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――Really? Confirmed?

I saw the newspaper that the student died in the tunnel of the subway, and I heard that the body could not be pieced together, and it was completely crushed.

- It's terrifying!

Did someone fail to stop it in the prescribed way, so they let "that" write to him? ...

――Didn't their squad leader stipulate that everyone should do the same? How could this still happen...

Has anyone forgotten???

... Has anyone forgotten??? , did anyone forget to reply??? Didn't that man kill everyone??? ...

I weave through the sounds, like notices looping from a radio truck on the street, ignoring the volume of the loudspeakers and babbling into my ears like a catastrophic rush.

When I finally stepped into the classroom, everything was quiet.

I stopped in front of that "mailbox", put my hand in my pocket, my fingertips rubbed the envelope in my pocket, I don't know if I want to put it in, is it still useful to put it in now? Is there any room for salvation?

After much hesitation, I mustered up the courage to take out the envelope and stuff it into the "mailbox".

This strange and ugly "mailbox" looks like a demon raised in a classroom, waiting for me to feed it with its black mouth open.

I walked to my seat and saw Shui Jing sitting in her seat, she didn't come to talk to me, she just sat with her head drooping, her fat body wrapped in a plus-size school uniform, I couldn't see her expression, I didn't know what color of lip gloss she was using today, maybe she was useless at all, Chunchu died, how could she bother to dress herself, it should be a pale and desperate face.

Looking at the fourth seat of the group against the wall, Momoi sat there, his playing card face back up, the buttons of his red shirt tightly buttoned, and I thought back to what he had said to me last night.

"Are you sure you weren't with Haruchu on Friday after school?"

"Yes, I haven't forgotten that, I'm sure."

"Hmm......"

"What's wrong?"

"Ruriki, won't there be mistakes in the things you can remember after you recover your memory? I mean, is there a mistake in the connection of memory? ”

"What do you mean?"

How could it be wrong, I lived with my father for so many years, and I 'had a lot of seizures', but there was nothing wrong with my recovery after that, and my father could testify for me, and I didn't understand what Momoi was trying to say.

"Liulixi, in fact, I asked Shui Jing before coming to you, and she said that she saw you and Chunchu together after school that day, and she said that she still had evidence to prove."

Evidence? When he said this, I felt that my world was turning upside down, and a pair of unseen hands were overturning it, like overturning a box, and the contents of the box were broken, scattered and lost their original shape.

When I was still staring at Momoi's position, I suddenly felt a pair of hostile eyes in my afterglow, those pale red pupils, those were Miyayama's eyes, he was looking at me with hatred through my eyes, the two fierce flames in his eyes were like the feeling of burning me to death, I remembered the unfinished words in my notebook..."I dug out Miyayama's in the grove..."

From Miyayama's burning pupils, I think it should be a secret of Miyayama that I dug up, what is the secret? But, Miyayama, you need to forgive me now, because I have forgotten what the secret is, I can't remember it at all, you can rest assured, don't mind like that, I really don't know what the secret is anymore, please don't look at me like that anymore, it makes me feel very scared, really scared.

During class, I passed a small note to Shui Jing and asked her to talk to me after class, but she didn't reply to my little note, but just turned her head slightly to look at me, and I interpreted it to mean that she agreed, it should be, from her face still wearing thick lip gloss and mascara.

......

"I'll show you this."

On the roof of the teaching building, in front of the iron fence of the rusty roof, Shui Jing handed me something, a photo, a Polaroid photo.

"I invited you to go shopping after school that day, and you told me you were going home early, so I made an appointment at the beginning of spring, right?"

I nodded, and Shui Jing continued: "At the end of school, Chun Chu suddenly came to tell me that she couldn't go shopping with me because of something, she left in a panic and didn't tell me what was going on, I was very angry, I couldn't tolerate friends hiding from each other, Chun Chu and I, the friendship that began in kindergarten, how could it be mixed with anything that I didn't understand, didn't know, didn't know and wasn't clean, so I followed her, and the result was what you saw in that photo." ”

In the photo, it is the back of me and Chunchu walking together.

Wait a minute, I think there's something wrong, and Shui Jing said "I don't understand, I don't know" I can understand, but I can't accept her use of the word "unclean", what does "unclean" mean?

