"So...... What the seniors say, it's just casual talk?"

Lu Mao looked at Meng Sijia stubbornly, his eyes were as thin as water.

"Hey, who really cares about you selling like this, if they didn't have to bet with me, I wouldn't want to say a word to you. ”

The young man was still stiff-mouthed, but the words he said were so vicious, so vicious that Lu Mao's eyes gradually sank.

Until the young man disappeared in the morning light in embarrassment, Lu Mao never came back to his senses.

Is...... Bet?

That's a great reason.

The corners of her mouth slowly hooked up a strange smile, and the thin figure of the girl fell into the cold pool with a bang.

The black hair floating in the water resembles a dancing algae, reflecting an ominous omen.

***

The smell of disinfectant in the ward was very pungent, and the reporters who surrounded the entire ward made the faces of the teachers outside the ward a little dark.

After all, no one thought that the girl who always had no sense of existence would suddenly jump off the building, and even more unfortunately, Lu Mao's timing was too good.

"I had a good time at school. ”

Lu Mao hung his head, his wide hospital gown was empty, and the bruised pinchmarks on his arms were inadvertently exposed.

School bullying has always been an eye-catching thing, and those reporters are not stupid, but now they finally seized an opportunity, and naturally they took a big shot.

The girl clearly didn't say anything, but the looming scars on her body were enough to arouse people's imagination.

As for what comes with the report? Who cares?

"There is no such thing as bullying. ”

However, when it comes to the reflexive cringe of the body and the staggered injuries on the body when it comes to school, it honestly reveals everything.

"It's just a bad mood. ”

"No, my classmates are very good to me. ”

"The teachers are also very nice. ”

"Stuck in the bathroom?

……

The people in the ward had gradually dispersed, and the reporters, teachers, and the crowd of onlookers had all disappeared, leaving only the pale girl with a cold smile on her lips.

After a while, Lu Mao took out a pen and a piece of paper from under his pillow.

"Such a beautiful person deserves a splendid life, right?"

Accompanied by the girl's murmur, it was the rustle of her pen, but it was only a few words, but the life of the boy had been outlined.

It was smooth sailing, smooth sailing, but at the most proud moment, the dream was suddenly shattered.

The girlfriend who loves each other has long been invested in others, and the doting young son is actually the old Wang next door, and the company that has been in business for many years has long been left with hundreds of millions of debts.

Overnight, his family was ruined and he was exiled to the streets.

"It's long overdue, isn't it?"

Lu Mao tilted his head and smiled, his cruel appearance really didn't look like a teenage girl.

She was also unwilling to accept the darkness, but now she is willing to be with the darkness after all.

Lu Mao's life began to go in a direction that he had never thought of before.

She still sank in the darkness, but she didn't struggle anymore.

The pen in her hand depicts one world after another, writes paragraph after paragraph of sorrow and joy, and finally ends with dark writing.

The feeling of the world being controlled by her is so wonderful, but when everything falls silent, she is left with nothing but complete loneliness.

She has no friends, no lovers, no relatives, the sky and the earth are vast, only she is left, and even Starlight is unwilling to shine on her body.

Until one day, another voice suddenly appeared in her world.

If once upon a time there was only black in her world, then the appearance of this voice added a bit of whiteness to her.

Pale white.

"Are you the world I created?"

Lu Mao looked at the book on the table incredulously.

The pages of the book clicked a few times, and after a while, a bold word appeared in the blank space.

"Really...... Incredible. ”

Lu Mao muttered to himself, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Accustomed to it, even if there is one more person now, it makes no difference to her.

"I am the world you created, the world that belongs only to you. ”

The words that appear on the pages are angular.

Belongs only to ...... Minecraft?

Lu Mao's eyes were a little blurred, but in the end, he just pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a somewhat cold smile.

Nothing belongs to her.

This world will not belong to her.

The words on the page did not continue to appear, as if they had disappeared, and Lu Mao did not delve into it, but continued to pick up the pen and write on the paper.

"Yan hibiscus, hibiscus, hibiscus, then call her Shunhua. ”

Lu Mao bent his eyebrows, but what he wrote was a beautiful and thrilling girl, she named her Yan Mujian, and she couldn't wait to write all the beauty in the world to her.

But at the same time, she also gave her a doomed and tragic end.

She is destined to die, just as the fruit is destined to ripen and fall from the branches.

"As for the zombies that are about to appear, tsk, I should give you an appetizer. ”

The muscles on Lu Mao's face moved, but he did not hesitate to write those zombies to a time when they should not have appeared.

Does it matter?

Feel free to do it.

"Well, of course the good-looking ones have to be given to Yan Shunhua, probably because Yan is justice. ”

She acts recklessly in her own world, inflicting her likes and dislikes on everyone at will.

And those who are in control have never found out that their fate has long been quietly written.

"Is your name Lu Mao?"

A few words flickered on the page.

Lu Mao rolled her eyes, she had always had only herself, and now this guy who always appeared from time to time was not seen by her, but it was rare to give her some comfort.

Although this was not admitted by her.

"Lu Mao, Lu Mao, it sounds like a nice name. ”

"Your name is Lu Mao, so what is my name?"

"My name is, is Jialu okay?"

……

For Lu Mao, Jia Lu is obviously a noisy guy, perhaps because of the reason that he has just been born consciousness, Jia Lu is full of curiosity about the world, so much so that he asks Lu Mao many strange questions every day.

At first, Lu Mao didn't even want to answer him, but as time gradually passed, Lu Mao found that he didn't seem to be that person anymore.

She would say a few words when Jialu spoke, would talk to Jialu about her past, and would suddenly think of that somewhat noisy voice when Jialu did not appear.

Maybe it's getting used to it.

Once you get used to it, you can't get rid of it.

Lu Mao began to gradually get used to the existence of Jialu, and he relied on Jialu's existence day by day.

And the boy also began to gradually sketch the figure of all the dreams that haunted him in his heart.