After I walked into the community, I was relieved, how could there be no accidents when I arrived at the door, right? The sky had been painted a gradient of inky blue, and a few stars were hidden behind the floating clouds, and the stars were faintly lit. From the circular square of the community, you can see the night sky unobstructed by any buildings, and the surrounding bushes are still high and low from time to time to hear the music played by unknown insects, and the evening breeze occasionally blows, blowing the leaves to make a "rustling" sound. If there weren't so many strange things happening before, I might have wanted to pick up my phone and take a few pictures, but now I just want to dive headlong into the bed at home.

Everything happened too suddenly and frequently, and only three "supernatural" times refreshed my current worldview, and I couldn't accept these sudden messages for a while, and my breathing seemed to become messy, and if I couldn't catch it in one breath, I would be suffocated to death.

"Hurry, hurry, it's coming," I rushed to the unit door, and I ran to the elevator door and pressed the button. During the waiting time, my heart was still burning, and the illusion that happened in the bus kept flashing in my mind, and every minute and second seemed to be not the passage of time but the passage of life.

The dark red electronic numerals changed as usual, and the "1" finally arrived, and the elevator doors slowly opened after a few seconds of pause. There was no one in the elevator, so I hurried in and pressed the floor button, and I was relieved to see the elevator door close.

I looked at a series of floor buttons in a daze, a person in a closed environment is a little hairy, and it is in the evening, when I think of the plot in the horror movie, the law of "the elevator must have ghosts" is circling in my head, no, no, no, how can I believe in ghosts if I am not a child? Soon, five floors were still in the house.

However, the reality is always unexpected, suddenly there was an abnormal alarm sound in the elevator, like the sound that only appeared when the elevator was broken, and the electronic screen that originally displayed the floor appeared a garbled code, and there was a violent up and down shaking in the elevator compartment with a "bang", and then fell straight down three floors, the number of floors displayed on the electronic screen quickly flashed three numbers, and the arrows on the number of floors have been replaced by a row of rolling warning bars.

I was almost reflexively leaning against the corner of the elevator, when something suddenly flashed through my mind, and I hurriedly adjusted my posture to change to my hands and back tightly against the elevator wall, and my lower limbs half-squatted to minimize the impact of gravity on my body caused by the elevator falling.

I had never experienced an elevator accident and was so dizzy that I didn't dare to look at the display again, and I was afraid that the worst outcome would be to fall directly into the deepest part of the elevator shaft or stop in the mezzanine in the middle of two floors.

"Stop!" I closed my eyes and shouted desperately in my heart, hoping that the elevator would be lucky enough to stop on the next floor.

Fortunately, the elevator did not move, stopped on the third floor, and the elevator doors opened automatically. I didn't notice if the display was back to normal, and I ran out of the elevator car like a fly.

From now on, I remembered that no matter how safe the elevator is, I will not choose to take the elevator! Isn't it the sixth floor, I'm out of the way!

As long as you take the stairs and walk three floors to get home, you can turn on the lights as long as you have the courage to shout or stomp on the voice-activated lights, of course, on the premise of not disturbing the people.

I managed to turn on the electric light in the middle of the third and fourth floors, and although the staircase was a bit dirty and the steps were high, it didn't put my life in danger anyway. The dim lighting still made me feel a little scared, and I habitually turned on my phone to divert my attention. I unlocked my phone's screensaver, only to find that there were six more missed calls from "Mom" in the notification bar.

The time displayed on the mobile phone is already seven o'clock, because today it is my mother's turn to be on duty, I need to call her when I get home to report that she is safe, and now it is nearly an hour later than the usual time to get home, the first three of these missed calls occurred during the time of taking the bus, because I was involved in the illusion I don't know, the last three calls occurred at the time of the elevator failure, because there was no signal in the elevator I don't know.

It is estimated that she will call the police when she sees these missed calls later, and I hurriedly called back when I thought of this.

"Hey, Mom, I just..." Before I could explain, the other side anxiously interrupted me. "Are you home now?"

"There are two more floors, the elevator is out of order, and I'm walking now"

"What? Something went wrong? Is it falling again? Did you do what I taught you? The voice on the other side became more anxious and began to question me like a cannon.

"I did so, fortunately the elevator stopped after falling three floors, Mom, don't worry, I don't have anything" Although I have been controlling my emotions, how can my mother not hear what tone I am in when I am afraid?

