"Where have you been without a week at school?"

The weather was a little cold, and Zhang Jiaqi next to him asked in a very beautiful windbreaker.

Her attitude was the same as before, in other words, Guo Rongrong did not share the events of the dance with her friends.

"It's a long way out!"

Eleven replied, pulling out his book.

"Far away, where are you going?"

Zhang Yaqi was a little curious, but Eleven had already begun to be silent.

Zhang Jiaqi knew that Eleven didn't plan to pay attention to herself anymore.

Eleven is always like this, Zhang Jiaqi is almost used to it.

It was calm all morning.

At noon, when Sun Li and Zhang Yaqi called Guo Rongrong to plan to leave school together.

Guo Rongrong lied that she was waiting for her friends and asked them to go first.

The second daughter didn't think much about it, and walked away happily hand in hand.

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Eleven has a habit of putting it off until the end of the classroom and school.

There was no other reason than that there was less traffic around at that time.

Eleven doesn't really like crowds.

"Hey!"

Seeing that there were few people in the classroom left, Eleven stood up.

When passing by Guo Rongrong's side, Guo Rongrong couldn't help but grab the corner of Eleven's clothes.

Eleven looked at her, and Guo Rongrong seemed a little embarrassed.

Eleven didn't like the expression on Guo Rongrong's face.

Excuse me?

That means that there is no malicious affection for himself, and Eleven doesn't need Guo Rongrong to have any good looks for him.

The cause and effect that is easily borne by the hand can be hastily ended and hastily concluded, which is naturally the best ending.

Originally, I was going to deliberately provoke the other party to make him completely disappointed in himself, but when it really happened.

Only then did I realize that I seemed to have lost that patience.

I don't know if it's a delusion, Eleven always feels that his body has not just changed physically.

There seems to be a little more impetuousness in my head, but it is difficult to speak.

"Come to the rooftop!"

Eleven took the initiative.

Then head to the rooftop alone.

There was no one on the rooftop, and Guo Rongrong was stunned for a while before she followed.

The cool breeze blew the hair of the two, and Eleven's eyes involuntarily looked at the mountains in the distance.

"Boom !!"

The sound of an explosion came to mind.

Eleven couldn't help but have a feeling of wanting to level the mountain with explosives.

Wrong......

Something is wrong with me today......

Eleven has realized.

I don't know why my brain is getting more and more irritable.

"I don't hate you, do you hate me?"

Eleven turned around and looked at Guo Rongrong, Guo Rongrong shook her head, and Eleven continued:

"Do you want me to hate you?"

"No...... I don't want to!"

Guo Rongrong lowered her head, how could she still have the usual heroic style?

Eleven didn't like Guo Rongrong's attitude, because she treated herself specially.

Eleven hates being treated so specially by outsiders around him.

If the way of special treatment is to hate or ignore and stay away from oneself, Eleven is not to ask for it.

Because that's the easiest way to do it.

"In that case, then those who are far away from me should not deal with me in the future.

Don't get me wrong, I don't hate you, if it's something that has to be found in the class, something like an ordinary job, we can deal with it normally.

But other than that, it doesn't have to.

I like to be pure, and I like people, can you understand?"

Eleven's voice was soft, sounding like an old man's ordinary narration, or like gossip.

In short, his tone this time was very modest, and people couldn't help but want to understand.

Guo Rongrong pursed her lips, and finally, lowered her head, said "thank you", and turned to leave.

Eleven couldn't see Guo Rongrong's depressed expression after turning around, but he wouldn't have the extra heart to care.

Eleven's mental condition is terrible right now......

From the moment Guo Rongrong accosted herself after school, it was as if she had touched a switch.

Speaking of which, the veterinarian said it.

A person who comes back from the dead, even if he doesn't notice anything unusual physically for the time being, but he dies once is he dies once.

There will always be a qualitative difference, which can also be called a side effect.

Eleven has not yet found out where his problem is.

However, vaguely, I can always realize that I am missing something......

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In the afternoon, classes were still going on as normal.

Eleven has been in a daze, looking back on his past in his head.

In the depths of my memory, there is my grandmother's concern.

What followed was his own plan.

Qianjin Pharmaceutical, I have to find a time to do it in the future.

In this way, you can repay grandma and them......

Wait a minute!

Eleven seemed to realize something.

Avenge?

Why do I think of these two words now, and I don't have any expectations, but feel more and more irritable?

Yes......

The problem has finally been found!

Eleven lost a relationship......

The thoughts of grandma and mother, and the feelings and responsibilities, are slowly fading......

At first, Eleven wanted to destroy Qianjin Pharmaceutical, which was to avenge his mother and grandmother.

Now, however, it's more about closing the matter.

It's like there's one thing that would be a nuisance to the eyes, so in order to make myself feel more comfortable, I reluctantly do something that I'm not interested in.

It's not that I want to do it, but I don't do it because I feel a little bad and I have to do it.

It's just to plug the broken mouth of the boring needle fight in the heart.

But it is not my own subjective thoughts.

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Because the subconscious mind has understood that he has changed, his mood inexplicably begins to be impetuous.

Because I didn't want to betray my past self, I began to blame myself and feel uneasy.

There's always a way, right......

There's always a way to calm down.

You are yourself, you are just yourself.

Myself......

It's eleven.

"I ......"

Eleven opened his mouth.

It was suddenly dark in front of me.

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"Jingle Bell ......"

When I opened my eyes again, it was already afternoon after school.

Eleven's face was ugly, and he had calmed down.

Regarding revenge, he didn't want to spend any more brains thinking about it.

In a word......

When the conditions are ripe, kill all the people of the Fang family.

On the way home, Eleven's face couldn't help but show a little numb smile......

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Early the next morning, Eleven went to school early.

He doesn't look any different than usual.

Still sitting in place looking out the window in a daze.

The school I was in used to seem like a graveyard.

So Mr. Lu Xun once said:

Therefore, going to class is like going to the grave.

That's pretty much it.

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Looking at the group of sweaty boys on the playground, Eleven couldn't help but think:

What kind of monsters will they grow into if all their desires are satisfied?