Lin Yuan, who has lived in the school for a long time, finally has the opportunity to go out on vacation, because on New Year's Day, the school has to take three days off.

In recent days, the school has been holding a New Year's Day party, and the principal wanted Lin Yuan to be the host, but Lin Yuan vetoed it on the spot, and by the way, Zhou Fengling solemnly recommended it to the principal.

Fang Yu cut his head in the intention of reforming himself, and when he heard Lin Yuan say that he had rejected the principal's request to be the host, he suddenly showed a look of hatred: "Do you know what a good opportunity this is, you Lin Yuan will definitely make a name for himself if he treats this host well!" Just imagine how many female compatriots will have a crush on you by that time! ”

"Not interested." Lin Yuan flipped through the book and glanced at the empty position beside him.

Zhou Fengling memorized the manuscript, she was originally a pioneer who spoke on behalf of the freshmen at the opening ceremony, and the host position of the seventh grade of this New Year's Day party naturally belonged to her.

Fang Yu looked regretful: "Alas, this is an opportunity for many people to break their heads and want to earn, you said that you refused and refused, are you stupid?" ”

Lin Yuan said: "In life, we must learn to refuse, there are gains and losses, there are losses and gains, so there are losses to gains." ”

Fang Yu had long been accustomed to his appearance, after all, she was a famous literary girl at the same table, what kind of person she was with would inevitably be what it would be like.

"But I don't understand what you'll get if you refuse."

Lin Yuan put down the book, looked at him and said, "In other words, if you are a girl, will you have a crush on me when you see me speaking on stage?" ”

Fang Yu nodded decisively: "Definitely not." ”

Lin Yuan was not surprised, and picked up the book again: "That's fine, you won't, why would anyone else." ”

Fang Yu suddenly felt that this statement was very reasonable, and no longer mentioned this stubble, glanced at the book in Lin Yuan's hand and asked, "Love Heart Sutra?" ”

Lin Yuan slowly turned his head and looked at him with great disdain, and lit up the book cover.

Fang Yu exclaimed: "Break the sky!" ”

Lin Yuan nodded, and said lightly: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!" ”

The New Year's Day party was prepared for two days, and the venue was set in the school's gymnasium.

Before entering the venue, Lin Yuan cheered Zhou Fengling alone, and Zhou Fengling said that she was very unsure, and she only memorized four of the five manuscripts.

Lin Yuan said in surprise: "You don't need to memorize the manuscript." ”

Zhou Fengchi was still bland: "Oh, I'm used to it." ”

Lin Yuan finally found the reason why her academic performance was always at the top, because no one would memorize everything she didn't need to memorize.

At the beginning of the party, the host entered the backstage to prepare, and the people who performed the show began to be eager to try, Lin Yuan only had one program in the whole class, and he played a flower in it.

Mr. Hu, the head teacher, plays the role of a gardener, and will take a kettle to water his head, of course, not only him, but other people in the class are either flowers or grass, and their fate is to be watered, but there will be a few flowers that will have lines.

The show is boring, but it's very innovative, it's not a show for the students, it's simply a show for the teachers alone.

Teacher Hu is young and very smart, and others are racking their brains about why she is creative and how to be funny, but she takes the wrong path and only takes the path of impressing the teacher, because the judge in charge of scoring is the teacher.

This is a theatrical evening, and it is also a competition, the class teacher who places first will get a bonus, and the whole class will also get a semester of mobile small red flags.

The reward is not insignificant.

The process of the party was still normal, and the principal first took the stage to give a speech, and then wished everyone a happy new year and academic success in the new year.

The process after he leaves the stage is the main event, because there will be three students from the best of the three grades on this stage to appear on the stage as hosts.

One is Zhou Fengchi, the lady of the sky, and the other two are not much more reckless than her, they are all proper first-line 985 materials, one of them is called Ouyang Sen, Lin Yuan has a deep impression of him, because he smiled at Lin Yuan once, and he smiled very sincerely, like a ray of sunshine.