"When you get home, remember to close the door, don't let strangers in, remember not to leave outside after taking the key and opening the door, I still have about half an hour to change shifts, and I don't have to worry about these things when I'm already in high school, right?" Maybe because of professional reasons, the more busy people at work the tone seems to be impatient, this kind of worry she has said more than once or twice, I am alone at home more than once or twice, I think single-parent families can promote harmony between family members.

But if I came home so late, would she not have the slightest suspicion?

Just as I was thinking about how to answer my mother when asked, "Why do you come home so late?" she just happened.

"By the way, what are you doing today, coming back so late?"

"This... The head teacher suddenly wanted to hold a very important class meeting, because it was too sudden, he didn't send a group message to the parents, "I think this is a lame reason, it's full of loopholes, the Education Bureau explicitly prohibits teachers from forcing extra classes after school, and once the extra class is added, no matter how urgent the notice is, it will definitely notify parents as soon as possible."

“··· Oh, let's just say that you don't want to do anything else with such a well-behaved child, so I'm relieved" I heard a sudden ringtone on the other side of the phone, "You have to complete your homework seriously at home, there are patients who need help, I'll hang up first"

"Okay, bye-bye"

I was so panicked that my palms were about to sweat, and my heart began to beat faster, after all, I was not good at lying, and there were some things that I subconsciously didn't want to tell others under normal circumstances, even my family.

I had reached the sixth floor, some distance from the door of the staircase, and as I walked I thought about my mother's strange behavior after hearing my lie.

“··· Oh, just say that a child like you wouldn't do anything else, then I'm relieved" recalled what she said, she was silent for a few seconds before speaking, I know her habit of talking, she will be stunned for a few seconds when she talks while thinking, which means that she is very likely to hear that what I said is a lie, but she didn't immediately expose me, why? I've never been nearly an hour late to get home before, and under normal circumstances, with her personality, she should have asked the bottom of the phone on the phone, and there would be no possibility of asking again when she got home.

Forget it, what are you doing thinking so much, asking for trouble. Let's think about how to deal with a large number of assignments in a timely manner.

It's strange to say, after the night of the elevator failure, and then the next day, and after another week, nothing "supernatural" happened, the stereotypical and monotonous life is as usual, classes, exams, buses, bus stops, these places where there is a high probability of being involved in the illusion of the illusion Nothing happened, so calm that I was a little nervous, and even wanted to experience the illusion again to make me feel normal.

During my lunch break, Shiraishi and I went to the bookstore across from the school to buy study materials, and while we were walking around the information area, we happened to meet an acquaintance, an extreme fan of science fiction who was reading a trial book in the science fiction section.

"Hey! What are you doing? Shiraishi slapped the dude on the shoulder.

"What else can you do when the drill digs every day? Don't worry, if you punch him, he won't pay attention to you" I tried to pull the white stone away, and the consequence of interfering with the "drill" and "digging" last time was that it almost caused a "bloody disaster", which scared me.

"Yo, you're here too, don't worry, I won't beat you, I didn't control my emotions last time" He rarely put down the book he had read halfway and explained to me.

The person I was talking to was called He Jinyan, and his name gave people the feeling of being a watery poplar person, and his personality was exactly in line with his name, giving people the impression that he was an unhurried, unhurried and impatient person, and he was rarely seen to lose his temper.

"That's good, I remind you to be sane," I quickly took a few steps back.

"Huh? Weapons in all directions? Also bombers? Dude, what are you doing? Shiraishi flipped through the book he was reading, and he couldn't read what was written on it, so he glanced at it casually and passed.

"When I have time, I'm going to make models with other military fans in the class, low-profile models, do you want to participate together?"

That's why we call him "drill", when the weekend homework is finished, I will look around for materials to make models as soon as possible, I am also a little interested in the knowledge of military science and technology, and I met him twice at the Comic Con and then at the military model exhibition, I am very similar to the type of character he likes and his hobbies and personality, so I am familiar with it after coming and going.

He always acts alone, even if there are three or four like-minded people with him, he still doesn't like to walk with others, and there are almost zero cases of taking the initiative to greet him, and he only has a common language with us and the few military fans in their class.

He was also the second person to see the first draft of my work, and I also saw his work. Should someone who appeared outside the bus and the test room ask him what was going on? I'm pretty sure that the stranger who appeared out of thin air was the character in his work.

