In 2014.

This year's winter was full of smog, which was actually serious air pollution. Even in the suburbs of Nanming Middle School, it is not easy to see the distance from the playground, and sometimes from the office on the top floor, the library attic looks like a cloud.

*Song always felt that he couldn't see the boy named Si Wang clearly.

Although, last time in the small attic, this junior boy ran away in a panic, but he didn't deliberately avoid him after that. A few times *Song talked to him alone, and he was able to answer questions normally and freely. When no one is around, *Song will deliberately touch his fingers, and he will retract at first, and soon he will not hide generously.

On the eve of the January exam, he received a text message from Si Wang: "Teacher Zhang, can I come to your house tonight to make up for the class?" ”

"Okay, wait."

That night, *Matsu went home early to clean up and clean it spotlessly, but the curtains were drawn tightly. He took a dip in the tub and spurted it with a strong men's perfume. He looked at himself in the mirror, and he couldn't tell that he was fifty years old at all, but more like an elegant scholar.

The doorbell rang.

In the cat's eyes, he was a young man with a lofty spirit, and he let go of the door and smiled: "Si Wang, welcome." ”

"Good evening, teacher."

Si Wang walked in politely, this was his second time here, and looked around carefully.

Last month, he had just celebrated his eighteenth birthday and was no longer legally a minor.

* Loose patted him on the arm and said, "They are half a head taller than me." ”

The air conditioner in the house was running hot and stuffy, and *Song took off his coat for him: "Do you want a drink?" ”

Before Si Wang could reply, he had already taken out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, opened them and put them in front of the young man. Si Wang never took off his gloves, but pushed away the beer and said, "No, I'm not thirsty." ”

* Song went around his back again, took off his clothes, his shirt was open to his chest, pressed against the base of his ear and said, "Let's start making up for it." ”

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and he almost broke his intestines, and it turned out that he had eaten an elbow from Si Wang. There was no time to resist, and the cheek was punched again, and the teeth were almost flying out. He fell to the ground, his eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't move his hands or feet.

A few minutes later, *Matsu was tied up with a nylon rope and stripped of all his clothes.

Si Wang's face was gloomy, and the expression of a nineteen-year-old boy was as terrifying as that of a middle-aged man. He stepped on *Song's body with one foot and spit out a rude voice: "Teacher Zhang, you misread me." ”

"Yes, I'm sorry...... Si Wang, this is the teacher's fault, please let me go, this is just a private matter, you love me, I haven't forced anyone. ”

"I understand now - in 1988, Xiaopeng, who hanged himself in the boys' dormitory of Nanming Middle School, why did he go to a dead end."

"Xiaopeng?"

"Do you remember him? She is short, but her face is very fair, and she is often mistaken for a girl. ”

"Oh, it's him-" *Matsu seemed to be pricked with needles all over his body, "you-how do you know about him?" ”

"Two months before his accident, he always asked you to make up for it, didn't he? Every time it's at night, often in the middle of the night back to the dormitory, since then he doesn't talk much, we all thought it was too much pressure for the college entrance examination, but we didn't expect to be ...... by you"

"Who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am! What matters is what have you done over the past 20 years? Si Wang took out an eyebrow scraper from his drawer, put it on *Song's face and rubbed it, "If you don't admit it, I'll carve a few words on your face, so that as long as you walk to the podium, the students can see it." ”

"Don't!"

"Since Xiaopeng hanged himself, no one lived in that dormitory anymore, and it was empty for many years, until the teacher Shen Ming lived in it again, and it is now the table tennis room in the school. From the day you took me to play ping-pong, I thought of his face and his body dangling in front of my eyes. ”

"I admit it!"

The eyebrow knife had almost been carved into his forehead.

"Say, is it also in the small attic of the library?"

"Yes, I tricked him there, saying that it was to make up for him, but in fact, it was-"

"Go on."

"I promised him that if he listened to me, he would improve his math score, which was crucial for him to succeed in the college entrance examination. But I didn't expect him to be unable to think about it, so he killed himself. ”

"Xiaopeng is an introverted child, how can he stand such grievances? And he didn't dare to tell us, let alone tell his parents, so he killed himself alive! Si Wang put away the eyebrow knife, "Who else?" ”

* Gasped for relief: "He was the first, and then there was none." ”

"I don't believe it."

