Lu Antong looked at the silent old key in Xia Zhiqiu's palm.

One of the styles was obviously a little rusty, the mottled rust was a bit like a dry bloodstain, and the blood seemed to distort Lu An Tong's world, and the blood began to blur and whirl.

Lu Antong didn't look away, in case the medicine left in his body would hallucinate again.

Xia Zhiqiu was silent, still stunned, like a deer for the rest of his life after the tiger's mouth escaped.

"I'll help you up first, can you move?" Lu Antong asked.

Xia Zhiqiu nodded, and then cooperated with Lu Antong's support, and got up a little bulkyly.

Lu Antong helped Xia Zhiqiu to sit down on a chair in the reading area next to him, Xia Zhiqiu said thank you in a weak voice, and Lu Antong nodded slightly.

Xia Zhiqiu still held the two keys tightly in his hand, but the keys sank into his palm, but the pain nerves were numb.

Neither of them spoke for a while, Xia Zhiqiu was in a daze, Lu Antong looked at Xia Zhiqiu who was distracted, thought for a while, went to the journal shelf next to him to pick up a magazine, and then sat down at the table opposite Xia Zhiqiu.

There was the sound of turning the pages in the room, and it seemed that the breath of life had been restored, and Xia Zhiqiu's anxiety as if he was in the abyss gradually dissipated. She spread out her palm, the key was covered with sweat from her hands, and her palm was also pressed by the key with deep marks, she exhaled deeply and put the key in her pocket.

She raised her head and saw Lu Antong reading the magazine seriously, and she had a feeling that Lu Antong seemed to be sitting there reading on purpose.

"Lu Antong." Xia Zhiqiu shouted.

"Huh?" Lu Antong responded, but still leisurely flipped through the magazine.

"Thank you." Xia Zhiqiu said thank you again.

"Why do you like to say thank you so much?" Lu Antong put down the magazine and looked at Xia Zhiqiu.

"Is there one?" Xia Zhiqiu was a little annoyed, "I didn't notice. ”

Lu Antong laughed: "Yes, but I accepted it all." That way you won't be upset. ”

Xia Zhiqiu's face was a little red and nodded slightly.

With a smile, Lu Antong continued to look at the magazine with a relaxed attitude.

Xia Zhiqiu didn't want to continue to bother, the panic just now seemed to be like an illusion, although it made people suspicious, but she was no longer afraid, she stood up, and planned to continue to put the books returned by her classmates back to their original places.

The air became very cool, Xia Zhiqiu looked at the air conditioner, the whirring air conditioner was running normally, Xia Zhiqiu shook his head, pushed up the book cart and worked.

Through the gap between the bookshelves, Xia Zhiqiu saw Lu Antong's serious eyes, one moment it was a funny smile, and the other time it was squinting as if he was studying the details.

Xia Zhiqiu bit his lip, picked up a comic book, and then found where it should be, the cover of the comic book was a silver-haired boy, and for a moment, Xia Zhiqiu always felt that the boy in the comic book was very similar to Lu Antong.

So she had another excuse to look at Lu Antong from the gap in the bookshelf, she compared, it seemed to be really a bit similar, and she didn't realize that she also felt funny, she shook her head, shook off the overly dreamy idea, and the final location of the comic book was finally found, and it was put back in its place.

The manga protagonist is still sitting there, and the protagonist's casual movements seem to be shining.

Xia Zhiqiu pushed the book cart and continued her daily work, but she felt that everything around her was distinct, as if she had added a soft and moist filter, as if the plot in the comics, as if she was pushing the book cart and placing the book, it was also a plot with a specific role, she was about to reach her story, and she was about to start a wonderful story with other story characters.

Therefore, some people will say that girls' feelings are always poetry, but in fact, it is more like movies and comics, they meet for that poetic dream, expand the setting of the gorgeous territory and rich stories, and the music and pictures are readily available.

"Xia Zhiqiu." Lu Antong called, coldly scaring Xia Zhiqiu, who was dreaming.

"Hmm." Xia Zhiqiu responded, but still pretended to be calm and put the book down.

"I read your paper on the official website last weekend, and the angle is quite interesting." Lu Antong actually took the initiative to find something to say.

Xia Zhiqiu was a little overwhelmed: "Thesis? You mean, that contest? Will he still announce it? I don't know. ”

"I followed that association, so I sometimes went shopping, and I was still thinking about Xia Zhiqiu that day, the name is a little familiar, it turns out that it is really Xia Zhiqiu that I thought of." Lu Antong explained.

"Maybe it's a rare name, but fortunately it hasn't been called summer, spring and autumn, or summer, winter and autumn." Xia Zhiqiu responded.

"I thought your name was interesting at first, but I've only seen it on the roster, and the name and the person always don't match." Lu Antong confessed honestly.