He also has the same bookmark as me, and the bookmark that can form a fantasy is not something that can be bought casually on the market, it can't be a coincidence.

"I'm a clue-free person, will I make a mess for you if I go?"

"Hey~ Don't you often watch military documentaries? Besides, even if you don't know how to make shapes, you should be able to paint the patterns on it, right? ”

"It's okay to color, but if I lose my drawing, won't the whole model be scrapped?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I have to make new friends once in a while, and I don't do it at school, no one knows"

"Brother Yan, is there a person named Yin Boyang in your class?"

"Yes, he works with me a lot."

"Oh, he's my junior high school classmate, I just recently found out that he was in your class, and he mentioned you"

"You know? How about you join the model making team as well? ”

"Okay, that's it!" Shiraishi and He Jinyan high-fived each other, and both were very happy.

"Then let's go back first, and we'll see you when we have time"

The midday sun was so scorching that the sun-scorched ground could barely fry eggs, just a little hotter for the average person, but for the albinism community, including me, such strong ultraviolet rays would have killed me. Luckily, I wore clothes that were very insulated, so it's hard to say if it was breathable or not.

I wiped the sweat from my face and pulled the elastic band of my hood to the tightest before walking out of the bookstore.

"The students are thinking about completing the exercises in the workbook, and if I have time in class tomorrow, I will explain them appropriately" The geography teacher seemed to be chewing something in his mouth, shook his head and walked off the podium, humming a small tune and leaving the classroom, looking very happy.

It was already more than 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and due to the temporary make-up class plan arranged by the Student Affairs Office, we still had to have another class before we could leave school, so it was not bad to extend the school time, at least we avoided the rain outside.

I watched the pouring rain outside, and I couldn't see anything outside except the sound of the dripping sound, and the thick fog like white soup hung viscous in the sky, hiding the original blue color of the sky. I love the weather, it makes me feel at ease, but it also makes me feel uneasy, who knows what is hidden behind the pure fog.

I kept the spare folding umbrella in my backpack in case the rain didn't stop after school.

"Xiaobai, you're still studying after class, go out for a while?" Zhao Huanjue, another friend of mine, although he has a good relationship, the direction of his house and mine is inconsistent, and Baishi has been with me for a long time.

"It's raining outside, do you want to rush out and get drenched?" I didn't bother to move, I just moved the book to give him a place to spread his hands.

"Lao Shi has already gone out to play"

I glanced out the window at the pouring rain, "I finally know the structure of this silly mind."

"What brain structure?" He was still in a state of confusion.

"It's all water!" I yelled at the window.

Hearing this, he deliberately took a few steps back and said with a joking smile: "I also understand one thing."

This time it was my turn to be confused. "Got it?"

"No wonder everyone in our class calls you Brother Pu, it seems that they have all seen you fight"

"I'm fighting? How come I don't remember? ”

"You don't remember, we remember it clearly, or if you don't fight, you will scare others to death if you fight"

At this time, I seriously suspected that I had violent tendencies, but with my weak physique, how could I fight with others? I'm afraid that before I could fight, a gust of wind blew me away.

I can't let him dig up my "black history" anymore, and I have to change the topic as soon as possible. "Lao Shi brought an umbrella, right?"

He gave me a blank look, "Or else?" If the old stone brain is filled with water, your brain is filled with cement."

"And you said he ran out?"

"Teasing you"

I suddenly had a feeling that I had been tricked and had to find a reason to hide for a while. "By the way, I'll go get some water from the water glass"

"Hurry up," he said, glancing into the classroom, then still leaning back against the wall in a "very tugging" position.

It only took a few minutes, and when I came out again with water, I found that he was not waiting for me outside, and I walked forward looking for him, and as I walked, I saw a large number of people gathered at the door.

Out of curiosity, I also went up to see the excitement, but I didn't expect him to be here.

"Ah Jue, why did you run here? You're fast enough in just a few minutes."

"Shhhhhhh ”

I managed to squeeze a crack out of the crowd, and vaguely saw a girl standing on the windowsill inside, surrounded by many people, not knowing what they were doing.

Just as Ah Jue and I wanted to squeeze forward a little, the class bell rang. Thinking that what happened in other classes had nothing to do with us, I pulled Ah Jue back to class.

