In the middle of the night, Dmitry was suddenly awakened by a shrill ambulance alarm. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and propped himself up from the bed.

He looked at his watch beside him—it was 11 a.m. and 10 a.m.

Gradually, Dmitry heard it more and more clearly—the sound of the ambulance horn was coming from downstairs in the hotel.

He quickly put on his clothes and walked to the balcony to look down.

Downstairs was pitch black, and by the dim streetlights, Dmitry could only roughly see an ambulance and dozens of people in a circle. He didn't understand what was going on.

Dmitry walked out of the room and saw chaos in the hallway, as the hotel guests came out of their rooms.

Dread saw a waiter hurrying across the hallway, grabbed his arm and asked, "What's going on?" ”

"Something's wrong! Mr! One of the guests who lives on this floor just jumped off the building and committed suicide! The waitress said in alarm.

"What!" Dmitry tensed, "Which room is the guest?" ”

"Room 705." After the waiter finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Dmitry only felt his legs go limp, his eyes went black, and he didn't know anything.

Yuan Bin died. He fell from the balcony on the seventh floor and died instantly. The ambulance came to carry away only Yuan Bin's body.

As a person who traveled with Yuan Bin all the way, he naturally received a police interrogation on the same day. But it took less than two hours for the police to release Med, who in City C believed that Medder had no motive for the crime and could not have killed Yuan Bin. They were more convinced that it was a suicide.

At the same time, Dread also learned from the police: after the accident in room 705 where Yuan Bin lived, the police rushed to find that there was no trace of a fight, and Yuan Bin was carrying a lot of items, plus there were no other fingerprints in the room except for the waiter and Yuan Bin - Med immediately thought that this was almost exactly the same as Sunset's death scene.

Walking blindly down the street, Dmitry felt isolated - he was the only one left alive of the four best friends who had been through the incident.

Maybe soon it's my turn, today? Or tomorrow? How will I die? I can't remember it anyway. For some reason, after experiencing the death of two good friends for a few days in a row, Dmitry was not so scared.

He walked down the street in a dazed way, and suddenly felt so bored. Dmitry now just wants to find someone to pour out all the frustrations in his heart.

But who can he talk to about this? Yuan Bin is dead, who else can he tell him?

Med suddenly remembered Zheng Jie, and now, only she knew about it.

With heavy feet, Dmitry arrives at Sunset's house once more, and he rings the doorbell.

Zheng Jie opened the door and saw Meide, a little surprised: "You haven't left yet?" ”

"Yuan Bin died, just last night." Dmitry said with a blank expression.

Zheng Jie opened her mouth wide, and after a while, she said, "Come in first, speak slowly." ”

Dmitry sat down, and he briefly told Yuan Bin about his suicide by jumping off the building.

"Now, I'm the only one left." He said sadly.

"You...... Afraid? ”

Dmitry shook his head and smiled wryly, "What should come is always what comes to come." This account, calculated ten years later, is already Teacher Shan's benevolence and righteousness. ”

Zheng Jie sighed softly: "Don't be too desperate, maybe Teacher Shan has punished enough." He was relieved and let you go. ”

Dmide's heart tightened for a moment—what could such comfort be of any use at this point.

"You sit down for a while, I'll make you a cup of coffee and refresh yourself." Zheng Jie said, then stood up and walked into the kitchen.

Med sat on the sofa in the living room, turned his face sideways to look out the window at the gloomy weather, calculating how long he might live, and his heart sank.

At this time, he saw a photo album on the low cabinet next to the sofa - maybe Zheng Jie missed the afterglow and took it out to see.

Dmitry suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Old friends who haven't seen each other for ten years, after reuniting, what they saw was the tragic state of him hanging, and they couldn't even see what he really looked like now.

Thinking of this, Dmitry involuntarily leaned forward, reached for the album, and opened it.

Most of the booklet is a few recent photos of Sunset and his wife—looking at Sunset, Med remembered how he was a little boy ten years ago, and remembered the happy times they used to have.

In this way, Med slowly flipped through the photo album, recalling the past, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, turning over to a place, Dmitry stopped. The page he was holding in his left hand was slightly thicker than the others, and it seemed to have something in it.

Dmitry subconsciously shook the page, only to slip an old black and white photo out of the middle of the paper and a photo, and drop it on the ground.

Dmitry picked up the old photo and looked at it, stunned.

This is a group photo taken by Mei De with his classmates and teachers when he first entered Nanxiang Junior High School ten years ago. After the photo was washed out, each student in the class had one copy.

In this photo, Dmitry sees himself ten years ago, Sunset, Yuan Bin, and Li Yuan. And, of course, the young Shan teacher.

Dmitry only glanced at Mr. Shan in the photo, and felt a tremor in his heart, and he immediately looked away and turned to look at the other classmates—everyone was thirteen or fourteen years old at that time, and their faces were full of bright sunshine and vigorous vitality, and it was then that Dread realized that life was so beautiful.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Dmide's mind, and it caused his blood to freeze almost instantly. He slowly raised his head.

"I see! I see what's going on! He screamed. At the same time, he suddenly remembered something and suddenly turned around.

But it was too late, and Dread was hit hard in the back of the neck, and he could barely see his attacker before he fell to the ground, unconscious.