"Office?" Bu Wan looked up at me suddenly, and a look of great fear burst out of her eyes, and her body began to tremble violently.

I looked at her a little strangely, tilted my head and said, "Yes, you, you went to the office in the morning, I met you when I went to the dormitory with the head teacher, you just came out of the office." ”

"Office, me, I went to the office? How so? Forget, what did I forget? No, I have to remember, I have to remember. ”

Bu Wan's body was not trembling, but she grabbed her hair hard, tearing desperately, almost pulling her scalp off.

My eyelids jumped, no one can be so cruel to themselves, because normal people can't help but stay, part of the strength.

There aren't many people like Bu Wan who play with their lives, at least it's the first time I've met them so far.

"What did I forget? Tell me, tell me, what did I forget? Bu Wan stared at me without asking.

How do I know what she forgot? I didn't go to the office with her.

"You, don't worry, think slowly, you can always remember." I persuaded softly to see that she not only killed herself, but also panicked.

"I must remember, I, I must think about it, I must remember, I must remember." Bu Wan slapped her head hard, and her originally neat hairstyle, under her constant patting, was like a crazy woman.

And Bu Wan was very ruthless, just two or three times, she hit her face high and swollen, and even her hair was dragged off a lot.

"Don't be like this, stabilize your emotions first, otherwise you will be so crazy, you will not be able to think of it." I hurriedly held down Bu Wan's arm to prevent her from continuing to self-harm.

Bu Wan looked up at me, tears streaming from her eyes, tears flowing down with the cracked wounds on her face, as piercing as bloody tears.

"Help me, please, help me remember, I must remember, must, if I can't remember, I'll die, really, really die, please, save me, okay?"

If you can't remember, you'll die? I think it's strange, how could it be, how could there be such a thing?

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time, tell me what you want to recall, only tell me what you want to recall, I can help you."

I persuaded softly, and pressed Bu Wan's arm to the table, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

Bu Wan is just a girl who looks weak, how can she have so much strength?

"I, I've been to the office, I saw a little potted flower in the office, and then, and then I forgot what happened, and I remember as if something happened, very important, very important, very important, but I don't know why, I just can't remember."

Bu Wan was in tears, tears flowed wildly down her cheeks, tears mixed with blood, scarlet and dazzling.

"You, what else do you see besides the little flower? Take your time, don't worry, you're in such a hurry, even if I want to help you, it's not ......" I asked softly, slowly calming her emotions.

"Bang"

Bu Wan suddenly slammed her head on the desk, and a stream of blood spurted out of her head in an instant.

"I don't remember, I don't remember, I don't remember, I don't remember......"

Every time she said that she didn't remember, Bu Wan slammed her head on the desk, but in the blink of an eye, her head was full of scars, and blood flowed wildly along the bridge of her nose.

"You, you can't do this, don't, don't do this." I could only let go of my grip on her and push her head up.

Bu Wan looked at me crying bitterly, blood staining most of her cheeks, and the wound on her forehead turned outward, looking very scary.

"What have I forgotten, what have I forgotten? If you can't remember, if you can't remember, you'll die, you'll die, really, really you'll die, please, save me, I, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die......"

Bu Wan, who was blocked by me with her hand, kept begging me.

I really didn't know how to help her, after all, I had never been to the office.

No, I should never go into the office, will anyone who comes out of the office be like this?

What the hell is that place? How can people become like this?

"You, you let go of me, I, I think I've calmed down, thank you so much." Bu Wan suddenly quieted down and said in a soft voice.

I looked at her suspiciously, I couldn't believe that a person was still dead or alive one second, and the next second, it became so quiet.

But since she had already said so, I could only let go of the hand holding her, and said uncertainly, "Are you sure you've calmed down?" ”

"yes, I'm sure."

Bu Wan nodded vigorously, and the blood was thrown everywhere, making my face all over.

I pulled a pack of tissues out of my pocket and handed it to Bu Wan to wipe the blood off her face.

Bu Wan turned out the tissue, looked at me and showed a bloodstained smile and said, "Thank you, thank you for being with me." ”

What do you mean? I didn't understand it, I didn't do anything, I just stopped her when she wanted to hurt herself.

"I ......"

Someone next to him suddenly approached the classroom, and Buwan wanted to tell me something, but before he could say anything, he lowered his head and began to wipe the blood on his forehead.

The classmates who came in just glanced at it, and immediately ran out, probably frightened by Bu Wan's bloodstained appearance.

At the same time, doubts about his performance surfaced in his heart, and the other classmates just saw Bu Wan with a bloodstained face, so they turned around and ran away in fright.

What about me? Not only did I see Bu Wan knocking her head down, but I also saw Bu Wan's valgus wound up close, with blood stains on her face, why am I not afraid?

To be honest, I didn't even have the slightest sense of fear, including watching Bu Wan wipe the wound and pull the flesh away, but I didn't even react.

Am I still a normal student? How do I feel that all these experiences in front of me are so normal in my eyes?

Moreover, I always felt that I had forgotten something, something very important, and unlike Bu Wan, I didn't feel like I was going to die if I couldn't remember it, but I just vaguely felt like this.

Something must have happened to Bu Wan in front of her in the office, it could be a terrible thing, or it could be a very happy thing, but either way, she had forgotten it.

And she has been saying that it is a very important thing to be forgotten, but when she forgets important things, she thinks slowly, what is the matter with doing this to herself?

I sat in front of Bu Wan, and I didn't plan to leave, seeing that she should not have completely calmed down like this.

I'm worried that she will do something to hurt herself, and only by getting close to her can I stop her in the first place.

Bu Wan wiped the blood stains off her face, and her originally beautiful little face was blue and red at this time, all of which she had beaten herself.

After wiping away the bloodstains, the wound on the white forehead was even more terrifying.

From Bu Wan's trembling palms, I could guess that she was still afraid, and as for what she was afraid of, I couldn't guess.