"Stop!"

Chen Chen stopped.

His expression froze, and he turned his head blankly, looking a little dazed.

No one spoke.

The two stood like a joke on the campus path for a long time, and the students passing by looked at the two of them curiously, and Jasmine, who was already thin-skinned, impulsively did this kind of thing that even she couldn't understand, so she ...... She began to regret it a little.

He lowered his head in surprise, only to see Jasmine raise her chin demonstratively, and the anger in her watery apricot eyes was about to overflow.

Chen Chen was immediately stunned.

She looked at him so attentively, puffing up like a cute little squirrel, his soft lips pursed slightly, looking like sweet jelly......

Chen Chen's gaze was a little straight, and he licked his lips uncontrollably, so he wanted to lean over and lick it, and it was very satisfying to sniff the breath that made him fascinated.

No, that's not the point.

She seemed angry......

"Chen Chen, what's wrong with you!" the girl said angrily, glaring at him with some anger, "Why don't you ignore me!"

Chen Chen was stunned, his hand was loosened and clenched tightly into a fist, but his expression was very depressed: "Jasmine is always afraid of me, I ...... It's very uncomfortable. ”

Jasmine's eyes moved slightly, his expression was really like an abandoned puppy, and his heart seemed to be electrocuted by something, and he had an indescribable mood.

Suddenly remembering the summer festival, he held the water bag full of small goldfish, and saw many lovers snuggling up to each other affectionately, walking on the crowded street.

The boy whispered a word in the midst of a noisy voice, which he thought Jasmine hadn't heard, and the colorful neon lights reflected on his face, soft as her favorite marshmallow.

"If only Jasmine and I were like that...... How nice it should be. 」

Jasmine lowered her eyes, her thick, long eyelashes covering her blue eye sockets.

"I'm scared of the monsters. She whispered, and at this moment, the sadness on the young man's face became even stronger, and he moved his lips in confusion, but found that he could not make any sound.

I want to ask her not to be afraid.

But he didn't seem qualified to say that.

"Do you mind what happened last night?" she looked at him sensitively, perhaps her expression and attitude had hurt him last night, and she was in a state of confusion, she was afraid of the strange voice, and she was afraid of so many deaths, and even wondered if he was also a ...... Monster.

His sad demeanor made her vaguely understand something, Jasmine didn't know if her intuition was accurate, from the initial fear to the current uneasiness, maybe there would still be some kind of fear in her heart, but she inexplicably felt that he would not hurt her.

Chen Chen was silent.

Tilt her head away from letting her get a glimpse of his expression.

"Let's go home. ”

"Chen Chen!"

Jasmine cried out with some anxiety, and suddenly there was a blackness in front of her, and she bent down to the ground in pain with her head in her hands.

The young man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly walked over to help her up, but was gently hugged by her.

"Stupid!" is really a big stupid!

"Stupid stupid, stupid, Chen Chen is a big stupid!"

"Jasmine......" The young man's pupils gradually shrank, and he was shocked that he didn't know what to do, she hugged him?

The tiny head rested on his chest, looking fragile.

"Jasmine, I'm not stupid. He retorted aggrievedly and earnestly, but she tugged at his clothes tightly.

"I have a headache. Jasmine closed her eyes and whined like a little beast, looking helpless, Chen Chen was distressed, squatted down with her back to her shoulders, and carried her.

"I'll carry you back. ”

His back was also cold and he couldn't feel a trace of body temperature, and Jasmine leaned against his shoulder blades with her eyes closed, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ahhhh

Cheeky to say such strange things.

Jasmine's headache is true, but it hasn't hurt Cheng dù who wants to die or live, because he feels that the words he says are getting less and less through his brain, so he ...... Well, she's spinelessly pretending to be sick.

Probably Chen Chen will find it inexplicable...... After all, he was scolded for being a stupid person for no reason.

The two didn't speak until they got home, and the stepmother saw Jasmine lying listlessly on Chen Chen's back, and was so frightened that she picked up the landline and was about to call her father, who hadn't gotten off work yet.

As a result, Jasmine stopped her.

