In Lin Banxia's memory, almost no one ever said the word like to him. His parents died early, and his aunt treated him like a thorn in the flesh. The financial constraints and heavy studies made him not interested in other things at all. When others were seventeen or eighteen years old, it might be the age of spring, but for Lin Banxia , I like this word, but it is too unfamiliar. He didn't have anyone he liked, and he couldn't imagine that others liked him. Even though he had vaguely sensed something from Song Qingluo's words and deeds deep in his heart, when Song Qingluo said these two words calmly , his mind was blank, he could only widen his eyes, and said dumbly, "What?"
Song Qingluo was laughed at by Lin Banxia's expression, but fortunately he had patience, so he approached Lin Banxia's ear and said, "Lin Banxia, I like you."
Lin Banxia, I like you - it couldn't be clearer, Lin Banxia wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she let out a slight sob, she reached out and wiped it on her face, and realized that she was actually crying. He didn't know why he was crying, but he felt very uncomfortable.
"Why are you crying?" Song Qingluo was a little stunned. She didn't expect Lin Banxia to cry, so she whispered, "Even if you don't agree to me, you don't need to cry."
Lin Banxia said, "I'm sorry, no one has ever said this to me." He felt ashamed and wiped the tears from his face in a panic. He firmly felt that no one would like him, so when he heard these four words from Song Qingluo's mouth, those hidden emotions flooded in like a tide, drowning him by surprise.
Song Qingluo turned sideways, blocking the sight of the others, and whispered soothingly, "Be good, don't cry."
Lin Banxia's face was full of embarrassment. Seeing Song Qingluo staring at him, he asked blankly, "What are you staring at me for?"
Song Qingluo stretched out her hand and rubbed Lin Banxia's cheek with her fingertips, wiping away the wet tears. He said, "Hasn't the child been confessed?"
Lin Banxia: "Huh?"
Song Qingluo said, "No matter whether you reject it or accept it, you should say something, right?"
Lin Banxia cautiously said, "I... can I accept it?"
Song Qingluo said warmly, "Of course you can." He leaned over, took Lin Banxia into his arms, placed his chin on top of his head, and rubbed it lightly. I heard that many insecure children are obsessed with hugs. Song Qingluo hopes to give Lin Banxia, who looks helpless, some comfort.
Lin Banxia's body really relaxed a lot, but he was still a little dazed about his relationship with Song Qingluo at this time, but it didn't matter, the two of them still had a lot of time, Song Qingluo could slowly teach Lin Banxia, a lot of him Not good at things. Like hugs, like love.
At this time, the atmosphere was just right. Just as Song Qingluo was thinking about whether to take this opportunity to kiss his child again and take advantage of it secretly, his child raised his head with tears in his eyes, saying what he said was pitiful, weak and irrelevant. Suke's expression was the exact opposite: "So, the wound on your leg is real, right?"
Song Qingluo: "..." Has this one been over yet
"Really?" Lin Banxia asked.
What else can Song Qingluo do, the confession has been successful, and this matter cannot be denied, so she said helplessly: "Yes."
Lin Banxia said, "I want to see—" He guessed what Song Qingluo was going to say, and immediately blocked Song Qingluo's mouth, "Not now, I'll watch it in the office later at noon!"
Song Qingluo: "... Okay."
"Then I'm leaving." The bell rang just as the class bell rang, and Lin Banxia said, "You have a good time in class." After speaking, he left without showing any nostalgia.
Song Qingluo looked at his back, and just tasted a little ruthless taste from the inside. But what could he do? In the end, he just sighed and turned back to the classroom. Seeing this, his best friend laughed, pointed at Song Qingluo and said, "Song Qingluo, are you alright? Why did you make your little cutie cry?"
"It's none of your business." Song Qingluo was annoyed, "Wipe your own ass first."
The teacher happened to walk in, and the two of them stopped at the same time and started the class.
Lin Banxia had something hidden in her heart. Although she was trying to make herself listen carefully, she was seen as absent-minded. After class, Li Su quietly touched the side and said, "What's wrong with you? Why were your eyes red when you came back just now?"
