When it was time to serve the food, Lin Banxia asked about Jiang Xin. After he asked, he realized that he didn't know Song Qingluo about his roommate. It is very strange to remember what the roommates look like. It stands to reason that they have been living in the school for almost two years. Why can't they even remember the appearance of the roommates? Lin Banxia frowned and said, "You and Jiang Xin. Are you familiar?"
"I'm not familiar with it." Song Qingluo's face came up first, he opened his chopsticks, and said lightly, "Actually, I have a good memory, people I've met, basically remember them, but..."
Lin Banxia said, "But?"
Song Qingluo said, "But I didn't know many people in school, maybe twenty at most."
Lin Banxia said strangely, "Don't you say you have a good memory?"
"This is the problem." Song Qingluo said, "There are some people in the school, no matter how many times I look at them, I can't remember their faces, and there are some people who have only met once, as if they knew each other. ." He slowly picked up a mouthful of noodles and put it in his mouth.
Lin Banxia has seen a lot of people eating, but like Song Qingluo, it is rare to eat a meal that is pleasing to the eye. He thought for a while: "Could it be that we think too much?"
Song Qingluo said, "Have you encountered any violations of the peace?"
Lin Banxia said: "... Indeed." He remembered his use of his mobile phone, and described it to Song Qingluo carefully.
As soon as he finished speaking, he also brought up the rice noodles covered with various ingredients, beef, fried sauce, fat sausage, sauerkraut, shredded chicken, chicken offal... With so many ingredients, it was almost impossible to see the rice noodles as the main body. The owner also used an oversized bowl.
Lin Banxia didn't dare to imagine that she could eat so many ingredients in her dreams, so she stopped talking and started to work hard to eat. Song Qingluo stopped his chopsticks and looked at Lin Banxia, who was holding a noodle bowl bigger than his head. He said vaguely, "Does it feel like cutting a nest?"
Song Qingluo hooked the corner of her mouth in a good mood, and said slowly, "Eat slowly, don't worry."
After eating a bowl full of noodles, Lin Banxia could barely hold on anymore. Adhering to the feeling of not wasting food, he just stuffed the food into his throat, and even took a big mouthful of soup to finish. When he finally left his seat, Lin Banxia felt a little staggered, but Song Qingluo stretched out his hand to help him stabilize.
"Go out for a walk to digest food?" Song Qingluo suggested.
Lin Banxia nodded quickly.
So the two walked around the school, Song Qingluo talked for a while, and found that Lin Banxia was ignoring him, wondering: "Why don't you talk?"
Lin Banxia pointed to his mouth.
Song Qingluo said, "?"
Lin Banxia said slowly, "Open your mouth... I'm going to... spit it out, hmm!"
Song Qingluo: "..." He finally understood what it means to really eat your throat. He lowered his head and glanced, suddenly reaching for the zipper of Lin Banxia's clothes, grabbing the zipper brush and brushing Lin Banxia's coat Pulling it open, I saw the white T-shirt Lin Banxia was wearing inside.
Lin Banxia was pulled and froze in place, until Song Qingluo's warm hand gently covered his stomach, he realized what Song Qingluo was doing, but by this time, it was too late. Song Qingluo lightly pressed Lin Banxia's bulging belly without changing her face: "It's really full."
Lin Banxia: "Don't... don't press... I'm going to vomit... "
Song Qingluo couldn't help showing a smile. He rarely smiled so brightly, but Lin Banxia was stunned.
Fortunately, Song Qingluo was probably just curious about how she felt, and she didn't bother Lin Banxia's belly any more. The two walked around the playground twice, but Lin Banxia finally couldn't stand it anymore and said that she wanted to go back and continue her homework. Song Qingluo nodded and agreed. Before Lin Banxia left, she told him to stay away from the person named Jiang Xin recently. It seemed that Jiang Xin's mental state was not good, maybe it was affected by the death of his friend.
"The two of them have a very good relationship, and they are almost inseparable from Meng." Song Qingluo reiterated, "The death of such a friend will definitely hit him hard, and it is normal for him to have mental problems."
Lin Banxia thought about it too. If something happened to his best friend, he would definitely be very sad. However, for some reason, when he thought of the word best friend, he glanced at Song Qingluo quietly, and lowered his head as if nothing had happened.
After returning from the playground, Lin Banxia walked slowly into the classroom. Because he was worried that Jiang Xin was still there, he planned to observe it before entering, so he deliberately lightened his pace and walked to the window to look inside. Who knew that Jiang Xin didn't see it, but he saw Li Su—and Li Ye who held Li Su in his arms.
This time, Lin Banxia saw clearly that Li Su was imprisoned in Li Ye's arms, their faces overlapped and their lips were touching. Li Su's whimper contained a cry, but his hand did not push Li Su away. Ye, on the contrary, put it on his shoulders weakly.