Si Wang rummaged through the cabinets in the room, and searched for half an hour before he found a secret compartment in the depths of the closet. When I opened it, I saw several envelopes hidden, neatly arranged in chronological order.

"Prosecutor Shen is right—you're such a pervert!"

He casually opened one of the envelopes, but *Song let out a desperate roar.

There are several photographs inside, but it is a naked boy, who looks no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and the photo corner shows the date of the photo: September 1992, in the small attic of the library.

"Sure enough, it's evidence of your guilt!" Si Wang opened the next envelope, "Mr. Zhang, this is your hobby of photography?" ”

The boys in this group of photos are a little familiar, Si Wang looked at it, and it was actually horsepower!

It was filmed in May 1995.

He couldn't bear to look at the photos of horsepower anymore, it was simply unbearable.

* Song muttered to himself on the ground: "If they hadn't taken these photos, they would have reported me long ago after they were admitted to a prestigious university." ”

Yes, the boys who have been victims for more than 20 years have nightmares when they think of these photos, and no one dares to tell this secret.

There was also a note in this envelope, and Si Wang took it out and read it-

Horsepower:

I hid in the library last night and found out the secret between you and Teacher Zhang, I didn't expect this to happen, but you should have been forced, right? I don't want to see you like this, please pull back from the precipice, if you don't have the courage, I'll do it for you.

Liuman, June 1, 1995

Nineteen-year-old Si Wang repeated it three times, and then stared coldly at *Song.

"Do you know who Liuman is? Is that right? At this point, *Song knew that he was completely finished, so he simply opened up and said, "It was Ma Li who handed me this note." ”

"And then, you killed Liu Man?"

* Song smiled bitterly: "No, she was poisoned, and how could I deceive her?" Whether it was Liuman or Shen Ming, I had a full alibi on the two nights they were killed. ”

"I see, you don't have to say any more!"

"Si Wang, you are so beautiful."

Although he was tied to the ground, *Song looked at him with a strange smile.

The boy looked at him with terrible hatred, and the fire in his eyes almost burned him to charcoals.

"You care a lot about 1995, don't you? Let me tell you more - because I am very jealous of Mr. Shen Ming, he is younger than me, and his qualifications are younger than me, and I graduated from Tsinghua University in terms of academic qualifications, and I am not inferior to him in the slightest, but because he is the son-in-law of the university president, I have the opportunity to soar, and I am still a high school math teacher. ”

"So you're spreading rumors at school?"

"As for the statement that I had an improper relationship with the female student Liu Man, I made it up myself, because it sounds the most credible." *Song actually smiled proudly, "As for the secret of affirming that he is an illegitimate child, it was Lu Zhongyue who told me privately. ”

"Lu Zhongyue?"

He was Shen's high school classmate, they were best friends, and Xiaopeng was also their roommate. At the time, I didn't know why he was telling me this? Later, when I heard that he had married the declared fiancée, I understood completely. ”

"It turned out to be him!" Si Wang slammed his fist against the wall, looked back at *Song, and looked at his pitiful and hateful gaze, "Goodbye, Teacher Zhang!" ”

Si Wang finally checked the room, and as he left, he took all the envelopes with him, containing dozens of photographs from different eras.

He left *pine alone on the floor, still tied naked, and although the hot air conditioner was on, he still had a runny nose from the cold.

* Song didn't dare to shout loudly, if he attracted neighbors or security guards, and saw his dignity, what should people think? He could only move his body slowly, hoping to find some tools to help him untie the ropes.

But what if you escape? All incriminating evidence has been taken, and the photos will be handed over to the school tomorrow, or to the police, or even posted on the Internet - when the time comes, his life will be ruined, and he will no longer be a respected master teacher. The boys who had already graduated back then would inevitably come back to testify against themselves. He's going to be in jail with the real rapists and psychopaths, and then ......

* Matsu wants to kill himself.

Suddenly, he noticed that when Si Wang left, the door was not closed.