Of course Lin Banxia was embarrassed to say that she was crying, and said calmly, "The wind and sand lost my eyes."
Li Su grinned and said, "Where did the sandstorm come from on this hot day."
Lin Banxia said, "Why did you cry in the stairwell that day when there was no sandstorm?"
Li Su: "..."
Lin Banxia said innocently, "Could it be that Li Ye really bullied him and cried?"
Li Su: "..." When did you become so sharp, Lin Banxia, no, Lin Banxia has always been a bit sharp, but she doesn't usually show it...
Li Su retreated and walked away with resentful eyes. Lin Banxia couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, thinking that Li Su looked so cute.
Finally, when it was time for lunch, Lin Banxia rushed out of the classroom for the first time, stunned the teacher, and asked what happened to Lin Banxia.
Li Su shouted loudly: "Teacher, don't mind, he has diarrhea."
The teacher understood.
The class upstairs was also dismissed. Song Qingluo was slowly cleaning up her desk when she heard hurried footsteps next to her. She looked up again and saw Lin Banxia, who was out of breath. Because she was running too fast, The face that was usually bloodless was blushing, only those bright eyes were still staring at his legs. Seeing this, Song Qingluo murmured in her heart, thinking that her face should be considered good-looking, but why is there no charm in Lin Banxia's place.
Lin Banxia roared anxiously, "Hurry up, hurry up."
Song Qingluo deliberately hung up on him: "Well, why are you in such a hurry?"
Lin Banxia: "I want to see!!"
Song Qingluo couldn't help laughing: "Lin Banxia, do you know that you look like a hooligan?"
Lin Banxia: "..."
Song Qingluo said slowly, "But it doesn't matter, even if you're a hooligan, I still like you."
Saying that, he stood up, and his movements naturally took his children out of the classroom and went to the vacant office next to him.
As soon as he entered the room, Lin Banxia hurriedly closed the door and slid the window, Song Qingluo endured it for a while, but couldn't hold back, and began to laugh again. Seeing his meaningful smile, Lin Banxia asked him inexplicably why he was smiling.
Song Qingluo said solemnly, "It's nothing."
Lin Banxia looked confused, and didn't understand that Song Qingluo was actually the hooligan. He just thought of what happened in his dream, and he felt a little anxious, and said, "Come on, take it off quickly."
Song Qingluo said, "I saw that I was responsible."
Lin Banxia hurriedly said, "We're sorry!! Hurry up!"
So, under Lin Banxia's attentive gaze, Song Qingluo took off his trousers, revealing his slender legs... and the eye-catching wounds on his legs.
I don't know what the wound was made of. The edges are uneven, some are scabbed, and some are new. The red and purple covered the outside of Song Qingluo's entire thigh, and it looked particularly terrifying. . Song Qingluo is very smart. The parts where he injured himself were all covered most tightly by his clothes. Even if he changed his shorts, he couldn't see the clues. Moreover, he controlled his loss of control very well. Before that person in the dream told Lin Banxia about those things, he had no doubts about Song Qingluo.
Seeing these wounds, Lin Banxia seemed to have something stuck in her throat and didn't say anything for a while. He stretched out his fingers and gently touched the edge of the wound. Song Qingluo didn't cry out in pain, but his muscles twitched uncontrollably, showing that it was very painful. And the wound is not bandaged at all, it is hard to imagine how these parts will feel when they are rubbed against the pants.
Seeing that Lin Banxia had been silent, Song Qingluo, who knew she was wrong, said, "Actually, it doesn't hurt too much."
Lin Banxia said, "You lied."
Song Qingluo: "..."
"It doesn't hurt, how can you tell if it's in reality or in a dream?" Lin Banxia looked at the wounds and made up her mind. He said, "Do you remember what happened in the dream?"
Song Qingluo said, "I don't remember, do you remember? Also, you said that I told you this in the dream..."
"I don't remember too much." Lin Banxia already had something to do in his heart, but he was very reluctant, but he still lied to Song Qingluo, "It's just a vague memory, tell me, what the hell did we do? already?"
Song Qingluo said: "It's like a contagion. Many people around me have this kind of situation. Some know it, some don't. At first, they were in a trance, then they started to self-harm, and finally..."
