Boom! There was a loud bang. Something fell from the upper floor, smashed into the open space on the upper left side of the car, I rolled down the window to see what it was, the rain was so heavy that it blurred my vision, coupled with my own high myopia, I couldn't see anything clearly, until the surrounding crowd screamed loudly, calling Xing Lu's name, and the car drove forward for some distance, I saw clearly that it was not something that fell from the upstairs, it was a person, it was Xing Lu.

There was no doubt that she was dead, no one told me she was dead, but the second I saw her, I knew she was dead. Usually we are not wrong in our judgment of death, we do not easily say who is dead, if we feel from the bottom of our hearts that a person is dead, he is really dead.

I was highly short-sighted, I could only see a figure clearly, the people around me screamed vigorously, the driver was so frightened that he didn't move, and the rain outside the car crackled on the car, and the terrifying atmosphere was generated. I didn't speak, my own adults will solve everything. I started thinking about this dead girl.

She was my classmate, and in the two years of high school, we barely spoke. I remembered the first time I met her, and her first impression on me: a good-looking girl. Her melancholy temperament made me think she was beautiful, and she was different from the other good-looking girls in our school: she wasn't in love. This is something I couldn't have imagined.

There are other things about her, I don't know much about her, I know that her grades are average, and her family situation is average. I tried to think about more things about her, but she was really gone, she was a very ordinary girl in our school.

The aunt who was in charge of the dormitory building rushed out of the dormitory building in the heavy rain, and pulled away the poor child who was still standing there and was frightened, I saw that the poor child was Zheng Qi, another girl in our class, she should have just been standing there, her position, Xing Lu just smashed in front of her. Zheng Qi opened her mouth, and big drops of tears flowed from her eyes, mixed with the rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was still full of dark clouds, cold and dark. The students who were rushing with umbrellas have completely retreated to the eaves of the dormitory building, and the car that came to pick up the students has not moved anymore.

The driver was frightened, and after the dormitory aunt knocked on the window for the second time, he reacted and rolled down the window. The aunt in the dormitory asked him to get out of the car, but he refused at first, until his uncle got up and got out of the car, and the driver followed suit. My uncle turned to look at me before getting out of the car, and I looked out the window.

I saw groups of students standing under the eaves of the dorm halls, and some of them were really frightened by the fact that they were just high school students. Some of them cried, and their tears were real, but they were not shed for Xing Lu, but for fear.

I saw a girl yelling at the person on the other end of the phone, and then a man in a suit came and picked her up with an umbrella. I also saw another girl, standing alone under the eaves, with headphones on, not speaking, looking down at the rain hitting the ground. There were also some bold classmates, in order to show that they were not afraid of anything in front of their peers, they made a bet with their companions, ran to Xinglu's side quickly, and then ran back quickly.

I looked at Xing Lu again, she was lying on the ground, her thin body was almost invisible under the wide school uniform, and I saw the reaction of others after her death, and I began to sympathize with her. The feeling came so suddenly that I began to wonder why she had fallen from the stairs.

I looked at the place where Xing Lu was lying, the rain washed her blood everywhere, the mobile phone she had in her pocket was still ringing, I guessed that it should be Song Zhiyu calling her, I think he on the other end of the phone, sitting in the warm car, expecting Xing Lu to answer his call.

My uncle knocked on the window and motioned for me to roll it down, and when the window rolled down, he put his hand in and put it on my forehead, "Yan'er, are you okay?" ”

I took his hand away and told him "It's okay. ”

His hands were cold, the white T-shirt on his body was half wet, and as a teacher at our school, he felt that he had an obligation to do something, so he took off his denim jacket and put it on Xing Lu's body, organized the students who were standing under the eaves of the dormitory building and were at a loss to leave, and directed the cars stuck in the road to leave the other way.

After that, he said a long sentence, but I didn't listen carefully, I looked past him, looked at Xing Lu, this time I saw clearly, but I didn't see her face, her face was facing the ground, I only saw her wet hair.

I don't know how long it has passed, and there are fewer and fewer students standing under the eaves of the dormitory building. The cars that were stuck together also left. The police came, the ambulance came, the reporters came, and Xing Lu's parents came. I was stunned when I saw her mother, and her father pretended to be strong and listened to the comfort of the dormitory aunt and the principal, holding back the tears that he wanted to leave behind, and listening to the medical staff at the hospital to confirm the news of death.

I saw the paramedics lift her into the ambulance, but instead of driving away, the ambulance was still there.

When my uncle and the driver got back into the car, the driver sat for a long time before starting the car again, and my uncle kept looking at me through the rearview mirror, and I kept looking out the window, avoiding his gaze. I saw a small bird on a tree, falling from the tree and hitting the concrete road, its feathers were all wet, it was motionless, I was not sure if it was dead.