Lin Banxia stood there and looked dumbfounded. His first reaction was that Li Su was being bullied, but he immediately understood how the bullies could be bullied like this. The two of them were clearly doing things that only lovers would do, but This is obviously two men, how can two men...
When Lin Banxia thought of this, Song Qingluo's beautiful face appeared in his mind. He immediately realized that his thoughts seemed to be a little wrong, and shook his head vigorously, wanting to take this strange thought out of himself. out of mind.
Li Su didn't notice Lin Banxia, but Li Ye's movements stopped. He leaned over and whispered something in his ear. Li Su's cheeks immediately turned red, and his body froze in place. Taking advantage of this gap, Li Ye cast his eyes out of the window and met Lin Banxia's. His eyes were green, and they looked cold on weekdays. After a while, Lin Banxia read out the threat he wanted to express in his eyes.
Lin Banxia was more embarrassed than scared. He withdrew his eyes, turned around and walked away. After waiting on the stairs for another ten minutes, he returned to the classroom.
At this time, Li Ye had disappeared, and only Li Su was left. He saw Lin Banxia and greeted Lin Banxia with a smile. It was just that Lin Banxia saw that scene just now, and now he is looking at Li Su. Always a little uncomfortable, he answered vaguely and looked away.
Li Su was used to Lin Banxia's euphemism, and didn't think there was anything wrong with him. He smiled and leaned over to Lin Banxia and said, "Banxia, where did you go just now?"
Lin Banxia said, "Go out for dinner with someone."
"Hey, I can see you." Li Su said, "Is that person Song Qingluo? When did the two of you get along so well, and..." He sat beside Lin Banxia and thought about it. Datong, Lin Banxia listened and began to doze off. When Li Su found out, he was lying on the table breathing evenly, apparently asleep.
Li Su was stupid and said Lin Banxia, are you a pig? Why did you fall asleep? While muttering, I suddenly felt a cold gaze.
Li Su turned his head and saw a student named Jiang Xin in their class. He knew him, but he didn't know him well. He only knew that he and the dead Qin Xu were good friends, and he was also Lin Banxia's roommate.
"Why are you staring at me?" Li Su was not as good-tempered as Lin Banxia, and his eyes turned cold, "Is something wrong?"
Jiang Xin didn't say a word, lowered his head and stopped talking.
"Don't bully Lin Banxia because he has a good temper." Li Su said coldly, "You better find out sooner, he is not someone you can bully."
Jiang Tao: "I didn't... bully him."
Li Su said, "Then why the hell are you staring at him?"
"I'm just helping him." Jiang Xin's voice was flat, and what he said was a little creepy. He said, "Help him get out of here, no, help you get out of here."
Li Su sneered: "Yin and Yang are weird, can you say something about the world?"
Jiang Xin stopped talking, walked to his seat silently and sat down. Li Su, who was in a good mood, was also a little irritated by him. He glanced at Lin Banxia, and then looked out the window, and found that the sky was cloudy again, and it seemed that a downpour was about to fall.
The lights were not turned on in the classroom, and the familiar classroom on weekdays seemed somewhat unfamiliar at this moment.
Li Su licked his lips, tilted his head and weighed the sharp compass in his hand.
Lin Banxia had never slept so soundly during a lunch break. In a trance, he heard continuous thunder. After waking up, Lin Banxia opened his eyes, and for a while he didn't even know where he was. After a while, he realized that he was in the classroom. The sky that was clear just now is completely dark now, and the classrooms without lights are as dark as another world. Lin Banxia looked around and didn't see Li Su's figure. He thought he was gone, so he got up from his chair and planned to go to the door to turn on the lights in the classroom, but when he got to the door, he found that the lights were broken. Or the school power outage, how to press no response.
Lin Banxia felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. There was no reason for this feeling, and it appeared very abruptly. When he returned to the classroom, he suddenly remembered something, and looked up at the clock hanging in front of the classroom—the clock was ticking, and the hour and minute hands just coincided, just pointing to the number twelve.
It's twelve o'clock? Lin Banxia was immediately stunned. He was a little dazed. He didn't understand why it was twelve o'clock when he just took a nap for a while. Next to the window, a series of bright lightning suddenly lit up, illuminating the dark classroom. It was only then that Lin Banxia noticed that there was a figure standing at the door of the classroom at some point. That person was wearing a school uniform and turned his back to him. He really couldn't recognize it.
Lin Banxia's first reaction was whether this person was Li Su, and called out, "Li Su? Is that you?"
No one answered.
There was another continuous tidal wave of thunder, and Lin Banxia remembered something. He reached out and felt in his schoolbag, and found a small desk lamp. This lamp is what he usually uses to read in the bedroom because there is no electricity in the bedroom. , so they are brought to the classroom to charge. Lin Banxia turned on the only light source, and tentatively took two steps toward the door. The person standing at the door remained motionless until Lin Banxia walked behind him.
