Hopping on a bus at random, happily sitting by the window, opening the window, a cool after the rain greeted him, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye, which scared himself.

Actually, it's not so sad.

But I really want to talk to someone, I really want someone to show up, sue him, willingly, you're doing the right thing.

What a tragedy, I still don't have friends, I thought Mo Zhen could be counted as one, but when I could tell him about my heart, I felt that he was not calm enough and it was useless to tell him, and now I can't do it, it's too late for him to hide from him.

Moreover, these things in his heart, telling others about them, are they all frightened, okay, just a premise of rebirth is absurd enough.

What a failure.

The bus passed by a high school, and a bunch of students rushed in, the blue and white wide school uniforms wafting with the clean aroma of laundry detergent, the girls' ponytails tied high, the boys' stupid heads, and the voice of the voice was as moist and fresh as the rain outside the window. A few days ago, the college entrance examination ended, and I was talking about whether this year's college entrance examination papers are difficult or not, and I hope that next year will be simpler.

Willing to look at them stupidly, a little envious. He dropped out of school before finishing his first year of high school, and he never touched the threshold of the college entrance examination. A city popular that set, every New Year's festival to go to the temple on a few pillars of incense to pray, he also went to the temple to pray a few days before the college entrance examination, the old monk in the temple took his hand and said that sincerity will be able to high school, happy to say thank you crying.

I haven't shed a few tears in my memory, and I haven't cried much when I was four or five years old. He knew very well that he was different from other children, others cried, some people coaxed someone to give candy, but he didn't.

Forced to grow strong.

Forced to get used to one's life.

The appearance of Lin Qinghang made him greedy, he was greedy for those warmth, greedy for the sense of security of someone who has gone through thick and thin, he fell into it and couldn't extricate himself.

Lin Qinghang created a dream for him, and tore it apart with his own hands, and the light faded, and he was still alone.

The bus bumped all the way, the students got off the bus, happy to look out the window in a daze, the sky was blue after the rain in the evening, the huge shadows buried by the camphor trees on both sides of the street gradually faded, and the bus slowly drove towards the barren suburbs.

Finally stopped at the Nanshan Cemetery.

There was only one person left on the car, the terminal, you could only get off, the bus drove away quickly, and he was left standing alone in front of the cemetery, the twilight was four, and the sky was cloudy from the cemetery, as if a drop of ink bloomed and slowly smudged around, and it rained, which was more terrible than the day.

Willing didn't be too afraid, and said that it was quite a coincidence, and he got into a car and brought him to this place, which is also fate. The thought of his bones being buried here was ridiculously reassuring, and he didn't hesitate to go up the mountain.

He quickly found his grave, and placed a bouquet of lilies in front of it, the petals of which were dying, but it was evident that they had been put in the last few days. I don't have to think about it, and I know who it is.

He sighed, looked at the photo on the tombstone, it was still a student photo taken by him in his first year of high school, his eyes widened in a daze, and his mouth was pursed to reveal two dimples, one deep and one shallow, looking very silly.

When I woke up in the morning recently, I looked in the mirror and saw another face, which was no longer strange.

I was willing to think a little sadly, if one day, even I forgot what I looked like, then who else would remember?

I don't know what kind of mood Lin Qinghang is in when he faces himself, facing the face of a person who was killed by himself, he can still be affectionate, and there is no one who has this psychological element.

"Would you like ......?"

Leyi shook the raindrops on the lilies, and suddenly heard someone behind him calling him, and couldn't help but shiver.

Wilderness, quiet voices, this is simply the beginning of horror movies!

He stiffened his head and stood up at once, his face defensive.

It's Xiao Luo. Scarier than a horror movie.

Xiao Luo took a bouquet of white roses in his hand, his hair was a little long, and he tied it a little at the back of his head, while all the hair strands were picked up, a few strands hung down, his facial features were still gorgeous, but his skin was pale, and with the bouquet of white roses in his hand, the whole person actually had a sense of fading like a floating light phantom.

Seeing that his happy eyes fell on the bouquet he was holding, Xiao Luo threw the flowers casually and smiled at him, "Should I call you Chen Leyi, or willingly." ”

Leyi took a few steps back, "Lin Qinghang, sue you?" ”

Xiao Luo put his hand in his pocket, his expression was still incredible, "You keep saying that I killed Chen Leyi, and Lin Qinghang reminded me all day long that I am a criminal." Che, it's really interesting, I thought it was all written in a novel. ”

Xiao Luo asked as if unintentionally, "A person came to sweep the tomb." ”

"You don't, too."

Xiao Luo thought of the person waiting at the bottom of the mountain at the moment, and his heart sank, "Alas, I'm a little curious, what does it feel like to sweep my own grave?" ”

If you still can't bear Lin Qinghang, then for Xiao Luo, you are happy to be full of disgust and disgust, seeing him so indifferently as if he didn't care about himself, I really wanted to rush up and give him a few punches, but considering Chen Leyi's small body, I still didn't dare to make a move, so I could only stare at him fiercely.

