Fang Ming was stunned, he looked at Zhao Shuang blankly, speechless for a long time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's just... Didn't you tell me yesterday that a boy at school committed suicide? ”

With a tone of disbelief, Fang Ming was stunned for a moment before he spoke.

"Is there one?"

This is Zhao Shuang's original words back to Fang Ming. In Fang Ming's unbelievable eyes, Zhao Shuang, who was reflected, had a puzzled expression, as if he didn't know what Fang Ming was talking about, and this might be the case.

In a trance, the world became unreal again, and the words ... Until now, Fang Ming didn't know why he had such a view.

Dream?

Thinking of yesterday's heaviness, is it also a dream? He just fell asleep at night and went on the next morning? What happened yesterday was just a long dream?

However, Fang Ming was still unconvinced that it was a dream, but he still forced himself to nod in his heart. With a look of haste in his eyes. Fang Ming said to Zhao Shuang a little blankly.

"You go ahead of your business!"

"You're okay, look at your appearance, your face doesn't seem to be very good!"

Zhao Shuang ignored Fang Ming's words, he even sat down directly next to Fang Ming, the vacant half of the bed, and told Fang Ming with concern. He even wiped his hand and touched Fang Ming's forehead, feeling Fang Ming's fairly normal temperature.

"Of course I'm fine!"

Fang Ming, who was stunned, half-shook his head and said. But the tone was a little weak.

"Hey!"

Zhao Shuang sighed, and judging from the temperature felt by the hand that had already been withdrawn, everything was normal. Out of kindness, he reminded anyway.

"However, I think if you are really unwell, then go to the hospital and have a look!"

"Of course I know that, and I'm not a child."

Zhao Shuang shook his head for the end, and then finally put away his thoughts and went to his own place. It's just that Fang Ming's heart still can't calm down for a long time.

He got the news from Zhao Shuang, but in the end, he heard him say that it didn't happen, or that in his peaceful memory, everything was normal yesterday.

Raising his head, Fang Ming glanced at the other people in the bedroom, he couldn't help but be a little curious, did everyone forget about it? In order to confirm this conjecture, Fang Ming knocked on it one by one. Finally pried open their mouths one by one. Except for Wang Yueming, who was not in the bedroom, everyone's answers were surprisingly consistent, as if it was really just a dream of Fang Ming.

Although he hasn't asked Wang Yueming's opinion yet, it doesn't matter at all to Fang Ming, and the answer seems to be clear in his heart.

Time was still passing slowly, and the tired heart was fully revealed in Fang Ming's undisguised sight. The sun, which has passed the three gangs, reflects the light of the earth dazzlingly.

Fang Ming didn't know how he spent the rest of the time, he was just in a daze, letting that time flow through his fingernails. It wasn't until it was nearly six o'clock in the night that Fang Ming, who felt a little hungry, stepped on tired steps and prepared to go to dinner.

At this time, the campus was bustling with students, the breeze swept the leaves, gently brushed Fang Ming, and the faces of passers-by. The sun in the sky, at this moment, no longer knows to hide in that corner to cultivate self-cultivation, I believe that in a short time, after a hard day, it will completely fall into hibernation, and then the moon will take over its shift again!

Eyes, with Fang Ming's silent raised head, fell on the campus in front of him. He's been living here for a few days, and of course he knows everything around him.

The nearest restaurant is the one about fifty meters away from him, with a huge signboard that says "Yang's Restaurant" printed on it. During the peak time of dinner, it was full of people, and even from a long distance, they could transmit the huge sound of communication to Fang Ming's ears.

Some of the big heads looked at the restaurant in front of them, and the fact that there were too many people made him frown. However, he didn't plan to look for other restaurants, after all, even if he didn't have to go to them, he could guess that most of the other restaurants were like this.

Therefore, he stood and took one last look at the Yang family's restaurant, and the short distance made him quickly come to the restaurant.

Inside, the female shopkeeper was still busy entertaining guests one by one, she seemed to be aware of Fang Ming's arrival, so in the next moment, Fang Ming saw that a thirty-five or sixteen-year-old woman walked towards him step by step.

"What to eat?"

The woman approached him, holding the pen and paper in her hand, and asked.

"Let's have a bowl of mixed sauce noodles!"

Fang Ming didn't look directly at the woman, but found a coincidentally vacated spot next to him and sat down. Although the tableware of the previous guest on it has not been taken away.

"Okay, then you can wait a minute!"

The woman took away the dishes, and somewhere to find a rag to wipe down the tabletop.

The small restaurant still looked like a thriving business, and the smell of food wafting from all over the crowded small room permeated Fang Ming's nose.

Enduring the smell, Fang Ming took out his mobile phone and played. However, he was a little depressed, and he still couldn't find any fun from it at this time. Helpless, he could only hold the phone with his hand, and then put it on his knees, keeping an eye on the students coming in and out.

Waiting, never going on endlessly. In front of Fang Ming's eyes, in the eternal picture, a woman finally appeared in front of Fang Ming with a bowl of steaming mixed sauce noodles. Then the woman went on to her own business.

At this time, Fang Ming finally came back to his senses, he put the phone back on his body, then took out a chopstick and ate it.

The food in the restaurant has never been very delicious, but Fang Ming has no way to compare. Moreover, in the current mood, he is unlikely to have any opinions.

It was only now that he couldn't help but realize that he hadn't eaten anything at noon, so he was already extremely hungry by now. So although he wasn't very satisfied with the taste of the food, Fang Ming still enjoyed it with relish.

Soon, Fang Ming solved the entire bowl of noodles cleanly. He took out a napkin and wiped his mouth, then Fang Ming settled the bill and prepared to go back. However, before he walked out of the door of the restaurant, a face approached him, but his eyes widened for a moment.

The footsteps stopped in Fang Ming's surprise at this time, he turned his head in a daze, and what appeared in his eyes was the face that he had only seen once, but he clearly remembered the face.

The male student who committed suicide - Zhang Tao!