Xia Xin looked directly at Leng Xuetong and shouted at her, "Tell you, I'm afraid of everything, I'm really not afraid of death." ”

As long as you die, it's easy.

As long as you die, you are liberated.

As long as you die, you will be gone, and there will be no more pain.

There is nothing more painful than being alive.

Xia Xin didn't care for a long time, and there was nothing worth his nostalgia for, so he felt that there was no difference between life and death, it might be better to die, and there were not so many painful feelings.

Leng Xuetong frowned and stared at Xia Xin and said coldly, "Yes, then you will die, a person who lives without even faith, it is no different from death." ”

Living in this world can't just be alive, what is the difference between it and animals, birds and beasts?

Everyone will have their own persistence, beliefs.

It is precisely because they have their own beliefs that they will do different things and say different things, so that people can distinguish people and have their own souls.

Leng Xuetong grabbed Xia Xin's collar, pulled him to the edge of the rooftop, and said with a cold face, "Do you know what you're doing?" Stoop? Throw away your soul so you're happy? ”

"Aren't you very happy to do this kind of thing that hurts relatives and makes enemies happy, you must be very happy to abandon everything, do you really think so in your heart?"

"Is there really no one you care about, and no one who cares about you, are you sure, if you're sure, then it doesn't matter if you die, there's nothing to be nostalgic about anyway, anyway, it's alive or dead, it's no bad for you, no one will be sad if you die!"

Xia Xin also looked hysterical, yelling at Leng Xuetong, "Isn't that so, what's wrong?" Isn't it just me now, and who cares? ”

"Since that's the case, then you should die, see if you are happy after you die, and see if others will be happy."

The icy evening breeze blew the ends of Leng Xuetong's hair, Leng Xuetong grabbed Xia Xin's hand, gently forced, and pushed forward mercilessly, although it was a very gentle action, but it directly pushed Xia Xin out and out of the balcony.

Launched the distance from life to death.

Xia Xin looked at Leng Xuetong with some surprise, he didn't expect Leng Xuetong to really do this, and pushed himself out directly.

However, Xia Xin is fearless.

Isn't it just death, he is really not afraid.

Anyway, nothing good is going to be alive.

Xia Xin felt the wind passing through his ears, felt the tilt of his body retreat, sinking, and his body seemed to fall into hell, without the slightest landing point.

This is not the first time he has fallen from the upper floor, Xia Xin still remembers this feeling a little.

This is the smell of death.

That's a relief!

Don't think about anything, don't do anything.

I'll never get hurt again, and I'll never have to hurt anyone again.

There is no need to be ridiculed, ridiculed, sarcastic, intrigued with others, and there is no need to quarrel with others.

Xia Xin actually doesn't like disputes, he just hopes that everyone can be happy, and the people around him can be safe and happy, other than that, there is no more wish.

It's just such a simple wish, and someone always comes to break it.

That's the end of it, though.

Xia Xin raised his gaze blankly and wanted to take one last look at the sky.

Endless darkness, and empty skies.

There is no light.

Xia Xin felt that his body was sinking, and he felt that he was about to sink in endless darkness.

Never again will I feel the torment of sorrow, pain, despair, sorrow, etc.

That's it, no one will care anyway, no one will be sad.

Anyway, I'm the only one left.

It is said that in the second before death, time will pass very slowly, and all kinds of things before death will pass in front of you.

Commonly known as a marquee.

In Xia Xin's mind, a lot of things came to mind at once.

Many, though close at hand, he has been blind to things.

Xia Xin always thinks that he is only one person, so he thinks that even if he dies, no one will be sad.

Then, he remembered the past events, from elementary school to junior high school to university.

Thinking that he once fell downstairs like this, at that time, he was waiting for himself at home every night, silently waiting for himself to go home, and he didn't know anything, waiting for himself.

He also thought of Shu Yuewu, thought of Shu Yuewu's happy, sad, playful, and charming expression, remembered the simple and happy simple emotions when the two were playing together, and remembered that Shu Yuewu was occasionally angry, angry, and unreasonable, but she would also snuggle up in her arms, look at herself affectionately, and ask with shining eyes, "Today next year, will you still accompany me to watch the sunrise?"

Of course, I also think of the sad and painful face when Shu Yuewu left at the end.

If you die, really, no one will grieve?

He also thought of Zhu Xiaoxuan, between the two, it seemed that it was destined to be impossible from the beginning, there were too many misunderstandings between the two, it was a simple and infatuated girl, lively, brave and kind, desperate for love, and for friendship, he blamed himself, maybe the two met earlier, it would be a different ending.

He remembered Xiaoxuan's lively and smart big eyes, her innocent smile, her appearance when she looked at him stupidly, shouting "wet", and naturally remembered her sad appearance in the school playground during the sports day, crying in the wind and working hard.