On the reinforced concrete roof, I was blown wildly by the cold wind, I adjusted my breathing, looked at Shui Jing's big round face full of white flesh again, and stepped closer to her.

"Shui Jing, I really went home that day, I remember it very clearly, this photo ......"

"Xiaoxi, don't you understand? Actually, I didn't show you the photo to blame you and Chunchu for lying to me that day, you came here to go to school, I'm very happy to be friends with us, I'm really happy, I just want to tell you clearly, you don't want to be disturbed by who was with Chunchu on Friday, this is just a photo, the important thing is that Chunchu died, she received a letter from the lily of the valley puppet and died. ”

"Huh? What did you say? ”

"Chun Chu called me on Saturday night, just the day you fainted, and Chun Chu told me on the phone that she had received a letter from the lily of the valley puppet, and she never went to school until yesterday morning when she said she was not feeling well and asked for leave to go home..."

"When did she get the letter?" I continued.

"She didn't say it, but I know her very well after I've been with her for so long, and usually she's the first to tell me when something happens, so I guess it's just a day or two, it's not Friday or Saturday, what's wrong?"

This date is very important to me, and maybe I am not in a position to say such things, but if the beginning of spring is a letter received before Saturday, then at least I can mentally relieve myself.

After fainting that day, I woke up in the hospital that night, that Saturday night, and a voice popped out of my blank brain an hour later.

"Reply, reply every day..."

I began to subconsciously look for reliable evidence, I knew that I had a notebook or something, so I began to rummage, usually in this case, my father will be the first to realize what I am looking for, he has formed a habit, he handed me my blue notebook, I read it carefully and understood how the "reply" came from my head, since I can't leave the hospital, the doctor needs to continue to observe, I asked my father to follow the requirements on the notebook, in the case I can't go to school, Every day, he delivered my written reply to the "mailbox" in the classroom, and although he was confused, he never fell behind until I could go to school myself.

So, I just lost my memory of Saturday, except for that day, as long as it had nothing to do with that day, I could be a little more relaxed and not have to feel the pain of being charged with the murderer.

"What else did the beginning of spring say? Letter from the lily of the valley puppet. "My heart is pounding again...

At this moment, there was a roar of thunder in the distance, and the light blue sky became dark, gloomy and obscure, and the clouds showed sorrow, and the wind that swept across the rooftops was stronger and colder than before.

"She said she didn't want to die, she was scared......" Shui Jing said with tears in her voice.

"Have you seen that letter?"

"I haven't seen it." Shui Jing shook her head, her eyes lost like a puppet, and she stared blankly at some empty place..."It's coming, Xiaoxi, it's really coming, I never believed that the lily of the valley puppet would really come to the letter, but... It's really coming..."She ran to the rusty iron fence and suddenly vomited, and I rushed to help her.

"Xiaoxi, I'm scared, I'm scared..."

Shui Jing cried, tears dissolved her heavy mascara, black tears flowed down both cheeks, I handed her a tissue, after she wiped it, the white tissue was immediately dyed with colorful stains, which seemed to be mixed with a color that was particularly dazzling, bright red... Like blood...

- "What is this?" I asked, a little frightened, staring at the blood stains of unknown origin on the tissues.

I don't remember where Shui Jing wiped with a tissue, it seemed that it was only her cheeks, I quickly scanned her cheeks, if there was something hurt... No, she seems to have wiped her neck, and the collar of her school uniform is hidden deep in the collar, and her white skin seems to be covered with bright red marks.

"Are you hurt there?" I looked at her neck, although it was covered by the collar, there was clearly a bloody mouth hidden inside, and it had been soaked with salty tears just now, maybe Shui Jing felt the wound irritated, so she wiped it with a tissue.

Shui Jing unnaturally straightened her clothes, and she quickly turned around and walked towards the staircase from the rooftop.

"Xiaoxi, don't believe Momoi's words, you'll understand later, and besides, I'm really happy to be friends with you."

She had her back to me, her long hair at the back of her head scattered over her shoulders.

I don't know what it means, what does it mean?

"Wait a minute...... Shui Jing ......: "Before I could shout, she had already gone out of the iron gate on the rooftop and went downstairs."

The crow of crows came from the rooftops, high-pitched and low, drawing out a dripping rain, and the distant sky was shrouded in huge shadows, and the dull thunder rolled overhead, and a crazy rain was coming...... In the dimness, something else came.