"Li Su? Is that you?" Lin Banxia asked cautiously.
After approaching, Lin Banxia realized that this man's height and hairstyle were seven or eight similar to Li Su's, so he became more and more sure of the guess in his heart, and called out, "Why don't you speak?"
The man still didn't answer. His body blocked the only exit. Lin Banxia wanted to go out, but he couldn't get around him at all. So Lin Banxia tentatively stretched out her hand and patted the man's back lightly, but as soon as he put his hand and patted it, he felt something was wrong. It's like... something too soft was photographed.
Lin Banxia only patted it once, and the person standing in front of him fell down. However, his body seemed to have no bones. It was an almost impossible posture. At the top were the hair and facial features. Lin Banxia could clearly see that his mouth was still opening and closing, as if he was saying something.
Seeing this scene, Lin Banxia froze slightly, not knowing whether she felt sick or scared, and felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't want to look any further, and stepped directly out of the person and into the empty corridor.
This is the school at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the continuous thunder finally ushered in the heavy rain. The ticking raindrops hit the roof with a crisp sound.
Lin Banxia was alone in the corridor. He stood there in a daze, smelling a fishy smell on the tip of his nose. Almost instantly, he recognized the smell of blood, and it was very fresh blood. Lin Banxia was in a trance for a while. He pinched his hand forcefully. It was indeed painful. He was not dreaming, but why was everything around him so weird
Just as Lin Banxia was thinking, a strange voice came from the end of the dark corridor. Someone was using a sharp tool to gently tap the tiles on the wall.
Reflexively, Lin Banxia turned off the lamp in his hand. He took a few steps back and felt as if he had stepped on wet water stains. The crisp knocking sound was getting closer and closer to him. Feeling a lot of unease, he took a few steps back, trying to find a place to hide, but just after taking a step, the person who was approaching here called his name.
"Lin Banxia." It was Song Qingluo's voice, soft like a feather, he said, "Is that you?"
Lin Banxia didn't expect it to be Song Qingluo, so she felt a little happy and called out, "It's me—why are you here?" "Come here." Song Qingluo said, "I have something to tell you."
Lin Banxia was about to walk forward, but felt that something was wrong. After hesitating for a while, she did not go directly, but turned on the lamp in her hand and shone the light towards the corridor. In the weak light, he barely saw the person at the other end of the corridor. It was indeed Song Qingluo, but Song Qingluo was covered in black liquid all over his body. No, it was not black liquid, but an excessive amount of blood. , Because of too much, it turned into a kind of ominous darkness on Song Qingluo's body, and he also had it on his face, even dripping down the tip of his chin. He walked beside the wall, casually tapping on the tiles with a sharp boning knife, dragging something in the shape of a human in his right hand...
When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Lin Banxia didn't even believe that he was Song Qingluo for a split second, but the two of them looked exactly the same, and even the cold eyes were similar.
Song Qingluo seemed to realize that he was a little scared, so he stopped and said warmly, "Don't be afraid, Banxia, I won't hurt you."
Lin Banxia's throat moved.
"Come here." He dropped the human-shaped object that he was holding in his hand, and Lin Banxia stared at it and found that it was a student he didn't know.
"Come here." Song Qingluo repeated it again.
Lin Banxia wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He restrained his trembling hand and gently turned off the light source of the lamp in his hand. Then he turned around and ran away—even if that person looked exactly the same as Song Qingluo, he didn't believe that it was Song Qingluo! Lin Banxia turned off the lamp and ran, barely daring to stop, and ran down the stairs all the way.
There were no footsteps behind him, and Song Qingluo, who was behind him, didn't seem to have any intention of chasing after him.
Just like that, Lin Banxia rushed into the rain curtain, panting heavily.
It was dark all around, and the familiar campus was extremely unfamiliar. Lin Banxia didn't know where she was going to be safe. After thinking about it, she had no choice but to walk in the direction of the dormitory.
However, when he arrived at the door of the bedroom, he found that the iron door of the bedroom was firmly closed, and no one ignored him no matter how much he shouted. The huge campus seemed to have become a dead cemetery at this time. He could only hear the sound of rain and his heavy breathing.
Lin Banxia was a little dazed, he didn't know why he just took a nap, and things suddenly became like this. He hugged his arm and turned around, looking like a poor bird whose feathers were wet by the rain, and the most tragic thing was that he couldn't even think of where he could go.
After thinking for a while, Lin Banxia decided to find a random place in the school to hide from the rain, and then waited for the dawn. He looked around, and finally chose a corner of the cafeteria. Because he was afraid of being discovered, Lin Banxia didn't turn on the light either. He lowered his head and carefully twisted the soaked clothes on his body. Thinking back on what just happened, he felt a little grievance.