Is there really no one to grieve?

He thought of Xia Shiqi, the girl who always wrapped herself tightly and was afraid of getting hurt, although she was a little afraid of outsiders, she was very domineering to her own people, she lost her temper at every turn, and kicked herself quite unreasonably, but she always looked at herself.

No matter when and where, as if she left for a while, she would feel uneasy, like a helpless little girl, always to search for her figure, always say something duplicitous, is a very kind, very cute girl, but also very easy to handle, people can't help but want to protect her, now in retrospect, will find that she always seems to be so attentive to herself.

Then, Xia Xin remembered Su Xiaohan, in that young and immature era, the two met in the wrong way, ended in the wrong way, and then met in the wrong way, the girl who was subtle and shy, as pure as a rabbit, and the girl who sobbed softly in the quilt, finally took a step and said that she would change herself and would not repeat the mistakes of the past.

The girl who bravely said that she wanted to support herself at the train station was no longer a bunny with her head shrunken......

There is also Yisha, the stupid woman who is confused, can hit the door beam 3 times a day when walking, and forgets to open her mouth when she drinks water, always lying on the sofa at home, wrapped in a blanket, watching TV, eating unnutritious puffed food, and asking people to feed and massage the guy.

But even so, the unreliable guy, many times, many times, will help himself and show the way forward.

Of course, there were times when she was angry.

However, I can always see him caring, looking at him like he cares about his family and his younger brother.

Xia Xin thought of a lot, remembered a lot of people and things that happened in the past, remembered that under the same night sky, and didn't know if it was a lot of relatives, friends, and classmates who were looking at the same night sky as him.

If you die, will no one really grieve you?

In his mind, the sad and weeping faces of many people flashed.

It's really strange, he obviously hopes that everyone is happy, but I don't know why, it seems to have made everyone cry.

Everyone's sad and weeping faces crossed their minds.

Finally, he also remembered the girl he met when he was a child, by the river, the beautiful little girl, crying and wiping her tears, said immaturely, "My chest seems to have been flattened by you, if I don't grow up in the future, I won't be able to get married, and no boy will want to marry me." ”

The little boy hugged the girl gently, and comforted him in a panic, "You, don't cry, don't be sad, if you really don't grow up, I will take responsibility to marry you." ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Then, the girl gave the black jade to the little boy, and at this point, the contract was established, and when the two exchanged magatama, it was time to fulfill the agreement.

Then the girl asked, "What's your name?" ”

Xia Xin replied, "My name is Xia Xin, what about you?" ”

The girl smiled sweetly, "My name is Leng Xuetong, I'm waiting for you, you have to keep the agreement!" ”

"Yes, definitely!"

The little boy made an eternal promise.

The little girl's beautiful little face bloomed with a bright smile that could make the bright moon lose its brilliance.

Xia Xin subconsciously looked up, he was looking for it, and the little girl's smile also overlapped with the face of Leng Xuetong not far away.

It's just that the little girl doesn't smile anymore.

Leng Xue Hitomi stood in the night, standing on the edge of the windowsill, like an elf in the night, the evening breeze blew the tips of her hair, dancing lightly in the night sky.

The cold little face, no longer with the slightest smile, the cold eyes, just staring at themselves, the little white jade hands, still hanging in the air.

It was obviously a cold little face as usual, but Xia Xin understood it, and what was buried under this little face was sadness and pain.

Leng Xuetong looked at Xia Xin, and Xia Xin also looked at Leng Xuetong, and the eyes of the two met in midair.

Xia Xin suddenly understood, the sadness and pain hidden in his eyes, pushing himself out with his own hands, it was an act of despair, something in the endless darkness, but in addition, he saw more other things, it was hope, it was pleading, it was hope, it was hope, it was a bright thing, it was a lot of things, more complicated, brighter, more warm, and heart-wrenching.

The little girl's bright and smiling face overlapped with the pain hidden under Leng Xuetong's cold face at this time......

If you die, won't anyone really grieve?

Or is it just running away?

There were many people, sad and crying faces, flashed in their minds, and the final picture was frozen to the eyes of Leng Xuetong who was obviously not crying at this time, but it made Xia Xin's heart ache more than crying.

It looks so pitiful and helpless.

If you want to talk about bearing, does Leng Xuetong really bear less?

Is it painful to be alone?

Or are you just running away?

Even Xia Xin himself didn't find out when he stretched out a hand, trying to grab the edge of the rooftop.

He...... I don't want to die!

It's a pity that his whole person leaned back too much, and he couldn't catch anything.

It's almost over......

I'm going to fall into the abyss forever......

At the same time as this thought arose, Xia Xin's hand was once again grabbed and firmly grasped......