"Students read the text on the PPT first, remember the key vocabulary, and I will find a classmate to translate it later"

While looking at the classical Chinese on the PPT, I remembered the sentence group of the key symbols drawn by the teacher, so I had to be prepared in case the teacher called me.

"Stop, classmates," the teacher said, and as soon as the chaotic classroom fell silent, everyone was afraid of being asked.

The teacher looked at the list of people posted on the podium and pointed to the name of one of them. "Pu Shaohan, you come to answer the question"

Sure enough, it's me.,If only the probability of asking questions in class was equivalent to the probability of drawing cards in the game.,Nine out of ten.。 I had no choice but to stand up as if I was fatal.

"What does 'Yan Ru' mean?"

I recalled the point in my note, "It's a safe look."

"Well, that's right," the teacher motioned for me to sit down.

"The next word is 'Qiqi', do any students answer the question?"

The students in the audience all lowered their heads or looked elsewhere, and they didn't want to answer the questions.

The teacher held his forehead, looked helpless, and "swept" on the list of people. Just as he was about to ask questions about the people on the list, he happened to look up and saw a certain classmate looking out the window.

The teacher pointed to the student who had deserted, "Tao Li, you are distracted again, what problem did I just say?" You repeat it to me."

Tao Li quickly stood up and scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, "I'm sorry teacher, I just heard the sound of an ambulance."

"Ambulance?" The teacher was a little confused, and the students began to discuss, and the atmosphere in the class was instantly enlivened up a lot.

"Come on, don't talk about those useless reasons, quickly answer the questions" It is probably that Tao Ran has deserted too many times in class, and ambulances are very common no matter where they appear.

The situation outside the window is also known by the classmates on the side of the window, anyway, I can't hear anything in the middle of the classroom, even if something has anything to do with me.

After the bell rang for class, the Chinese teacher rarely got out of class on time, and some of the students who had been prepared immediately put on their schoolbags and ran away when they saw the teacher walking out of the classroom.

It's still raining outside, but it looks a little smaller than during the class, so you shouldn't get wet with your umbrella. I grabbed my umbrella and school bag, and was about to ask Shiraishi to go with me, but I didn't expect him to come in my direction as well, and I bumped into him like this.

"Oops! I thought you'd have to grind for a long time, it's fast enough today," Shiraishi grinned and covered his head.

"I thought you'd come around the podium, why didn't you play your cards today?"

"My table mate is usually very able to rub me, so I had to go around, today he didn't know what happened to slip away very fast, so I just moved his chair over"

"Could it be because of the ambulance? At the end of the last class, Ah Jue and I saw a person in another class who seemed to want to jump off the building, wouldn't that person have already jumped off? ”

"Take a look?" Shiraishi poked me in the arm, "hehe" and laughed.

I glanced at him and thought infinitely in my heart, "Why do my friends like to join in the fun so much", but I was honestly "dragged away" by him under his "instigation".

I don't know when I was inexplicably disgusted with the word "onlookers", but there was always a voice in my heart that told me to pass.

When I walked to the staircase, I saw Ah Jue who was going in the opposite direction to us, and it was normal to say hello to him, but I accidentally saw that Baishi was a little unhappy, and soon he returned to his original state.

When I mentioned that I was having fun with Ah Jue, his expression was a little weird, did he have any holiday with Ah Jue? I wanted to take advantage of this time to ask Shiraishi why he ran out to get out in the rain when he got out of class, but after thinking about it, I still forget it, how can I manage what others want to do.

After school, almost no one went to the back of the school building, and I thought back to the window where the student who was about to jump off the building was standing in front of a small garden, and it should be right to be there.

Shiraishi looked excited, running faster and faster, I was not good at sports, long-distance running and other sports can make me faint directly on the track, so chasing one after another, I was already out of breath.

"Lao Bai - can you run slower, I can't keep up! Just want to see the jumping scene? ”

Shiraishi shouted at me from afar, "Of course - I've never been to the scene of a crime!" ”

The scene of the crime? I'm afraid that I don't watch legal dramas anymore, and I don't watch too many criminal investigation web dramas? As soon as I thought about the injured people in the program, I had a chill.

I was just about to sit on the stone pier and rest for a while when I heard him call out to me on the other side of the garden.

"Brother Pu, come here! I see it! ”