Others say that he is super handsome, and he is only 15 years old and has countless fans, Lin Yuan thinks that if he is a girl, he will definitely secretly like him.

The party officially began, and all the lights in the audience were suddenly turned off, causing a panic.

In a moment, the lights in all directions turned on again, and the largest lamp above the stage squeaked a few times, but the electric light finally did not drop the chain, and it bloomed its most intense light without danger.

There were bursts of exclamation from the crowd, and the three presenters appeared in the center of the stage.

One woman and two men, talented and beautiful, talented and beautiful, is completely the booth of school flowers and school grass.

Zhou Fengling stood in the middle, she was wearing a white dress, revealing her smooth calves, her hair naturally falling down, and she was unbelievably beautiful.

Lin Yuan was slightly stunned, thinking that angels were nothing more than that, the terrible thing was that she was only 13 years old.

The boys on both sides are even more handsome, wearing suits and holding flowers, plus the Zhou wind chimes in the middle, this is simply a fairy tale of princes and princesses.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to them, and it seemed that no one cared about the next show at all.

Lin Yuan felt more and more that his decision to refuse to be the host was extremely correct, and if he appeared on it, it would only hinder the eyes of the audience.

Zhou Fengling was standing there, he could see it, but he couldn't touch it. The distance seemed to be getting farther and farther away, until Lin Yuan's vision was completely blurred.

Fang Yu kept whispering in his ear, and Lin Yuan turned a deaf ear to all this.

He looked up at the light, his mind was confused, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he just couldn't help but think about it.

The princess and prince's speeches echoed throughout the arena, and Lin Yuan imagined himself as an ant eavesdropping on the noble human speech, whose language he didn't understand at all.

The show advanced one after another, and then it was Lin Yuan's turn to be in their class, Teacher Hu led everyone to the stage in turn, Lin Yuan who was standing on the stage was actually not nervous, because the lights were too bright, and he couldn't see the audience at all.

Lin Yuan wore a sunflower hood, quickly found his own position and sat down cross-legged, according to the script, he just sat like this, and the rest of the things basically had nothing to do with him, as long as it was his turn to be watered, he didn't shout and complete the task successfully.

When he was about to start, he couldn't help but look back, half of Zhou Fengchi's head was exposed outside the curtain, and his lips opened and closed lightly twice.

What she said was, "Come on." ”

What kind of oil can be added to this, adding water is almost the same, Lin Yuan thought to himself.

At the beginning of the performance, Mr. Hu had words in his mouth, and all the flowers that were watered would gently sway from side to side twice to show their vitality.

One flower said, "Thank you for your hard work and for working tirelessly to water us and let us grow up healthy." ”

Another flower said, "Thank you, when I grow up, I will definitely bloom the most beautiful flowers for you." ”

Finally arrived at himself, Teacher Hu only symbolically dropped two drops, and then Lin Yuan swayed from side to side with all his might, and the task was successfully completed.

The performance ended quickly, and the flowers and gardeners bowed off the stage, and the audience applauded thunderously.

Then it was time for the host, and the princess and prince walked to the center of the stage, and the large chandelier above their heads suddenly creaked overwhelmingly, and the applause and cheers of the audience completely overshadowed the strange sound that was not so noticeable.

The headlights suddenly went out, and they fell with a clatter.

It was suddenly much darker in front of him, and Lin Yuan didn't step on a staircase steadily, and almost fell.

Immediately after that, a loud bang overshadowed all the sounds, and Lin Yuan's newly stabilized body was so frightened that he almost fell.

He turned back in horror, but saw nothing.

I only saw a puff of gray-white smoke rising not far away.

Suddenly, there was a scream, and chaos suddenly began in the field, Lin Yuan vaguely knew what was happening, and he frantically turned around and climbed the steps.

Lin Yuan's sight was the two princes and a princess who fell to the ground.

And the blinding red on the ground.

Lin Yuan's eyes widened and he gasped: "Don't die, don't die." ”

With all his strength, he shouted, "Don't die! ”

The police and ambulances arrived, and the sirens were still shrill and uneasy in his heart.