"Mom, I just have a headache, just take some painkillers. She raised her head from Chen Chen's back, revealing half of her small face, and her stepmother inevitably muttered a few words: "You kid, why are you always worried!"

The stepmother took out two painkillers from the medicine box, but saw Jasmine half-nestled in Chen Chen's arms, and the young man carefully hugged her and fed her water worriedly.

"Drink plenty of water. In the end, he carefully tucked the quilt for her.

"Jasmine, you have a good rest. ”

The stepmother saw the interaction between the two children, her eyes flashed, but she didn't say anything more, and walked out of the room with a water glass.

"By the way, Ah Chen, your dad just called back and said that the excavation work is due to the slack of soil and the decay of cultural relics, and the date of coming back may have to be postponed, so you can call your parents later." ”

"Okay. I'll call them later, thank you, Auntie. The boy nodded obediently, but as soon as he turned around, he was stopped by his stepmother.

"Ah Chen, are you injured, why is there a large blood mark on your back!"

Ah Chen shook his head and smiled, "It's not mine." A classmate was injured just now, and I accidentally got it when I helped him, so don't worry, auntie. ”

The stepmother watched Chen Chen walk into the room, and then looked at Jasmine's closed door, "These two children, ......"

Jasmine took the painkillers and fell asleep again, nothing more than nightmares, and when she woke up sweating profusely, it was already dark outside, and the street lights were on.

As soon as she closed her eyes now, she could hear the voice whispering softly in her ear, chilling.

"I'm hungry and I want to eat. 」

She remembers wandering around anxiously in her dreams, and she asked the voice, what the hell do you want to eat!

"Eat their hearts, eat their hands and feet, and the fleshy thighs, the delicious and soft guts...... I want to eat, I want more and more. 」

"Why do you have such dreams. Jasmine covered her face in frustration, it was enough, she would really break down if she continued like this!

The nightmare made her lose any appetite, and as she sat at her desk, Jasmine sorted out the textbooks and test papers she needed for tomorrow, and carefully clipped the letter back to K into the workbook, planning to put it in the mailbox tomorrow.

As she was sorting out her bag, a very thin, slightly old book was turned out, and Jasmine picked it up, and a black-and-white photograph was simply printed on the yellowed paper, and a crow flew lonely in the air on the towering and depressed rooftop.

Death of the Raven by Mokas Hill

Her attention was drawn to the black-and-white photographs in the book, of the lonely crow in the sky, fixed as an afterimage by the photograph, and the bustling and undulating steel jungle below, looking lonely and lonely.

In the silence of the night, a desk lamp quietly emitted a blazing white light, and a young girl sat in front of the desk, her head bowed and reading the pages intently, her delicate and lovely cheeks were obscured by the projection of the light, and occasionally the rustling sound of turning a book was heard.

Legend has it that the raven is a messenger bird that calls out to the dead, and it is an extraditer from hell, because it is stained with hatred and cowardice in the world, and it is stained black by the shadows.

A boy is extradited by a crow to the edge of hell, standing on the precipice of measuring good and evil, not knowing whether he will be pulled into that bottomless abyss by rooted evil thoughts, or if he will jump lightly to heaven.

He longs for that warm light, but he is unwilling to accept the fact that he is dead.

So, kill the crow.

He has nowhere to go, and he always walks alone in a world that does not belong to him, and everywhere there is a fantasy color, laughter and singing.

Only him, cruelly stripped of color, left with the purest gray.

Even when I come to my family, I just watch in loneliness, birth, old age, sickness and death, and the weak ** always has a time when it decays and turns into bones.

His death was a deep wound in the hearts of everyone in the family, and as the years and months passed, the wound slowly healed, and the warm color gradually filled the haze, and he slowly became a memory, which could only live forever in the memory of his family.

When the person around him dies, the gray on his body will deepen, and slowly turn into black.

Black represents despair and loneliness.

When the boy turned into a crow, he realized that every crow had a colorful color, unwilling to be dead, vainly longing for the one he once had, nostalgic for the past, so he was punished and turned into an extraditer, guiding the dead soul to another world.

Jasmine closed the book, and she rubbed her sour eyes and looked out at the dark night, stunned for a long time.

Death is the end of life and cannot be reversed.