"Have you ever tried to sit in a hut enclosed by high walls on all sides, with no windows and no sunlight? Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info What you can do every day is to exert all your strength to calm the restless heart. Then, suddenly, one day, the wall crumbles in front of you without warning, and the vicious arrows that surround it all the time pierce through the fragile body. ”

Hannah's voice didn't waver.

"It seemed like overnight, and all of a sudden, my photos that night went viral on campus. Oh, the woman lying naked on the bed with a flushed face... That's right, that's me, Hannah, Hannah Baker. I couldn't bear this kind of almost blunt humiliation, and it seemed like passers-by were glancing at me with their peripheral vision, commenting on whether my ass was as upright as it was in the photo!"

Those few photos!

Alex's mind came up with the photo that suddenly appeared among Columbia students in those weeks and circulated in a frenzied stance, which was Columbia's "**** incident," and the only one who was hurt in this incident was the protagonist of the photo, Hannah Baker. Alex remembers that the school sent a statement to all students via email saying that it would investigate the matter in detail. But just like Columbia University's "detailed" investigation of the "brand-tearing incident", the follow-up of this incident still slowly faded away.

"I walked quickly into the vice-principal's office, and I remember his promise to me. There was also a man in a suit sitting in the office. ”

Hannah continued.

"Hannah, this is the head coach of the rugby team, Mr. Smith. With a slight burst of white noise, a gentle male voice appeared on the tape.

This is the Vice-Chancellor!

Alex immediately realized where the voice belonged.

"Hello, Hannah. Another deep male voice joined in.

This is Coach Smith.

"Hannah, I have launched a very serious investigation within the team based on what you have reported... But no one saw you and Bryce alone at that party, and several of the team members testified that they stayed with Bryce all night. Your medical report does show traces of Rape, but we have not been able to find any evidence of foreign DNA on it... So, Hannah, we can't just make an accusation against a promising athlete that could ruin his life. ”

What the!

Alex's teeth clenched together.

"But aren't those pictures proof??!! "Hannah's voice on the tape was as impassioned as a cuckoo crying blood.

"Hannah, we haven't been able to find the origin of those pictures, and there is no evidence of your being Rape... Hannah, oh, Hannah, don't cry. The vice-principal's voice grew softer. "Hannah, I know how hard it has been for you, believe me, if I can do anything to help you, I will do it... Now, you need to learn to be strong. If it does happen, then don't let it hurt you a second time!"

"I'm not a strong person. Hannah's voice came from the tape, looking incredibly cold. "My last hope was dashed, and you, Mr. Smith, were my thirteenth reason. ”

"Justin, you shattered my illusions of love, Jessica, Clay, Courtney, you killed my hope of friendship, Ryan, Taylor, Shirley, your candid filming and harassment made me feel insecure, Blake, Marcus, Zach, you did irreversible damage to my body, and finally, Coach Smith, you made me lose all hope. ”

And me, and Hannah.

My departure left Hannah isolated at that party, and Hannah's fragile and sensitive heart was a cause for her death...

Alex closed his eyes in pain.

Thirteen reasons, none of which can constitute Hannah's final death.

Alex mechanically took the tape out and was about to put it in place. Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing.

14.。。。。

An Arabic numeral, written in blue nail polish, was emitting a faint glow on the back of the tape.

Alex hesitated, but put that side into the Walkman.

“。。。 ”

There was a burst of white noise, as if it had broken down.

Alex didn't move.

"Alex, I'm going to deliver Hannah's tape to you. I'm not one of those people on the tape, but I overheard it and suddenly had an irrepressible urge... I'm going to pay tribute to a great artist who can make people understand what life really is. ”

What is this?

Alex listened to the robot-like voice on the tape, a little confused.

"Tomorrow morning at 9 a.m., head to the Fraser Landau Arts Centre for a one-of-a-kind show. ”

A one-of-a-kind show.

Non-replicable performances.

(PS: It turned out that I saw that some readers wanted to insert XXXX, and finally found an opportunity to insert ~ thirteen reasons why the author Jun had no way to write them out one by one, mainly because the author Jun was too updated, and I don't know how many weeks it would take to write them all =.) = Everyone is interested in watching American dramas, although it is a little different, but it is still quite good-looking. ）