be Song Qingluo in the corridor
Lin Banxia thought so, and walked a few steps towards the corridor. Before reaching the end, she saw a person appearing on the other side of the corridor. That was Jiang Xin, the roommate who couldn't sleep with Lin Banxia last night. , appeared in front of Lin Banxia at this time, holding Qin Xu's mobile phone in his left hand, and was calling in an angry tone.
Lin Banxia wanted to ask him where he got his cell phone, but he noticed what he was holding in his right hand—a fruit knife that he didn't know where to get it.
Jiang Xin loudly cursed at the phone, waving the blade in his other hand exaggeratedly, looking like a madman, but fortunately Jiang Xin seemed to turn a blind eye to Lin Banxia, roaring: "Liar, Liar, you liar—" He blushed, "You're lying to me, aren't you? How could this be, how could—"
Lin Banxia was frightened by his appearance, and could not help but step back again. He didn't give up, but moved. Instead, it caught Jiang Xin's attention. Jiang Xin glared at Lin Banxia viciously. It was only then that Banxia discovered that he was actually crying. Although his eyes were fierce, the tears could not be faked, and almost exaggeratedly dripped all over his face, which made him look hideous and terrifying.
"Is what you said true?" Jiang Xin asked again.
Lin Banxia knew that he was not asking himself, but the person on the other end of the phone.
"Then I should try it." Jiang Xin said, "Who should I try?" When he said this, his eyes stayed on Lin Banxia.
"Hahaha, hahaha." I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Jiang Xin laughed again, his laughter was piercing, "I don't have a heart like you, I can't be like you..."
As he said, the steps under his feet kept on getting closer and closer to Lin Banxia. Lin Banxia realized that something was wrong, and just took a step back when she bumped into the person behind her. He turned his head in astonishment, and found that Song Qingluo was standing behind him at some point, looked down at him, and said softly, "What happened?"
"He..." Lin Banxia hesitated, "He seems..." He wanted to say that something was wrong with Jiang Xin, but when he turned around again, he found that Jiang Xin was no longer crazy. Lin Banxia's blade was hidden behind him, his eyes fixed on Song Qingluo who was behind Lin Banxia. Only this time, the maliciousness in his eyes turned into vigilance and panic, as if the person holding the knife had become Song Qingluo.
"Where did your phone come from?" Song Qingluo asked.
"I, I picked it up on the side of the road." Jiang Xindao.
Song Qingluo looked at him without speaking, her eyes became slightly colder.
Jiang Xin looked at Song Qingluo, but seemed to see a monster, trembling all over his body, and stammered, "Yes, I'm sorry."
Song Qingluo said, "Is Qin Xu your friend?"
Jiang Xin was stunned.
"I remember you have a good relationship." Song Qingluo said, "Although you are not in the same class, you are tired of being together all day. He died, are you very sad?"
Jiang Xin gritted his teeth, although he didn't answer, but the tears overflowed uncontrollably again, and a beast-like whimper came out of his throat, as if some part of the pain was terribly painful, but he had to suppress that feeling abruptly. The whole person's emotions fell apart.
Song Qingluo didn't press him any more, she reached out to him and motioned for him to hand over the phone to her.
Jiang Xin's face was full of reluctance, and he couldn't say the words of rejection. He took a deep breath, and was very reluctant to hand the phone that belonged to Qin Xu into Song Qingluo's hands.
"Also." Song Qingluo said, "Knife."
Jiang Xin was taken aback.
Song Qingluo said, "You scared him."
Jiang Xin reacted for a while before realizing that Song Qingluo was referring to Lin Banxia standing next to him. He was not very familiar with Lin Banxia. After hesitating for a moment, he still did not refuse Song Qingluo's request, and handed the knife in his hand to Song Qingluo.
"Let's go." Song Qingluo said to him.
Hearing these two words, Jiang Xin ran away without looking back, leaving Song Qingluo and Lin Banxia behind, standing quietly in the corridor.
Lin Banxia felt that the whole thing was very strange, since Qin Xu's death, there seemed to be a sense of disobedience all around. This sense of disobedience is erratic and can only be detected from some strange details. It even made him wonder if he was thinking too much and thought too much.
"Why is the phone in Jiang Xin's hands?" Lin Banxia asked.
"I kept it in the office drawer." Song Qingluo said, "According to normal circumstances, he should not have it."
Lin Banxia said, "But he got it."
Song Qingluo said, "So this is not a normal situation." He glanced at Lin Banxia, "Isn't it hurt?"
"No." Lin Banxia shook her head.
"Let's go, it's time for lunch." Song Qingluo said, "I'll tell you on the way."
Lin Banxia originally thought he was going to the office for dinner, but Song Qingluo took him to the school gate. Lin Banxia asked him where he was going, and Song Qingluo said, "Go eat your favorite food."
Lin Banxia wondered how he knew what he liked the most, when he saw Song Qingluo walking towards a small shop on the side of the road, he said in surprise, "How do you know..."
Song Qingluo said, "Listen to the truth or lie?"
Lin Banxia said, "The truth."
Song Qingluo: "I dreamed of it."
Lin Banxia said helplessly, "What is the lie?"
Song Qingluo: "I guess."
Lin Banxia wondered if you were saying the opposite, shouldn't this guess be more reliable than a dream, but he remembered the strange dream he had last night, and Jiang Xin's strange reaction, and he fell into a daze for a while. silence.
Song Qingluo walked into the small shop, glanced at the menu, put her hand directly on the table, and called, "Boss."
The boss, a middle-aged man, came over and asked what to eat with a smile.
"Bring me some beef rice noodles." Song Qingluo ordered dishes for herself, then looked at Lin Banxia again, "Give him some rice noodles—add all the ingredients."
Lin Banxia was stunned for a moment. He really liked the taste of this rice noodle restaurant, but the only thing he had ever eaten was plain rice noodles with nothing added. To refuse.
Song Qingluo seemed to have already guessed what he was going to say, without raising his head: "Don't talk, sit down, and eat obediently." After he finished speaking, he just showed a faint smile that didn't mean anything.
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Song Qingluo: I'm very smart.
Li Su: I kissed someone.
Song Qingluo: I am very strong.
Li Su: I kissed someone.
Song Qingluo: Everyone is afraid of me.
Li Su: I kissed someone.
Song Qingluo grabbed Lin Banxia, who was watching the play next to her.
Lin Banxia: Hey 0.0? ?