Wang Ren sat casually on the sofa, and Yu Yiling lowered her head and played with her fingernails. In a tone like a normal chat, Wang Ren asked her, "How is your brother?" ”

Yu Yiling trembled slightly.

She stared at her fingernails intently and didn't speak.

"Are you still in school?" Wang Ren asked again.

She shook her head. Wang Ren was also a little surprised, she remembered that Yu Yiling was in school at this age in her previous life, and at that time Wang Ren was already in mixed society, and Yu Yiling was already a person from two worlds. At that time, every time Yu Yiling came to him, he always felt that he was not worthy of her, and then gradually he stopped doing it, and he saw more things, and his heart was cold. And once reborn, the two are already in opposite circumstances. Although he has no feelings for her for a long time, he is also very emotional.

"Why didn't you go to school? Even if you don't have the high school entrance examination... Your brother must have a way to get you to high school, right? ”

She stared slightly upward, staring at the air, her eyes were out of focus, and her voice seemed to be a little hoarse: "My brother won't let me go to school." ”

In Wang Ren's impression, Yu Yikun is very fond of Yi Ling, almost everything, how did Yu Yiling become like this? Could it be that there is a butterfly effect in my own life? Has the world slowly changed?

She suddenly looked up at Wang Ren.

"Can you lend me some money? … For the sake of seeing... For the sake of our former classmates..."

"What are you borrowing money for?"

"I want to go a little farther, I want to leave H City..."

Wang Ren frowned, and asked puzzledly: "Why, you are a girl who is not yet an adult, where can you go?" Yu Yikun, I should be very fond of you, right? ”

Her eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, expressionless, but it made people suddenly feel that her whole person became cold, as if she was armed with her heart, her voice was very soft, but very cold: "He really dotes on me, he is my own brother..."

Wang Ren couldn't understand her thoughts, and said that a woman's heart was a needle, it was indeed difficult to guess, Wang Ren shook his head and said: "I don't think you need to leave your brother, but you must decide like this, I can lend you money, don't blame me for whatever consequences you encounter after you leave H City, this is your decision!" ”

Yu Yiling suddenly laughed, she smiled very beautifully, her eyes were very bright, and she smiled with a little sincerity: "You know what? You're the only boy I've ever chased, and I really liked you at that time, and you were actually very, very gentle..."

Her eyes were very large, they looked bright, and she was a little sad, and she looked straight at Wang Ren, who looked away uncomfortably.

She burst out laughing and said sincerely, "Thank you!" "I went back to my room.

The next day, Yu Yiling took the money and left, without saying a word to Wang Ren, grandma knew that she was a little unhappy that she was gone, she felt that this little girl was not very polite, and grabbed Wang Ren back and forth and nagged back and forth that she couldn't fall in love.

In the afternoon, when Wang Ren went to buy vegetables, he met Yu Yikun again.

He looked very tired, with a ruthless illness on his face, only a few people followed him, he had long lost the momentum of looking for medicine bottles in the town, and he lost the scenery of his previous life, in his previous life, he was the last person to be the second-in-command, and he was good at winning people's hearts, many people were willing to follow him, and now there are only a few people, and Wang Ren knows a few people, and Yu Yikun is lifelong friendship, just like Wang Ren in the previous life.

As soon as Yu Yikun saw Wang Ren, his face was even more gloomy, and he asked directly: "Have you seen my sister!" Say! ”

Wang Ren looked at him strangely and said sarcastically: "Your sister, why do you ask me?" I haven't seen her since junior high school, and I don't know her well. ”

He was like a madman, he suddenly grabbed Wang Ren's collar, and his face was full of anger: "You kid! It's weird everywhere! It's all you! It's because of you! ”

He shook and was about to hit Wang Ren, but at this time his little brother pulled him, because the patrol police had already come, and Yu Yikun was looking for people everywhere like a madman, and someone called the police if he disturbed the people.

He unwillingly let go of Wang Ren, took a few people, and ran away in the chase of the patrol police.

I didn't expect Yu Yikun to fall to this point, just like a gangster on the street, calling for wind and rain has long been the beginning. There is no longer the momentum that brought Wang Ren into the research institute in the first place, in fact, Wang Ren can't understand that he didn't have any sorry for him in his previous life, why did he hate him so much?

In the blink of an eye, the summer vacation has passed, and the following days are so calm that almost only reading remains, and after that, he has never seen Yu Yikun and Yu Yiling again, and the ups and downs of H City seem to have returned to calm since Ling Xiao left, officials were shot dead, many official positions changed, and the gangster catastrophe gradually calmed down in the hustle and bustle of the media in the past, and was only occasionally mentioned after people's tea and dinner.

Wang Ren's grades in the first semester of the second year of high school have ranked first in the school, Wang Ren chose science in the arts and sciences class, and Ren Xiaoqing was also admitted to the second class of the key class.

Since Wang Ren's grades rose to the first place in the school, he has never declined, and he is far from the first.

In the second semester of the third year of high school, a boy in a class committed suicide.

The boy named Cheng Zhi, who suffered from congenital heart disease and didn't even participate in military training.