Song Qingluo was so kind to him on weekdays, but why did he suddenly change into this state, Lin Banxia couldn't understand, he couldn't even be sure, whether that person was Song Qingluo, or not, if he was , how could he become like this.
Lin Banxia was bowing her head when she suddenly felt that her eyes were covered by a pair of cold hands from behind. He was startled, and wanted to struggle in a conditioned reflex, but the owner of the hands easily restrained his movements, and then, the cold lips gently pressed against his auricle, sliding slowly, as if The next moment, it will bite down as if—
"You... who are you...?" Lin Banxia stiffened.
The man was silent.
"Is that you? Song Qingluo?" He tentatively guessed the identity of the person behind him.
But as soon as these words came out, the lips that had been gently rubbing against his auricle suddenly opened and bit down heavily. This time, the bite was a bit heavy, and Lin Banxia was in pain and let out a whimpering whimper. He wants to break free, but his strength is not the opponent of the opponent at all, so he can only let him increase his strength.
"Stop, stop—" Lin Banxia said in a trembling voice, "Song Qingluo, what the hell are you doing?"
"What are you running for?" Sure enough, it was Song Qingluo. When he spoke, he gently licked Lin Banxia's ear, as if to comfort him.
Lin Banxia's body trembled slightly, his eyes were still covered by Song Qingluo, he said, "Let go, I won't run away."
Song Qingluo didn't answer.
"I really don't run anymore." Lin Banxia said hoarsely.
"It's not a matter of running or not." Song Qingluo squeezed Lin Banxia's eyeballs with a slight force, and said, "I just don't like it, you see the look in my eyes."
Lin Banxia: "..."
"Don't you like me very much?" Song Qingluo said, "Why did you see me like this?"
Lin Banxia said, "You... did you... kill someone?"
Song Qingluo said, "No, this is not considered murder."
Lin Banxia: "..."
Lin Banxia felt Song Qingluo's chin resting on her shoulder, her soft and wet hair gently rubbed against her chin, like a coquettish cat—if you ignore the bloody blood on his body taste.
"Who are you?" Lin Banxia said, "I don't believe you... it's Song Qingluo."
"Tsk." The person behind him clicked in dissatisfaction, rubbed Lin Banxia's eyes roughly, and said, "You think you know Song Qingluo very well? You don't even know where he came from or what he is. …”
Lin Banxia was a little at a loss: "What did you say?" What is it, what is it, isn't Song Qingluo human
But the man behind him obviously didn't want to give him an answer. He let go of Lin Banxia's hand, squeezed his chin lightly, and pressed his hand slightly, forcing Lin Banxia to turn his head and look towards took him.
It's still that beautiful face, it's still those dark eyes, and even in the black eyes, the gentleness that looks at him is so familiar, but Lin Banxia saw him sticking to his cheek, as dark as a crow's feather, With wet hair, he hesitated a bit, but he still expressed his concerns, he said, "Your hair is wet, let me dry it for you." For no reason, he always felt as if Song Qingluo didn't like it. It's raining, and I don't like my body getting wet.
As soon as these words came out, Song Qingluo's eyes softened a lot, but he didn't let go of Lin Banxia's hand, he said, "I know you don't like it, but it's okay."
Lin Banxia said, "What?"
Song Qingluo said, "Do you know how to get out of here?"
Lin Banxia caught the clues in Song Qingluo's words, here? Isn't this a school, and what does it mean to leave
"Although it's a bit reluctant, it's the best way." Song Qingluo said, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt, it will be over in an instant." He smiled tenderly, and with his free hand, he moved from the bag to the What did you get out of.
Lin Banxia took a closer look. It was the boning knife that Song Qingluo had just held in his hand. He was stunned when he saw the knife, and said, "What are you... doing?"
Song Qingluo said, "Of course it's to help you free yourself."
Lin Banxia's eyes widened. He doesn't doubt what Song Qingluo is going to do to him now. The two people who died just now are obviously examples, but why, why did the world around him become like this, Song Qing Luo would be so strange.
"Stupid." Song Qingluo seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and sighed dotingly, "Can't you guess this?"
Lin Banxia did think of something, but this answer was too ridiculous. Everything around him was so real. How could it be possible
Song Qingluo smiled.
Lin Banxia wanted to ask again, but his lips were gently pressed by a finger. Song Qingluo leaned over and placed a kiss on his lips through his fingers. The tip of their noses touched, and Song Qingluo's With a gentle voice like water, he said, "Good, it doesn't hurt."
The next moment, Lin Banxia heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air. Before he could react, he felt that something had pierced his neck. Actually... It really didn't hurt, Lin Banxia was in a trance for a while, but Song Qingluo still hugged him with a bit of strength, as if she wanted to rub him into her body.
Lin Banxia's vision darkened, and when his eyes caught the light again, he actually returned to his classroom.