And the haunting white cloth, except that this time it was over one of the princes, and fortunately, the other was spared.

Ouyang Sen died, and his place was directly under the chandelier.

The gymnasium has been cleared, the school has closed early, and parents have hurried overnight to pick up their children.

Lin Yuan didn't leave, he stood motionless outside the cordon, and the principal was crying beside him.

He shouted again and again: "God is jealous of talents, God is jealous of talents!" ”

Lin Yuan's heart hurt very much, as if he had been split in half.

He was a little glad that he was not a talent, so he didn't have to be jealous, and he was very sympathetic to Ouyang Sen being a talent, and he was jealous.

She felt sorry for the princess, and her heart was about to crack.

Zhou Fengling was rushed to the hospital as soon as possible, her head and face were all bloody, life and death were uncertain, and the white plum blossoms were dyed with blood into bewitching roses.

There was a wealthy middle-aged couple on the stage, who were squatting beside Ouyang Sen and crying miserably, and the police, doctors and nurses all stepped aside, silently standing behind the couple and bowing their heads in mourning.

The prince's curtain call was very regrettable, Lin Yuan remembered Ouyang Sen's smile, like sunshine, and now if he were asked to be more specific, he would say that it was very much like the sunset.

The cause of the accident was quickly found out, the chandelier was in disrepair and had almost reached the limit of its service life, and Fan Shihong, as the principal, should have been dismissed and investigated.

The ambulance took Ouyang Sen's body to the hospital, where he would lie quietly in the morgue until he was buried, with a group of unfortunate people who had the same fate.

The police took Fan Shihong away, and Lin Yuan was also sent home by a familiar police officer.

Before leaving, Fan Shihong said to him: "Fortunately, the person on top is not you." ”

Lin Yuan was so guilty that he couldn't feel ashamed.

The world that had taken months to adapt to and get used to collapsed again, and Ouyang Sen, who was covered under the white cloth, reminded him of the bullet again.

Lin Yuan's emotions completely collapsed, and he cried loudly in the empty room except him.

Li Hongjie is still busy at the police station, and he is not involved in this case, because he is no longer the captain, and he can only be regarded as a miscellaneous worker now.

Lin Yuan cried for a long time, and no one comforted him at all, as if he was the only one in this world.

Memory after memory washed back and forth in his mind, and Lin Yuan opened his mouth in pain, falling onto the sofa with tears streaming down his face.

He hurriedly turned on the TV, the remote control was pressed hard by him, the channels in the TV changed back and forth, and Lin Yuan could never find something that could attract his attention.

He thought he was really about to live a good life, and he was about to say goodbye to his past memories, but another unbearable memory reopened his soon-to-healing scar, which made the wound far more painful than the first time.

Tired of crying, he opened the notebook he brought back, and there was a line of bold and large letters on it: In fact, there is light in the ruins.

"You lie, there is no light in the ruins!" Lin Yuan choked up and said.

"If you don't die, I'll believe you." Lin Yuan muttered softly again.

Li Hongjie hurried back, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Lin Yuan lying on the sofa with wide-eyed eyes and motionless, and he was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body.

"Uncle Li, do you think I'm a mourning star, I will die wherever I go." Lin Yuan's face was decadent, decadent like a middle-aged and discouraged intellectual.

"Where are you a mourning star, you are a lucky star at all." Li Hongjie breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and hugged Lin Yuan, and comforted him softly: "What if that chandelier was supposed to hit three people, but because you are here, it only hit one." ”

"If you want to blame, blame yourself for your limited blessings, and you can't protect three people at once."

Lin Yuan said: "I don't want Zhou Fengling to die. ”

Li Hongjie took out a small note, on which there were mottled bloodstains.

He handed it to Lin Yuan's arms: "That girl is not dead, she is alive and well, but it will take a long time to recuperate, and the boy is fine, he can't die." ”

Lin Yuan opened the note, and there was a line of words written on it with a black pen, and the font trembled like a person who hadn't eaten for ten days, and there was a turn to the top.

"I heard your voice, I won't die, I'll see you again."