Two weeks flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was December 25th. Luo Xiang has always been a little worried about whether the incident in the gymnasium will have any impact on his life. But for two weeks, no police had visited his home, and no other people had come to trouble.

Everything seems to be gradually calming down.

He hadn't seen Liu Yongsheng at the school gate again, and he thought that after that night, he would never have the courage to appear in front of Luo Xiang again. There was no one to pick her up, and Yu Haiyao had to leave alone with her schoolbag every day after school, but she looked very happy. Of course, this has nothing to do with Luo Xiang.

According to Luo Xiang's request, the truck driver sent the little girl Lu Yunyun to the hospital for an examination. Although Luo Xiang protected her in his arms at the moment of crisis, he was still not sure if she was unscathed. Fortunately, the inspection results showed that Lu Yunyun was fine, but Luo Xiangqi was worried.

Lu Weiwei was just a high school girl, and she was so frightened that she was so frightened that she was so worried about ensuring her sister's safety that she completely forgot to thank her "benefactor". It wasn't until she got Lu Yunyun's test results that she finally let go of her hanging heart, and she finally remembered Luo Xiang's existence.

Thinking about it carefully, in such a dangerous situation at that time, Luo Xiang stepped forward, which can no longer be simply summed up by the word "life-saving grace". You must know that in order to protect Lu Yunyun, Luo Xiang himself was hit solidly and flew out several meters away.

Of course, Luo Xiang himself didn't care about this, but Lu Weiwei didn't know. The indescribable gratitude made Luo Xiang's image in her heart seem to have suddenly turned into a shining hero. For two weeks, she pestered Luo Xiang for a while every day, asking him to come to her house for a meal and accept the gratitude of the Lu family. Luo Xiang kept refusing, but Lu Weiwei, the girl, was very stubborn in this matter, and threatened to "take Luo Xiang home to show her parents", the amazing words caused a sensation in the class, and Luo Xiang was tired of it.

What to do...... When I eat something, it turns into a dung bag......

However, she also did a good deed, helping Luo Xiang pick up a few large and small bags that he had left at the bus stop. Except for the new clothes that had been worn by the two girls, the rest of the four or five hundred yuan were in those plastic bags. According to Luo Xiang's meaning, I took care of your little sister, and you also helped me find the lost things, so we don't owe each other. But Lu Weiwei just didn't agree.

It's Christmas in the blink of an eye. Luo Xiang didn't have the habit of celebrating foreign festivals, but Fang Xiaoling, a girl, was noisy and insisted that Luo Xiang give her a gift. Luo Xiang said no, and he didn't let go, but on this day, he still bought a pair of thick cotton slippers for each of the two girls.

One black and one white, both of which are cute rabbit shapes. Fang Xiaoling pouted and said that they were really ugly to death, but in a blink of an eye, he put it on his feet, and he looked very happy when he was bouncing around.

That night, Luo Xiang sat alone on the roof of his house. The cold wind blew on him mercilessly, but he didn't care. It's been nearly a month, and his body has been so stiff all the time. Whether it's indoors or outdoors, it's only when you're in physical contact with people that you can feel a little warmth.

There was movement on the stairs behind him, and this regular and soft footsteps were Xiaobai.

"It's cold up there. Luo Xiang said.

Xiaobai stood behind him, her hair flying in the air.

"I don't mind. It's good to keep warm clothes in the human world...... So do these shoes. She smiled slightly, "We're running out of money, so you still have the leisure to do this?"

Luo Xiang did not answer. He regretted a little that day why he had to be tough and return the two hundred yuan to Liu Yongsheng, don't say no, even if he found a few hundred more from him, that bastard didn't dare to squeak. It's good now, but there are less than 100 funds left in hand, and whether or not to hold on to next week is a problem.

“…… You sold some books?" asked Xiaobai softly.

"It's just some scrap. Luo Xiang said in an indifferent tone, "Some textbooks and old books, it's useless to keep them, it's better to sell them, and you can save some space." Don't worry, I'll find a way to get some money from next week. Although I'm not old yet, if I have such strength, there should still be people who want it. Besides, I don't have to rest, so it's okay to work all night. ”

"You ......"

