When he came outside, Fang Ming found a nearby restaurant, then bought a few buns to pack and brought them back. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIt's past nine o'clock in the morning, and the sun is already shining on the playground with a not-so-hot day.

Occasionally, a few students laughed and walked in the shade of the building, after all, although the time is not too late, but walking under the sun, it will inevitably be a little hot.

Trotting all the way, Fang Ming soon returned to the dormitory. He lives on the first floor, and now he can't help but be a little glad that he doesn't have to go up and down the stairs endlessly.

In the bedroom, Zhou Meng was still reading novels on his mobile phone, but Wang Yueming was tired of continuing to lie down and play games, so he had already gotten up and went to the balcony to wash up.

The slight sound of the door opening attracted Zhou Meng's attention, and he raised the pair of eyes that fell on the phone and saw it. Fang Ming's figure made him happy, but Fang Ming understood that he was more concerned about food.

"Where's my bun?"

With a grin, Zhou Meng's heartless voice rang out. Fang Ming couldn't help but shake his head as if iron was not steel, and said, "I know that the first thing you care about must be this."

"Huh!"

Zhou Meng chuckled silently. He also put away his mobile phone for a long time at this time, squared on his knees, and his mouth was eager to try. And in Zhou Mengna's eyes that in Fang Ming's opinion, a little thief, Fang Ming finally came to Zhou Meng's bedside step by step, and then sat down.

Everyone has been together for two or three days, and the previous sense of strangeness has long disappeared, and they have become much more casual than before. Putting away the joking words, Fang Ming threw one of the finished bags to Zhou Meng, and at the same time shouted outside.

"Wang Yueming, I also brought one for you, remember to eat it after washing."

Although Wang Yueming did not explicitly ask Fang Ming to buy it, Fang Ming still chose to bring one in. Outside, when Wang Yueming heard this, she raised her head slightly, replied "I know", and continued to wash up.

Fang Ming also opened the plastic packaging bag, and then ate breakfast with relish. However, at this time, along...

"By the way, what did you say about last night, what did you say?"

Zhou Meng's voice, he seemed to suddenly remember this question. In fact, since Fang Ming said that sentence, he was very curious about the story behind what Fang Ming said.

"What about that?"

Fang Ming thought for a moment. After a moment, though, it was as if he understood something.

"Didn't you wake up last night? How could it not be known? ”

"I don't remember waking up."

Zhou Meng's words surprised Fang Ming a little, but he was not a little flustered at this time. I thought about it: Was it just a dream of mine all along?

After thinking about it for a while, that was when he did "wake up" from the very beginning when he saw the blood light, if it wasn't for the fact that the whole process was a dream, it was really a bit unreasonable.

Shaking his head, Fang Ming finally sighed and said, "It's nothing, it's just a dream."

Wang Yueming had already come in at this time, and under Fang Ming's beckoning, he took his own share. However, Fang Ming was a little curious, not knowing if he woke up last night. But in the end, even at that time, he was sleeping, so the answer seemed to be clear.

After eating breakfast, Fang Ming went to wash up a little, and then came back to the bedroom. This pastime during this time has already made the entire academy surrounded by sunshine, Fang Ming took out his mobile phone and looked at it, he actually found that before he knew it, it was already more than eleven o'clock at this time.

Zhou Meng was still playing with his mobile phone, but Wang Yueming didn't know when, and he had already gone out. Looking at the sun outside, Fang Ming had a big head, this was really not a good weather to go out. Moreover, Fang Ming didn't like to play online games very much, so he wouldn't go to the Internet café too much to spend time, so in the end, he decided to play in the dormitory like Zhou Meng.

Until more than 12 o'clock in the afternoon...

Ga!

With the sound of the door opening, the others returned to the dormitory one after another. Fang Ming raised his head and looked at Zhao Shuang, who was the first to walk in, and he also put away the mobile phone in his hand.

They all looked like they had already eaten, and after saying hello to Fang Ming and Zhou Meng, they all washed their feet and then took a nap. However, none of them seriously went to sleep, they all just lay in bed and played with their mobile phones.

On the way, Fang Ming also asked them about the situation last night, the same as Zhou Meng, everyone didn't have that memory, as if it was really just a dream of Fang Ming.

"It really seems that this is just a dream."

Fang Ming pinched his chin in his hand and decided to completely keep this matter in his heart. However, he couldn't figure out why he cared so much about this imagination that could not be explained by any other way than a dream.

"But to be honest, something happened at school today that I couldn't believe it."

This was Zhao Shuang's voice, just when Fang Ming dispelled his thoughts and was about to go back, his voice sounded behind Fang Ming. The strong and loud voice made Fang Ming's heart stunned, he stopped, turned his head again, and asked.

"What's the matter?"

"Just this morning, a body was found in the school."

"Corpses?!"

Fang Ming's voice was full of disbelief.

"That's right, the body of a man who committed suicide by jumping off a building. Moreover, according to later police reports, the time when the man committed suicide was late last night. ”

For a moment, Fang Ming only felt that his mind was numb. He had seen similar news on the Internet before, but it happened to him, which made him a little overwhelmed. But is this really just pure suicide?

Wait a minute!

In Fang Ming's mind, the voice he heard when he was sleeping late at night unconsciously appeared. That's not going to be...

A thought was filled with Fang Ming, he raised his head, and looked at Zhao Shuang, who was still indifferent after saying this, and suddenly felt that the whole world had become unreal.

He seemed to see that if the sound in the middle of the night was really the sound made by a man when he committed suicide, wouldn't that mean that all the things that happened last night did happen?

"It must be just a coincidence!"

Fang Ming stubbornly suppressed himself to think about this, so that he could feel it in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Zhao Shuang, but his gaze had already become much heavier, and he asked.

"Looking at you, don't you feel it at all?"

Zhao Shuang shrugged his shoulders innocently, and then said, "How come? When I first heard it, I was surprised, but when I think about it, this one we see on the Internet is actually no different, it's just that this time it's all around us. ”