(Inscription: "In the fragments of the past, I am full of thoughts in those places with you" This chapter is dedicated to us in the period of youth and ignorance, and the loss a few years ago, my best friend, I hope that my friends can cherish the people in front of them, don't wait for the loss, before sighing (;′⌒'))

In the suffocating environment, a puppet can stand in the dark is already the limit of what I can bear, and now when I hear my name from its mouth, my brain is dazed, my whole body is tense, and I think, "What's the situation, how can the puppet know my name?"

My upper body was still lying in the coffin, and after hearing the sound of the puppet, my body was like thousands of ants crawling by, and I felt numb, I wanted to escape, but my body couldn't move. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Soon, a song grabbed my attention, the content of the song I didn't understand, but it was very distinctive, like lying on the quiet prairie late at night, the kind of tune sung by a woman, the tone was peaceful with a touch of gloomy sadness.

Bursts of sad emotions mixed with horror infiltrated into the brain nerves, I used to accompany my sister to the opera, the actor has not yet sung, she cried there, saying that the music was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people from the beginning, so it was touching, and this tune is more somber than the music my sister listened to.

The song was sung by a woman, and when it was halfway through the song, it turned into a humming song, and the humming was like the singing of a whale in the deep ocean, empty and ethereal, and my eyes were moist, and I suddenly had a feeling of discouragement.

The strength and all the emotions in her body were stripped away, and there was no longer fear in her mind, as if she had reached the realm of emptiness, and at this moment, a young woman's voice passed through her eardrums and went straight to her brain, her voice was hoarse, revealing a kind of sadness: "Feng Liu, you killed me......"

Her voice trembled in the small coffin, echoing in my ears, provocative, this voice seemed familiar, I was puzzled, "Kill you, who are you?"

"Oh, who am I? Have you forgotten why the blood on the knife is stained red?" The young woman's voice was sad, I stretched out my hand to raise the knife in a daze, the warm blood on the knife slipped viscously from the tip of the knife, and the blood on my wrist shackled my heart like a shackle, I killed someone? Why did the blood on the knife stain red? Why did she ask that? No...... I remember that it was a dried female corpse that I had just chopped, it was the white-faced woman, how could there still be blood on it?

I was terrified, and then the young woman sneered, accompanied by a groan, and she said, "You really killed me......" and her voice was like a complaining woman in the attic who had been locked up for decades: "Look down at ......"

I followed her guidance and looked down, a milky white light right under my nose, and it slowly drifted onto the lying corpse. I took a deep breath, not daring to look at the corpse of my cruelty, but at this time I was not following myself, and my eyes returned to the female corpse in a daze. The ghostly light slowly moved to her chest, there were several deep blood marks on it, my eyes widened, my heart beat suddenly, and an illusion appeared in my mind, as if I was just a dream in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, because the clothes of the female corpse were our time!

"Ahh......h

This name has been haunted in my heart for eight years, and it has been lingering, and the guilt and remorse in my heart have made me decadent for a long time, and now I never thought that she would appear again and be exposed in front of me:

I still remember that it was my college entrance examination year, and all the children my age in the city were preparing for the college entrance examination, and I received a love letter, the cover of which was decorated with air-dried flowers and smelled faintly scented. Its owner has a nice name - Gu Ziyuan. The girl looks quite marked, that is, she is introverted and not likable, so she is called "the girl on Pluto" by the girls in the eighth class of high school.

I met her because of a battle of righteousness, when she was taken to a grove by her classmates, and a few of her sister-like girls punched and kicked her, I couldn't stand it, and a few classmates in the class went up to help, but I didn't think about this gang, in Gu Ziyuan's cold world, it rained pink cherry blossoms.

At that time, I was young and ignorant, and I didn't think about falling in love, so I didn't respond to Gu Ziyuan's confession, but the "Pluto" girl wrote me a love letter, which was spread by my buddies with a big mouth. For a while, the third year of high school was boiling, all kinds of negative rumors came out, the teacher talked to me, I couldn't bear it, and finally let my family know, they thought I was distracted by the college entrance examination, so basically except for school, I was confined.

The last time I saw Gu Ziyuan was one day in April, and she didn't care about gossip and stopped my bicycle so that I could meet her on Sunday. To be honest, I always thought she was quite shy, but I didn't expect this girl to be bold, more enthusiastic and crisp than some pretentious and contrived girls.

I was soft-hearted, and I was also impressed by her, and I wanted to agree, but when I thought of my parents' nagging in my ear and my classmates' nonsense, I finally politely rejected her.

However, Gu Ziyuan was very stubborn in her bones, she sent me a text message, asking me to go out to see her, saying that after this meeting, she would never pester me again, at that time, Chen Li's family was busy, he basically lived in my house, he loved to watch idol dramas when he had nothing to do, and he became a love saint, and also guided me, saying that if you want to cut off Gu Ziyuan's thoughts, you must be ruthless and don't go to the appointment.

I didn't go, but it wasn't because of Chen Yu's words, but because my family forbade me to be a layman, and I didn't even have a chance to go out to make soy sauce.

Gu Ziyuan's accident happened at 21:04 that night, the point in time when I had an eternal nightmare in my heart.

That day, I sent a text message telling her to come home early without waiting. She said, "When you get to eight o'clock, please, you must come ......"

