It was a staccato and untoned sentence, which was uttered in a very indistinct tone, and even the voice was muffled, cracked, and difficult to distinguish, as if the mouth of the person who spoke it was stuffed with a ball of cotton and could hardly open his mouth.

When the girl heard the voice, she lifted her head, which she had to lower because of retching, and she looked at "herself" in front of her.

I saw that "myself" also raised her head and stared at the girl, and she still held the uneaten bread in her right hand, which was placed on "her" own lips. But there was no superfluous expression on "her" face, neither frowning nor pursing her mouth, just, only in "her" eyes, under "her" red eyes, there was a whole piece of soaked and full of sadness.

The girl looked deeply at the "self" in front of her, but the girl was scared, but she still looked directly into the eyes of the "herself" in front of her, as if she couldn't take her eyes off, she could only unconsciously stiffen her body and take a few steps back, but soon, the girl stopped her steps and dispelled her idea of escaping.

Because the girl found out, no matter how far away she is from "her", but as long as she sees the sadness of "her", the girl will feel a panic from the bottom of her heart, and the sadness in "her" eyes will not make the girl feel pity, but will make her feel extremely aggressive, that is a kind of oppressed, and even invisibly threatened by someone, as if she is being held against her throat by a piece of glass at the moment, and behind her is a hard mast, The glass then cut through the girl's skin, leaving a drop or two of blood.

During these few minutes of staring at each other, the girl was able to clearly feel the fear and panic emanating from her body, as if they penetrated the girl's body, diffused towards the air around her, until a shroud was formed, it encircled the girl's whole body, and it also tightened, trapped the girl, and made her unable to move.

And just as this fear became more and more intense, the girl suddenly discovered the reason.

That's because, in the eyes of "her", in the eyes of another "self", under the layer of sadness on the cloth of "her", there is also a despair that is not obvious, as if it is deliberately hidden.

It is also that despair, perhaps the source of the girl's real fear, that despair has been hidden excellently, if the girl is forced to turn her head, unable to dodge, then I'm afraid, she will not find this despair, and, once the girl discovers it, then, it will make people unconsciously ignore the sadness that was originally visible, and then, it tells the girl to only pay attention to the despair that is full.

The despair was like an unfathomable, dark sea, and it was so daunting that just looking at the unwavering surface of the sea was enough to make people even more frightened.

The expanse of the sea is frightening and awe-inspiring, after all, no one knows how powerful and calamitous it will be when it rises up.

This is just like the despair implied in the eyes of "yourself" in front of you, it is also bottomless, and it is also immeasurable, but there is only one thing you know, that is, just when this dead despair is churning, then it will also bring endless disasters.

However, between the two, there is the most opposite difference between the two.

The calamity of the sea is directed towards the innocent passers-by walking on the shore, but when the despair in her eyes awakens, it is only "her" herself who is hurt.

The girl looked at the desperate eyes in front of her, it almost attracted all the girl's attention, and she fell into it unconsciously, as if she had become a tiny, tiny drop of seawater, and she was sinking, sinking, as if she had fallen into a swamp.

"Why?" It was the desperate man who asked again.

Still in that slurred voice, "she" pulled the girl back from despair unexpectedly.

"What?" The girl asked without thinking.

Just after the girl was forced to come back to her senses, she was like she had lost her memory for a while, she didn't remember where she was, she didn't remember why she was here, she didn't remember being by her side, who the three people who looked exactly like herself were, or maybe the girl had forgotten who she was.

"Shhhh The person in front of him didn't pay attention to the question that the girl blurted out, and "she" said such a sentence absent-mindedly.

However, the girl could not hear anything, and when she was still about to ask.

I saw that the "she" on the opposite side suddenly buried her head, "she" held a piece of bread in both hands, and the wolf hissed and the dog bitten, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

Just then, the girl heard.

"Is she losing weight, she seems to be a little thinner than the last time I saw her, and I don't think she eats much."

"I guess so, I haven't seen her go to our school cafeteria for half a step."

"Oh, that's no wonder, a person like her who loses weight by not eating, she has to be unable to eat staple food for the rest of her life, otherwise it will be easy to rebound."

"She doesn't just skip eating, I heard from someone in one of her dorms that she hasn't eaten and only drank water for two weeks."

"Oh, she's so thin, why do you have to lose weight like this?"

"No, I saw her last time with a birthday cake, a box of fried noodles, a hamburger and some miscellaneous food back to the dormitory. Moreover, I thought it was someone from their dormitory who ordered it together, but in fact, she was left to eat it alone. ”

"No, how could she eat so much alone!"

"Hey! By the way, I remember, I went shopping and saw her sitting on the steps of a bakery, and she ate a lot of bread at once, and finally she vomited, and after she vomited, she continued to eat. ”

"It's really fake, she's so abnormal! There's nothing wrong with her, right? ”

"Who knows? Didn't she suddenly faint while running in the morning a few days ago? ”

……

These voices were both male and female, and they all came from all directions, and every word reached the girls' ears.

The girl looked badly frightened, her face was pale, and she kept turning her body, as if trying to find the source of those sounds, but there was nothing around, except for "herself" who was nibbling on cake in the dormitory, "herself" who was stunned on the hospital bed, and "herself" who was buried in bread on the side of the street, and the rest, there was nothing, only the darkness left.

But those voices still kept "buzzing" around the girl like several hornets.

The girl had no choice but to block her ears with her hands, but the sounds seemed to penetrate the girl's hands, and they reached the girl's ears more clearly.

"Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it......" The girl began to murmur as well, at first, her voice was soft, but gradually she tore her throat and shouted loudly, as if trying to hide out the other voices in this way.

"Please, don't say any more!"

That was the girl's last scream, and after that, she finally stopped hearing any gossip.

Suddenly.

"I've already eaten a lot, why do I keep eating?" The girl jerked her head in the direction from which the voice had come.

The "self" in the dormitory was facing him at this time, and "she" picked up the cake in both hands, and while looking down and nibbling, she raised her eyes to look at the girl, and she didn't know what to say with a whimpering mouth.

"But I'm so hungry, why can't I eat?" The girl turned her head sideways.

The "self" on the hospital bed still looked at the girl silently, but "she" put the right thumb of "herself" into her mouth and sucked it.

"I'm throwing it all up, why can't I stop?" The girl turned.

"Herself" on the street also looked at the girl, "she" was holding a piece of bread in both hands and stuffing it into her mouth, as if she was forcing "herself" to swallow it.

The girl watched, looked around from side to side, and then lowered her head.

"I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know." She choked and made a small, mosquito-like sound.

In the blink of an eye, a pair of familiar white shoes appeared in front of her.

"Fat woman."

After hearing this familiar male voice, the girl couldn't stop trembling, and she slowly raised her head.

Black sweatpants, black sleeveless shirt.

Also, familiar faces.

It's him!

The boy smiled slyly, and then pulled out something from behind him.

It's a white envelope.

The girl's heart suddenly "chuckled", waiting for her to react.

Then I heard the sound of paper being torn, and a sentence—

"Fat woman."