"Don't look at me like that." Xiao Luo smiled, walked towards him, and suddenly punched him in the face, bringing a gust of wind to his face, his eyes widened happily, looking at the fist that was only a finger's width from the tip of his nose, and stretched out his hand to open it fiercely, "Sick." ”

"I'll just say, how could Lin Qinghang like that fool who was only a promise, it turned out that he had already changed someone."

"Promise-bearing, fool? Xiao Luo, you are really, unrepentant. ”

"Don't talk about dying," Xiao Luo looked around and persuaded with a kind face, "How unlucky." ”

"You've killed a person......

"yes, I've already killed someone, so I don't mind dying another one, do you want to try?" Xiao Luo's face changed suddenly, and his eyes looked gloomy, like a lion who was about to pounce and bite his prey at any time.

Xiao Luo's appearance was almost crazy, and he couldn't tell if this person really wanted to kill him, but he took a few steps back in some trepidation, Xiao Luo sneered when he saw his reaction, "A virtue." ”

He turned to leave, stepping on the bouquet of white roses, the words were too flamboyant, and he spared no effort.

Xiao Luo walked out of the cemetery, got into the car, and when he went down the mountain, it was already raining, he got into the car with a pale face, and gasped for a moment in the car, and the rain suddenly fell heavily.

There was a car parked in the distance, and Xiao Luo had stopped here before he went up the mountain. He glanced at the car, looked back at the cemetery, smiled, and called Mo Zhen.

Mo Zhen quickly answered the phone and asked him weakly, "What are you doing?" ”

"Where are you?"

Mo Zhen said a location, not too far from here, Xiao Luo sighed, "I just met Leyi in Nanshan Cemetery." ”

The voice suddenly became energetic, "Leyi, what is he doing there?" ”

In fact, he wasn't sure what Mo Zhen meant by happiness, when they met before, he could at most see that Mo Zhen was indeed a little tempted, so he could only say try it, and as a result, Mo Zhen's attitude, he was very satisfied, "What else can you do in the cemetery besides seeing the dead?" Picnic? ”

"Oh...... So," Mo Zhen's excitement went down again at the thought of Leyi's attitude towards him, "Why are you suing me?" ”

"I saw that the last train here had just left, and I didn't want to get on, and besides, it was raining."

Mo Zhen understood what Xiao Luo meant, "Received!" Brother, thank you, I have time to invite you to dinner! ”

"No, you don't."

Just when he was calling, a person suddenly ran down from the parked car, Xiao Luo drove past him, the man ran towards the cemetery in a panic, and the smile on Xiao Luo's face slowly cooled.

He said to Mo Zhen, "You can hurry up, it's too late." ”

Willing to sneeze a few times in a row, he thought it was over, it rained in the afternoon and it rained at night, and he was sorry for his unremembered brain.

Is there a sheltered place in the cemetery, he can only go down the mountain first, and halfway through, Mo Zhen's call came.

"Little stammer, you wait for me at the gate of the cemetery, I'll be there soon."

Le Yizheng felt strange how he knew that he was here, but before he could ask, the rain was too heavy, he didn't see the road clearly, the soles of his feet slipped and fell, and the mobile phone almost fell, he snorted, Mo Zhen said nervously, "Are you okay, did you fall?" ”

Willing to mutter, why is he so smart at this time, and he can hear it as soon as he hears it.

"I'm fine. Not to mention, the phone is flooded. ”

Lin Qinghang was not at ease, after all, he chased after the bus, at first he was too far away to notice that the person who went up the mountain later was Xiao Luo, and when Xiao Luo came down the mountain, he saw it clearly, his heart was slammed, and he hurriedly ran up the mountain.

The rain was very heavy and the wind was fierce, so it was very inconvenient to hold an umbrella, so Lin Qinghang simply put it away. There were several ways up the mountain, and he was worried about his safety, so he made a few calls that were either in the middle of the call or did not answer, so he had to hurriedly choose one and go straight up.

It's staggered with the willingness to go down the mountain.

Willing to go down the mountain with his arms in his arms, he felt that he was about to freeze stupid, and when he arrived at the door, he found that Mo Zhen got out of the car and waited at the door, and when he saw him come down, he immediately ran over, and the two got into the car before and after.

Mo Zhen grabbed his hand and asked, "Why are you here?" What kind of grave do you sweep on a rainy day? I don't know if the last train here will be gone at half past five? I'm not here, how can you go back? ”

Willing to tremble and pointed at the cold air, "Can you, turn this off first?" ”

Mo Zhen reacted, found a towel and wiped it for Leyi, Leyi had a headache, and shrank aside and fell asleep.

The happy mobile phone rang all the way, Mo Zhen heard it loud, encountered a red light, and rang again, Mo Zhen couldn't bear it anymore and took his mobile phone.

It reads: Lin Qinghang.