I was about to go back, but I was told that the phone was down, and I still remember the uneasiness in my heart when I saw that text message, and I told Chen Yu that we were going to sneak out anyway, and some things should be made clear in person.

Chen Yu is also more righteous, he saw that I was distressed, so he and my parents made an excuse, and then I rode my bicycle to the milk tea shop like crazy, and it was 20:22 when I arrived at the milk tea shop, and Gu Ziyuan was no longer there......

I remember that my mood was very heavy at that time, I always felt out of breath, Chen Di and I bought stationery and charged the phone bill in order to fulfill the lie, after filling in the money for my mobile phone, I received a message from Gu Ziyuan, which was distributed at 20:32, which read: "I have no friends, and I have never fantasized that I have friends, that day I was bullied by my classmates, you came to help me, it became the happiest thing in my life, if we can't be together, we can also be friends, right?"

After this, there is another message at 20:34: "You won't dislike me, so you won't go back, right?/(tot)/~~"

After seeing these two pieces of information, I breathed a sigh of relief, Gu Ziyuan could think like that, but for some reason, at that moment, I was a little stunned, and I also felt a little sorry for her.

At 21:29, after reading her text message, I replied: "Of course I don't dislike it, we will be friends in the future, someone bullies you, I will definitely give you a head!"

After sending this message, Chen Yu and I rode our bicycles past a small park, where a group of people and police cars were around. Chen Yu and I glanced at each other, and didn't pay much attention, the moment I left the park, I felt a strange feeling in my heart, I looked back at the busy police, two old people walking past me, they sighed: "Ouch, how old is it, I was stabbed so much, and I died too miserably......

"That's right, such a little girl...... Pathetic ......."

Hearing the news of someone's death, I was stunned for a moment, my chest was very tight, I instinctively took out my mobile phone to check, and there was no reply from Gu Ziyuan, I was not afraid, when I got home, it was raining, and the rain outside was pouring on the glass window, like a sad cry.

I was restless all night, tossing and turning, waiting for Gu Ziyuan's text messages, and then clicking on my phone again and again, the screen was always a monotonous homepage.

The next day, I hurried to the school and ran to the door of the eighth class of high school, but Gu Ziyuan's desk was empty, and she did not come to school. I was worried, and it didn't take long for me to get the bad news - Gu Ziyuan was stabbed to death by a psychopath...... She's dead!

I don't remember how I walked back to the classroom, I just remember that after getting the news, I was depressed for a few months, I had a serious illness, and when I thought of the girl who was smiling like a flower, wearing a ponytail, and silent, my heart would throb and I would cry, and during that time I would send her a text message every day, asking her if she had breakfast today, and telling her that winter was coming, and she should wear more clothes.

I missed the college entrance examination that year, repeated the book for a year, and later learned that Gu Ziyuan had no parents, and lacked care and love since he was a child, and the Sunday she asked me to go to the appointment was actually her birthday, she hoped to get my blessing, and asked me what school I planned to go to, although her grades were not so good, but she wanted to be closer to me.

Since the day Gu Ziyuan left, she has become a scar on my heart, whenever I think of the faint pain, I feel guilty for eight years, the wound is healed and scabbed, but if it is opened, it will still bleed. I regret not going to the appointment that day, if I had arrived earlier that day, maybe that 18-year-old girl, still alive in the world, maybe I would have been tempted by her persistence, but it was too late, that 21:29 The text message sent to her, she didn't see it, I can imagine her wandering alone in the park, holding her mobile phone and waiting for me to reply, at that moment, she must be very sad, she must have felt that I disliked her, felt that I was ruthless, but she didn't know, God played a big joke on us, my mobile phone was down at a critical time, and her birthday became her death day......

Now I bite my trembling lip and look at the blood stains on her chest, the layers of painful memories are like waves rolling in, and the quiet light moves to Ziyuan's cheeks, her face is frighteningly white, her ponytail is messy, and her broken hair is mixed with tears, sticking to her cheeks, is this what she looked like before she died? Her eyes were slightly open, and there was helplessness and sadness in her expression: "Finally waiting for you......"

"I'm sorry...... Ziyuan...... I'm sorry......" is what I always wanted to say to her.

Gu Ziyuan's tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and she said pityfully: "I've been waiting for you for a long time......"

"I know...... It's me who I'm sorry for you, if I can go to the appointment at that time......" My throat choked, the fall of the flowers of youth is destined to become a lifetime of sacrifice in our hearts.

Gu Ziyuan smiled bitterly: "But you didn't come...... There is no ......" Her tone drifted through my heart like a gossamer, and my tears flowed down my cheeks, and the blood on her white shirt spread like flowers blooming in the snow, taking her to hell.

"Closed stream...... You're so cruel......" She was as weak as an ember on a coal, reaching out to touch the blood on my Mongolian knife: "You killed me...... You should come, you should accompany me......" Her eyes seemed to have the magic of seeing through people, I looked at her face, the pain in my heart was like a knife, and I was almost out of breath.

It was indeed me who killed her, if it weren't for me, maybe she wouldn't have died back then, and the guilt in the depths of my memory repeated and expanded, making my heart burst and collapse.

There was a cold cold light in the dark corner staring at me evilly, I didn't know it, but with the sad hum, I pointed the knife at the heart, if death can be full of depression and guilt, can tell the girl in front of me, after her death, I have been dazed and throbbed by the word "like", then I am willing to run to the Yellow Spring...... (To be continued.) )