039. Portrait of ten years ago
Wheat lay on the bed, unable to sleep again and again. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info joking, she was originally pretending to be sick, and now there is a teacher sitting next to her who invisibly puts pressure on her. There are only two of them in the entire health room, so it's no wonder that they can sleep.
Tossing and turning for a long time, attracting the attention of Teacher Fuzi outside: "What's wrong?" Still uncomfortable? ”
Wheat said casually: "Well, in fact, you don't have to accompany me here, teacher, I can do it by myself." ”
Fuzi smiled: "It's okay, you're not feeling well, someone will look better." ”
Wheat turned her face sideways, looking helpless, she wanted to be alone now. Hengzhu is just pretending to be sick, if the teacher is here, how can she take the opportunity to slip away? Oh my God, it's all because of that uncle and policeman, she missed many classes today, and now her learning progress is going to fall behind! How are you fighting with that Rocky guy?
"Ahem......" Wheat lay on the bed, struggling helplessly.
"What's wrong?" Fuzi put down the book in his hand and asked with concern.
"I didn't ...... It's fine, maybe I'm thirsty, so it's a bit dry. "Please, teacher, let's go, you must be very busy, let's go.
"Then I'll pour you a glass of water." Fuzi had no intention of leaving, and instead went to pour a glass of water.
Lifting the curtain next to the bed, Fukuko handed the water to her: "Come, be careful." ”
Wheat sat up helplessly, took the cup, and just wanted to take a symbolic sip, but suddenly his expression froze, and the hand holding the glass suddenly loosened.
The glass fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the glass shards and the water were mixed together and spilled on the ground.
"What's wrong with you?" Fuzi hurriedly asked nervously, "Are you dizzy again?" ”
Wheat held his forehead with one hand, his eyes were a little hollow, and he seemed to have a terrible headache. But she knew for herself that it wasn't because of a headache, but because she saw a scene.
Under the cherry blossom trees, on the lawn, a man set up an easel, as if he was drawing something. Wheat couldn't see what the man looked like, but he could barely see what was on the canvas.
It was a portrait of a young girl, who was not pretty, and had quite a few freckles on her face. However, she looked like she was smiling happily. It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion of wheat, but I always feel that smile is a little shy.
Molly ...... In the lower right corner of the portrait, these three words are written, it should be her name, right? Looking at the date mentioned above, Wheat couldn't help but be surprised that this was still a portrait from ten years ago.
Wheat still wants to see more clearly, who is that man? Why did she see this scene for no apparent reason? You must know that her ability to predict convulsions can definitely only predict things related to herself. What is going on with this inexplicable scene that happened in the past?
Wheat was full of questions, but before she could delve, the scene in front of her disappeared.
"Mai-san, Mai-san!" Fuzi's eager voice came, "Mai-san, what's wrong with you?" ”
It took a long time for Wheat to come back to his senses, and he looked at the broken glass on the ground in a trance, and said sneeringly, "I'm fine...... It's okay......"
Fukuko said uneasily, "I'd better call the doctor in the health room." As he spoke, he took out his phone.
Wheat hurriedly stopped her: "Teacher, I'm really fine, but I haven't been able to exert my strength for a long time." Looking at Fuzi in front of her, she was still a little immersed in the scene just now.
Fuzi stopped talking on the phone and confirmed again: "Are you really okay?" ”
"Well, it's fine." Wheat said absent-mindedly, then muttered in a low voice, "Mollyly...... Who the hell is it? ”
"What did you say?" Listening to the words in her mouth, Fuzi continued to ask.
"Nothing." Wheat barely managed to squeeze out a smile.
Fuzi looked at her with a fugue look on her face and sighed: "I think I'd better leave first, staying here may hinder your rest." ”
As soon as Mai heard that she was leaving, she nodded hurriedly and said, "Well, don't worry, teacher, I'm okay alone." ”
After receiving her repeated reassurances, Fuzi packed up his things and left the health room.
When she left, there was only one person left in the health room. She lay back on the bed, looking at the ceiling and muttering to herself.
"Molly ......" must be the person in that portrait, right? Ten years ago...... That should be an adult by now. Who is she, though? And who is the man who painted?
Wheat frowned and thought, he really couldn't figure it out, otherwise...... Investigate this one named Mollyly?
She thought about it for a long time, and finally came to her senses. It's been so long in a blink of an eye, so let's hurry back to class. Thinking about this, Wheat got up and walked to the door of the health room.
I reached for the doorknob, but found that the door seemed to be stuck and couldn't be pulled. So she tried some harder, but this time she still couldn't open the door.
Strange, this door was fine just now. Teacher Fuzi was fine when he went out, why couldn't the door move after a while? Is it broken? With such a new door lock, it doesn't look like it's in disrepair.
At this moment, a smell suddenly wafted from the health room.
The wheat is full of water, and the taste is ...... She quickly turned her head to look, and it was the grimace that appeared in the darkness! At this time, the other party was close to her, his violent eyes were looking at her motionlessly, and his body also tended to tilt slightly towards her.
Wheat was so frightened that he leaned against the door, and his hand desperately turned the doorknob, but he couldn't open it.
Makoto Aizawa stands outside the health clinic and finds that the door cannot be opened.
"No one?" He glanced at the sign on the door that read "Health Room" and sighed softly.
Just as he was about to turn to leave, he heard the sound of things colliding and falling to the ground inside.
With a frown, he knocked on the door: "Is there anyone inside?" What happened? As he spoke, he turned the doorknob vigorously.
As soon as Wheat heard that there was someone outside, he hurriedly called for help: "Help! ”
Looking at the many ghost hands that appeared in the room at some point, climbing on the wall, coupled with the fat-bellied ghost with thin and short hands, she sighed again and again in her heart. The walls around her were occupied by ghost hands, and the ghost in the infirmary was gradually approaching her, and she no longer knew how she was going to get out of danger.
The main entrance can't be opened, and here is the second floor, and you can't jump out of the window. No, even if you can jump, you can't get through, the road is blocked.
Now what? It was impossible to expect someone outside the door to break in and save her.
At this time, Wheat spinelessly thought that it would be good if the person surnamed Luo could come to save her life again. No, no matter which hero it is, as long as she can save her life, she will be grateful for her kindness!