Lin Banxia said, "In the end, you committed suicide like Qin Xu?"
"That's right." Song Qingluo said lightly, "When you can't distinguish between dreams and reality, death is the best destination."
Lin Banxia said, "Then how far are you now, can you distinguish between dreams and reality?"
Song Qingluo said, "With you here, I can tell the difference."
These words are quite good, but the atmosphere is not right, and Lin Banxia is not happy either. He thinks of Song Qingluo in his dream, that he once again entered the twisted darkness that seemed to devour everything, and he did not know this kind of What impact will his behavior have on Song Qingluo in reality.
Lin Banxia said, "When was the last time you committed suicide?"
Song Qingluo pondered for a moment: "It seems like three days ago."
Lin Banxia was silent.
Song Qingluo said, "I had a dream three days ago, but I don't remember the content. When I woke up, I felt very uncomfortable."
It was only then that Lin Banxia understood why the wound on Song Qingluo's leg was uneven. It was even more extreme than slashing herself with a knife. The pen was not sharp. I don't know how much effort to use.
Lin Banxia took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
Song Qingluo was still worried that Lin Banxia would persuade her, but she didn't expect that although Lin Banxia was very sad when she saw the wound, she never told him not to do it from the beginning to the end, but he thought too much. . Song Qingluo didn't have to hurt himself, but sometimes when he woke up from a dream, it was really difficult to distinguish the boundary between reality and illusion from the surrounding scene. Only pain could give him a sense of reality.
Lin Banxia had tasted this feeling many times, so he naturally understood Song Qingluo.
In the following time, Lin Banxia did not persuade him, just sat opposite Song Qingluo and was silent for a long time. After a long time, Song Qingluo felt inexplicable unease in her heart, and then she saw a relaxed smile on Lin Banxia's face again.
"I also like you very much." Lin Banxia said, "So... If I can, I will definitely want you, okay." He looked at Song Qingluo with stars flashing in his eyes, making Song Qingluo's expression, Also softened.
Regarding the matter of self-mutilation, Lin Banxia did not mention it again. The two of them made a tacit decision to enjoy all the precious time they could spend together. Accidents may come at any time, but at least at this moment, they can still enjoy a peaceful time.
In the evening of self-study, the rain that had been raining finally stopped, and death came as scheduled. This time, it was a student who Lin Banxia didn't know who died. The cause of death is unknown, but the body was found by Li Su.
Standing beside Lin Banxia's seat, he looked out the window, and suddenly asked suspiciously, when did our school build a swing.
Lin Banxia was inexplicable: "The swing? The school doesn't have a swing."
Li Su was stunned: "What is that on the playground?"
Lin Banxia looked up. It was dark and he couldn't see clearly, but he could still vaguely see a man in white clothes hanging in the air. From the point of view of this person swinging, it looks like he is sitting on a swing. However, Lin Banxia was very familiar with the playground equipment, so after watching it for a while, she could see the clue, and her expression changed.
Seeing that Lin Banxia's expression was wrong, Li Su quickly asked, "What happened?"
Lin Banxia said, "...he's not on a swing."
Li Su said, "What is that??"
"That piece is the position of the horizontal bar." Lin Banxia said, "He seems to… hang his neck on the horizontal bar."
Hearing this, Li Su immediately had goosebumps on his back, and hurriedly went with Lin Banxia to tell the teacher about it. The teacher called a few more students, and they rushed to the playground together, and they saw the man in white from a distance. But when the distance is close enough to the person, no one is willing to continue to move forward, because they have clearly seen the death of the person.
As expected, he was hanged, his neck was pulled to an incredible length, his body seemed to have no bones, and the wind slowly drifted back and forth. The teacher called the police, the students screamed, and it was another tiring procedure.
Fortunately, this time Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo were not eyewitnesses. The police even joked with them that they were running a bit slow this time.
Lin Banxia didn't know how they could still laugh. Thinking about it carefully, this school is indeed full of all kinds of unreasonable things. If any real school can kill several people every few days for a month in a row, the parents of the students will fall out long ago. How could it be possible to continue with nothing happening the same as requiring students to continue their classes.
