Bu Wan has changed too fast, from the beginning of the frenzy of searching for her own memories, to the current quiet wiping of bloodstains, it makes me feel so abnormal.

How can a person go from madness to silence so quickly?

"I, I seem to have forgotten, forgotten something, forgotten something more important......"

Bu Wan stopped and continued to wipe her palm, looked at me a little blankly, and suddenly asked.

I'm going, won't I come again?

I kept an eye on her, ready to stop her as soon as she could do it to herself.

Bu Wan showed a smile, sweet, very cute smile.

"I remember, it turned out, it turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this......"

Bu Wan stood up, muttered incessantly, and walked out of the classroom.

I didn't understand what was wrong with her, and I didn't dare to stop her, so I got up and followed her out of the classroom.

We came to the hallway, and Bu Wan was standing above it.

"Thank you then, goodbye."

Leaving such a sentence, Bu Wan jumped down the corridor.

"Don't ......" I lunged forward, only to grab half of her shirt.

"Sting"

The sound of my clothes being torn apart sounded, and all I had left was half a strip of torn cloth in my hand, and Bu Wan had already jumped downstairs.

"Knock"

A loud, heavy muffled sound sounded from downstairs, and I only felt a shock all over my body, as if it was me who jumped downstairs.

I was stunned for a few seconds, and I reacted immediately.

The second floor, yes, our current location is on the second floor, as long as we don't hit the ground with our heads, we shouldn't be, we won't die.

And I watched Bu Wan jump out with my own eyes, and I should have landed on my feet.

We were on the second floor, and we didn't have time to turn around, she should still be alive.

I tucked the rest of my shirt into my pocket, turned around and rushed downstairs.

Before I could run out of the school building, I heard a loud commotion in the square, and many people were standing in the corridor, talking.

"Bu Wan jumped off the building?"

"She was called to the office by Teacher Chen this morning."

"How can it be so fast? Shouldn't it happen tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? ”

"It's really strange that Bu Wan actually said that she would die?"

He's dead? How is it possible to jump from the second floor and land on the ground with your feet on the ground, and you will die?

I couldn't believe it, and pushed away a few classmates in front of me.

The moment I burst into the small square, I immediately froze in place, completely stunned by the scene in front of me, or I could say frightened.

The chattering voices of the people around me kept coming, and I couldn't hear anything, so I could only stare blankly at the strange and terrifying but very real picture in front of me.

Bu Wan, who used to be a very delicate girl, just a minute ago, she was jumping upstairs.

But at this moment, what I saw turned out to be a broken Buwan.

In addition to the separation of her hands and feet, her head was more than ten meters away from her body.

How could a person who jumped from the second floor fall like this? Directly smashed to pieces?

How the fuck can I believe it? I can't believe it.

I walked slowly into the small square, my feet covered in scarlet blood, blood that had already clotted.

What's going on? From Bu Wan jumping down to now, it has been less than a minute, and in such a little time, can the blood actually coagulate?

How can I believe this, but even if I don't? The facts are all in front of you, what's the use of not believing it?

I crouched in front of Bu Wan's body, and all my limbs were cut off, absolutely.

Although I don't know why I'm so sure, I can see from the knife edge above that it's a sharp and terrifying knife.

It is also on the neck, it should be a severed head.

I couldn't help but squint my eyes and look up at the second floor.

There was a dark shadow flashing on the second floor, as if someone was watching us from the second floor, but because I turned my head, the other person hid again.

From Bu Wan jumping down to landing, the whole time is only one second at most, and one second can cut off a person's limbs and head at the same time?

I looked at Bu Wan's palms again, and the fingernails were full of wood chips, and the color was very strange, dull red, like wood specially soaked in blood, and the wood was discolored because it had absorbed a lot of blood.

The alma mater of this color makes people feel unreal no matter how it looks, as if this kind of sawdust does not exist.

It's obviously in Bu Wan's fingernails, why do I have this weird feeling that doesn't exist.

"Hey, what are you doing? That's a corpse, why aren't you afraid, and dare to lean over? "The bald headmaster stood in the crowd and called me.

I stood up, and suddenly I felt very weird, yes, this is a torn corpse, why don't I feel the slightest sense of fear?

Not only me, but also my classmates who were watching around me.

Although all of them had expressions of watching the play, and some even smiled, without exception, none of these people showed fear, and it seemed that they had become commonplace to the corpses all over the ground.

"Come here, come here, I've already called the police, and the police will come when we meet......" The bald headmaster saw that I didn't move, and waved to me again anxiously and shouted.

I had to give up looking, turn around and leave, and walk over to the bald headmaster.

"What's going on, what's going on, what's going on, what's going on?"

I turned my head to look over and saw that the bald principal's hands were shaking wildly, but because we were all here, he didn't dare to show his fear.

Now I am sure that the headmaster is indeed a good man, and his legs are shaking like this, and he does not forget to worry about me.

I stood beside the bald headmaster and used my composure to bring a little spiritual comfort to the headmaster.

"You all go back, you all go back to class, hurry back, the police will come in a while, come in a while, go quickly, go quickly......" The bald headmaster persuaded us with a pleading voice.

It's a pity that few of the classmates standing around him don't seem to listen to him, and there is even a faint disgust.

The bald principal didn't show any disgust, he still looked like he was smiling, and he kept persuading the students around him, trying to persuade him hard, just hoping that the students would return to the classroom.

"Old bald donkey, don't mutter, annoying."

"Get out of the way, if you're afraid, get back early and talk to us about something."

My eyes changed slightly, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, I can't imagine that in such a small school, I can still see this kind of thing.

Whether it is the boring female teacher or the emaciated head teacher, just the words of the bald principal just now, if it were either of the two of them, it is estimated that this group of students will not, and they dare not refute it.

I can feel that the group of them are in awe and fear of the female teacher and the head teacher, but the bald principal, who is bigger than the female teacher and the head teacher, is not afraid at all, and even has a feeling of taking pleasure in bullying him.

How can it be said that a bald man is also a principal, even if he has no prestige, but it is not something that students can call and linger on, right?