Xia Zhiqiu was a little disappointed: "This is also normal, there are so many people in the class, and it is normal that I can't remember clearly." ”

"But I heard that Xia Zhiqiu is a free royal laborer in the library, and then I often see you working here, so I will be right." Lu Antong laughed.

"Ah, is there such a statement? Is that really the case? Xia Zhiqiu asked.

Lu Antong smiled and showed his white teeth, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, it's the original words." ”

Xia Zhiqiu smiled helplessly, a little embarrassed: "I rarely chat with everyone, so I don't know this." ”

"You always seem to be alone, going to school alone, leaving school alone, and you don't know where to go between classes, and you still sit in a single table group." Lu Antong sketched the impression in his mind.

Xia Zhiqiu was thrilled when she heard it, she didn't know that her every move was so obvious, and sure enough, the lone person was the most conspicuous.

For a while, Xia Zhiqiu didn't know what to say.

The glass door in the corridor was pushed open, and a boy came over and sat next to Lu Antong, Xia Zhiqiu recognized it as someone in the class, but she couldn't remember the name, she just breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to organize the book carefully.

They talked in a low voice, the vague voice was like a dream, Xia Zhiqiu, who had been tossed a few times today, yawned and came up, and she felt that her heavy eyelids were about to collapse.

Xia Zhiqiu's speed of regularizing the books was full, and the rusty puppets were pushing the cart like a cart.

After walking out of the bookshelf, she saw that Lu Antong was the only one left in the reading area, and the other boys seemed to be looking for some books in the bookshelf.

The strange thing is that the teacher still hasn't come back, and she plans to sit in the teacher's place to rest for a while, and take over for a while.

But Lu Antong called out to her: "Xia Zhiqiu, do you want to eat candy?" ”

Xia Zhiqiu saw Lu Antong looking at her with a smile, and she didn't quite understand Lu Antong's words for a while.

"Eat some candy to refresh yourself." Lu Antong added.

At this moment, a yawn seemed to be about to rush up Xia Zhiqiu's throat again, she lowered her head slightly, and hit her hand out, as if she had been bumped into by Lu Antong in any bad state.

"What candy?" Yawned, and Xia Zhiqiu remembered to answer Lu Antong's words.

"It's just plain candy, isn't it? Do you still want to eat unusual sweets? Lu Antong's smile seemed a little weird.

The sleepy-eyed Xia Zhiqiu couldn't tell the meaning for a while, and just responded mechanically: "Are there any ordinary candies?" How? Is it particularly expensive? ”

Lu Antong's smile became even brighter: "Well, the uncommon ones are indeed more expensive than the ordinary ones." ”

Xia Zhiqiu yawned again, Lu Antong's words just now actually didn't hear too clearly, when people are very sleepy and confused, their attention to the outside world is actually very low.

Xia Zhiqiu was too lazy to pretend to yawn elegantly, as if it didn't matter anymore, she replied with her sleepy eyes open: "Then I still want to be ordinary." ”

Lu Antong was a little surprised at first when he saw this scene, but then he laughed: "Okay, come and stretch out your hand." ”

Xia Zhiqiu obediently stretched out her hand, and Lu Antong put two fruit gummies into her hands.

"Thank you." With that, Xia Zhiqiu put the candy in her pocket, pushed her small book cart back to the service desk, locked the universal wheels of the car, and sat on the chair, holding her cheeks with her hands drowsy.

There were several yawns in a row, and the fishing-like Xia Zhiqiu's actions fell in Lu Antong's eyes, and Lu Antong felt even more interesting, and he was reluctant to look away for a while.

After Xia Zhiqiu secretly looked left and right a few times, he took out the two candies and carefully tore them open, as if he was defusing the bomb, trying his best not to make a sound, and finally the candy package was torn open, Xia Zhiqiu showed a satisfied smile, and then gently put it in his mouth, the corners of the little mouth that were sipped up were naughty.

Lu Antong began to think, is it so delicious that ordinary candies are also so delicious?

---------------------------------------------I'm the dividing line---------------------------------------

Since you are determined to be a good ghost and not be seen, that's for sure.

But it seems that there has never been such a drift in this world, and I sometimes wonder, what is all this for?

I seem to have done a lot of things, I seem to have moved forward a lot, but I realized that there is no point in changing because I am zero, so my actions do not have a real effect to make things change.

Even, no one knows about me, but I exist in every corner. This is a state of right and wrong, which makes people doubt, no, it should be said, even ghosts are doubting whether they will continue to exist.

There will also be times when ghosts want to stop and end, especially when they find that there is no point in continuing and starting again.

I don't exist, I don't exist in the future, and I never existed in the past.

Who am I?

On July 14, 2020, on a night when I felt unbearable, I drank boiled water on the deserted Zongheng Chinese website.