"Are you all right?" Li Su asked Lin Banxia.
"It's okay." Lin Banxia narrowed her eyes and said lightly, "I'm fine."
Li Su: "..." At a certain moment, he actually felt that Lin Banxia's expression was somewhat similar to Song Qingluo's. No, no, it must be his delusion. Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo have so many different personalities, how could they be similar? Li Su secretly laughed that he must have thought too much.
Before figuring out the meaning of the dream, Lin Banxia didn't like rain very much. Because he thought that the students were cursed, those strange accidents occurred, but after realizing what happened in the dream, only after the dream was resolved, the matter of rain changed for Lin Banxia. . He hoped that this damn thing could be over before it brought disaster to Song Qingluo.
The rain came again, in the middle of the night a few days later.
This time, Lin Banxia recognized the strangeness of her roommates, and quickly realized that she was dreaming, and that the dream was in the dormitory. When he realized that he was dreaming, the surrounding environment began to change, the familiar figures gradually faded away, and finally Lin Banxia was alone in the empty dormitory.
Lin Banxia left the dormitory. He felt that Song Qingluo should also be in a dream, but after searching the entire campus, Lin Banxia found no trace of him, but at the top of the teaching building, he saw Li Su and Li Ye. corpse. The two of them hugged each other until they died, the sharp blade pierced their chests, and the blood mixed into a ball, regardless of each other.
Lin Banxia glanced at them a few times, then turned and walked away, calling out Song Qingluo's name, but no matter how much she called, there was still no response.
As time passed, the sky became darker and darker, and not far away, a storm gathered. Lin Banxia watched helplessly as the darkness in the sky gradually changed, and the huge black hole, like a greedy mouth, began to devour the whole world. Lin Banxia originally wanted to discuss things with Song Qingluo and then analyze the situation, but now it seems that Song Qingluo had some accidents, so she couldn't come out to see her. However, Lin Banxia sat on the roof, watching the coming black storm, so that no one would stop him from entering the depths of the dream.
That's right, Lin Banxia decided to go in. He remembered that Song Qingluo had said that Li Su had also gone in. Since Li Su came out alive, there was no reason why he couldn't go in.
Lin Banxia made this decision the moment she saw the wound on Song Qingluo's body. He didn't want to sit still and wait for Song Qingluo to save him. He also had people he wanted to protect. The kind of person who is reluctant to let go even if he loses himself.
The darkness had come before him, Lin Banxia was as small as an ant in front of it, he raised his head, the violent wind blew his wide coat, and the twisted darkness swept over everything, including the insignificant Lin Ban. summer.
Before being swallowed up by the darkness, Lin Banxia had a lot of conjectures about the situation inside, either bizarre or bizarre, but after being swallowed up, Lin Banxia felt a kind of creepy creep on her skin— Nothing around them has changed, the only change is that the bodies of Li Ye and Li Su are missing.
Lin Banxia heard someone talking. He lowered his head and saw countless students walking out of the school. It seemed that it was the end of school.
Lin Banxia rushed down the stairs and reached the fourth floor.
In that classroom, Lin Banxia saw Song Qingluo talking to his friend with a smile, and when he saw him at the door, he stood up with a smile and waved at him, shouting, "Banxia."
Lin Banxia slowly walked in front of him, lowered her head, and picked up Song Qingluo's pencil case.
Song Qingluo looked at Lin Banxia's movements for a moment: "Banxia?"
Lin Banxia didn't speak to him, she took out a pen from the pencil case, lifted the cap, and stabbed her arm fiercely.
"Lin Banxia?!" Song Qingluo didn't seem to have guessed Lin Banxia's actions. Song Qingluo was shocked and tried to stop it, but it was too late. Immediately blood gushed out, and Lin Banxia's face turned pale, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his hands trembled violently because of the severe pain—yes, severe pain.
In this dream, he actually felt pain.
The author has something to say:
Lin Banxia: Before Song Qingluo, no one had ever confessed to me.
Li Su: You didn't think about it. In fact, they confessed, don't you understand
Lin Banxia: Impossible, I can definitely understand! !
Song Qingluo: No, you can't.
Lin Banxia: _(:з"∠)_