"Xiaobai, this is really strange. Luo Xiang said, "At the beginning of next month, I was still thinking about how to die quickly and re-enter reincarnation every day. But now, I seem to have forgotten all these things. Worrying about things like firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea all day long, I don't have time to think about 'going to die' anymore. Obviously, life as a corpse is even more inconvenient than being a human being, but I feel that I have become accustomed to it...... Isn't that a little wrong?"

Xiaobai looked at his back, waiting for the cold wind to subside. She straightened her hair, and suddenly chuckled—

"There's nothing wrong with that. In the past, although you had a normal human body, you lived a lonely life, so you had the idea of seeking death, right?"

"Lonely?" Luo Xiang thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, I've never felt lonely, and I don't even know what 'lonely' means. The words I saw my classmates in the space, the lonely moments they talked about, were just 'alone' to me. ”

"That's different, Luo Xiang. Loneliness does not depend on the presence of people around you, but rather on the desire to interact with others. People who don't have aspirations don't feel lonely, neither do people who are satisfied, and people who are only alone when their inner desires for others can't be fulfilled. ”

Luo Xiang frowned and thought for a long time.

“…… What do you mean?"

"Oh, stupid! I'll teach you!"

Footsteps were heard behind him again, this time kick-and-tap. Luo Xiang and Xiao Bai turned around together, and Fang Xiaoling's head emerged from the side of the stairs.

"I heard you whisper for a long time, and I thought you were going to dump me and take the opportunity to confess!"

She ran over in a rage and slapped Luo Xiang's head unceremoniously, grinning in pain.

"Listen!" she sat down beside Luo Xiang with her waist crossed, "Xiaobai means that you used to be a dead piece of wood, obviously you want to talk to others very much, want to be cared for by others, but you can't pull your face down to get along with others! You act like you're cool when you're alone, but you're already hungry and thirsty in your heart! But your teacher makes you embarrassed, your classmates have a mediocre relationship with you, the people you like don't like you, and your family doesn't contact you. No one expects anything from you, so your heart is sad and you can't find a reason to live, so you decide to die, understand?"

"Huh?" Luo Xiang's facial muscles twitched.

"But it's different now!" Fang Xiaoling slapped his chest and made a hard sound, "With me and Xiaobai with you, we all hope that you can live! So, you have to live well for us! Be a cow for us and immediately go down to the sea of fire! Serve us well as a slave, and serve us as ancestors, and serve us wholeheartedly! Do you understand?"

“…… It's quite touching in the front, but it's completely tasted in the back, right?" Luo Xiang commented.

"And I didn't say I want him to live, I prefer him to die - okay, okay, okay, don't stare at me like that, I want him to live, I want him to live, right?"

Under Fang Xiaoling's wordless deterrence, Xiaobai surrendered without principle.

"That's right, that's it!" Fang Xiaoling leaned against Luo Xiang's side, "Look, we all hope that you can live well, you can't do it if you don't work hard." It's a bit ugly to be a corpse, but it's not without good things. And if you really don't like it, I'll go with you to find it, and maybe there's hope of a change - well, don't expect too much. All in all......"

Fang Xiaoling babbled for a long time. The preface didn't match the afterword, and Luo Xiang was dizzy when he heard it. He and Xiaobai glanced at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

But for some reason, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

This day is November 25, 2011, the 17th Christmas in Luo Xiang's life. He was transformed into a corpse, but it was as if he had received the first Christmas present in his life.

A reason to live.

That night, Fang Xiaoling had already fallen asleep. Luo Xiang helped Xiaobai put on a thick quilt, and when she passed by Fang Xiaoling's room after leaving, she found that she had kicked her quilt under the bed. He hesitated for a moment, consciously had a clear conscience, pushed the door in, and covered her with the quilt all the way to her neck.

Fang Xiaoling opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw Luo Xiang, he muttered softly:

"Luo Xiang...... I saw a new name in a book, it seems to be very good, I can use it for you......"

"Oh, tell me about it?"

Fang Xiaoling took a deep breath——

"Lo Radian - Carter - Motre - Evil - Allure - Murrayburn - Martial Spirit - Evans - Ice Crystal - Hollick - Purple Silver - Wind Dust - Kalia - Quercus - Andrik - Lin - Regulus - Phantom Feather - Death - Hugh - Jesman - Broad - Kiru ......"

In order to interrupt her, Luo Xiang covered her head with a suffocating momentum.