Wang Ren remembers that he was very introverted, could not do intense exercise, did not talk much to his classmates, had no friends, his face was pale all the year round, and even when answering questions, he was very quiet.

Before he died, he had a conversation with Wang Ren.

The campus in spring is very beautiful, the flowers of the trees are blooming, reflecting the glimmer in the sun, so gorgeous that people's pupils shrink, and the wind blows people very comfortably, so comfortable that people want to take a quiet nap.

Wang Ren sat under the cherry blossom tree, coming out to breathe, his delicate hair was slightly blown by the wind, the fresh air was wrapped around the tip of his nose, his brain was empty in an instant, and a person's voice came from the air.

"Look how beautiful this flower is..."The voice was very soft, a little rustling, but it was very nice.

Wang Ren looked for the voice, a thin boy stood under the tree, his skin was very white, like a patient who had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, and there was an illusion that it would shatter at the slightest touch.

He looked up at the flowers and trees and looked at the sky, a bit like he was talking to himself, but Wang Ren took over and said, "Yes, it's beautiful." ”

He slowly turned his head and glanced at Wang Ren, as if he didn't expect Wang Ren to speak, his eyes were very clear, like a child who had not reached the world, he sat down gently and slowly, and sat next to Wang Ren.

"In the summer, the flowers on this tree are gone, and they do not grow leaves, and it is a long process to become nutrients, and the flowers do not gradually bloom until the next year."

He followed a petal, stared at it for a long time, and then began to speak again.

"There may be new flowers, but each flower will be different."

He looked at Wang Ren seriously, his eyes looking innocent and gentle.

"Your grades are so good, your body is really good, I envy you very much."

Then he chuckled softly.

The next day, the classroom was so quiet that only the rustling of writing and the occasional page turning could be heard.

After Wang Ren finished a question, he raised his head and his sore neck, and the students in the classroom who were doing the questions with their heads down, and they didn't know why, he suddenly looked in the direction of Cheng Zhi's seat, his position was by the window in the first row, and from the window, he could see a beautiful cherry blossom.

He lowered his head and wrote his homework seriously, and then suddenly, without expectation, he jumped out of the window.

The teacher was still sitting in front of the lectern table, and after about a second, someone reflected, and then a huge panic spread in the hearts of the young students, and the mouth screamed in horror, and the classroom was in chaos, and then the scrambled teacher called an ambulance with a heartbeat, and the timid girl was already crying.

The first class was on the fifth floor, Wang Ren looked down from the window, and only saw the dazzling bright red blood, and the pink and white cherry blossoms in the sky that were disturbed by heavy objects, under the contrast of the bright red blood, as if fading pink, like a fine piece of paper on the young man's corpse.

When the ambulance arrived, it was confirmed that Cheng Zhi was dead.

The police cordon was fenced, the body was still lying on the ground, and reporters had already stormed the campus.

School leaders rushed to deal with the emergency, and public opinion had spread.

#一中高三学生因学习压力过重跳楼自杀#引发热议.

For a while, the topic of exam-oriented education was pushed to the forefront, and the major newspapers and media were questioning exam-oriented education, and a war of words about exam-oriented education broke out in country Z!

Examination-oriented education can only teach mechanical students, students are under too much pressure, and foreign teaching methods and education model reform should be introduced, and the call is getting louder and louder.

For a while, people in Yizhong were panicked, especially in the first class, almost immersed in a depressing and dull atmosphere, and there were more than 100 days to take the college entrance examination, but this happened.

The teacher tried his best to comfort the students and let them not feel stressed, and many students also slowed down their learning, as if the whole class was shrouded in mourning.

On the second day of Cheng Zhi's suicide, a young man came to the first class and put away everything on Cheng Zhi's desk.

The contents of his desk are still the same as they were before he died, the water-based pen looks like he has just been put down, and the owner of the desk just goes to the toilet and waits for a while to come back.

The man stood in front of the desk for a long time, his facial features were very deep, his figure was straight, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, he pursed his hard lips, stood silently, and after a while, his hand moved again, thinking of a puppet that was carried by the line, and his movements were not very smooth raised his hand, and gently touched the pen on the desk.

There were also two people standing in the doorway, they were standing rigidly, their backs straight, waiting for the man in the classroom to collect his belongings. The teacher didn't come in at the door, the classmates looked at him curiously, whispered, half a class passed, and the man finally put away the books, scattered pens, and small tools one by one, as if he was afraid of waking up something.

The spring wind was blowing gently, the window where Cheng Zhi jumped was slightly open, the wind outside the window blew in, a cherry blossom floated in, and landed on the man's shoulder, the man turned around and left with the relics, and the petals fell to the ground gently because of the strength of the movement.

At the end of class, the classmates talked loudly, Wang Ren walked to Cheng Zhi's desk, picked up the petal, stretched out his hand to the window, the wind blew through the palm, and the petal was gone.

In the summer, the flowers on the tree are gone, and they do not grow leaves, and it is a long process to become nutrients, and the flowers do not gradually bloom until the next year.