Maybe it's a retribution.

"—Lin Hui."

When the bell rang for the end of class, Lin Hui got up from his seat and was about to move to the science classroom for the next class, when he was suddenly stopped from behind.

He looked back and saw that it was two male classmates in the class, smiling mysteriously.

Behind them, there were several male and female classmates, all of whom also looked at Lin Hui together.

It seems that he has something to say to him, and he sent two classmates to represent him.

The guy reached out and patted him on the back and spoke.

"You're going to have a solo exhibition recently, right? I heard that I was interviewed on TV, is it true? ”

“…… Well. ”

"Art is your specialty, by the way, the picture hanging at the door of the principal's office was also drawn by you, right?"

“…… Well. Lin Hui nodded perfunctorily.

Of course, there were familiar faces in front of them, but they had never had such an intimate conversation with each other. Anyway, just a few perfunctory words will be fine. Result –

"That's how it should be. Your father is such a famous painter, as his son must be—"

The next moment. Lin Hui immediately glared at the mouthy guy.

The guy was frightened by Lin Hui's sharp gaze, and suddenly couldn't speak.

Lin Hui didn't wait for him to finish, and directly turned around and set out of the classroom.

- Bump!

The sound of the door slamming shut echoed.

It's boring, these guys.

What if my father is famous?

I'm not as good as him after all, am I?

Never be able to surpass that being.

No one understands me, no one knows my worth.

It's no wonder, because I'm worthless.

Why am I here?

What am I doing?

Living in this meaningless world, my existence is meaningless, is it?

No, no, it shouldn't be like this, I should still be saved.

If I can be saved, I think it can only be done in that place.

After Lin Hui left the classroom. Attitude towards him. Including the guy who spoke just now, and the classmates who followed behind to watch the excitement, they all looked unhappy.

"Something."

"It's a big deal."

"That's terrible, what kind of attitude is that?"

"It's just a matter of asking about drawing."

"It's a wonderful name, and it's going to die."

One of them said without an eyebrow.

When the female student on the side heard it, she immediately blurted out: "By the way, I heard a person in his class in elementary school say that last year, didn't a student from the middle school next door commit suicide by jumping off a building?" That guy used to run to that building. ”

"Really?"

"So what?"

"Stupid, if he prefers that kind of place......"

"How?"

"Maybe I'll kill myself."

"Wow - it's possible. That guy is always weird and super terrifying. ”

"It doesn't matter, if you want to die, hurry up and die. It's good for everyone that this kind of eye-catching guy will disappear sooner. ”

"That's right."

After saying that, these people all laughed.

Open your mouth wide and clap your hands and laugh at high decibels.

Laughing at someone else's death.

What kind of thoughts did the boy have on that day?

What's going on in his mind?

What motivates him to jump from here?

Lin Hui climbed to the ninth floor again.

The scene in front of me is no different from the previous days.

The reason for re-entering this building is because of what happened that day. That "dream" that was out of touch with reality felt so realistic that he couldn't help but doubt his memory.

Originally, staying here would have made him feel at ease. There is a kind of sweet and sour, and a little bitter, as if returning to the place of birth. As long as you stand here, it seems that you can understand the thoughts in the young man's heart, and gradually "assimilate" with the young man.

It has always been that way, but today it is different.

Unable to assimilate. Nothing can be felt.

The poems left by the boy did not inspire them either.

It's all caused by that "dream", and it's that dream that disrupts real life.

He stared intently at the gray wall, hoping to see something.

As if a spell, he whispered the words that came into view.

It's boring......

The view of the setting sun, the black sketch, the dirty hands, the color of the blood.

Black lines, broken compositions, boring speech.

It's really boring to depict this boring world.

I don't even understand this, and it's even more boring.

It's boring. It's boring, it's boring

The words turned into a pen in Lin Hui's heart, tracing the image.

Finally began to assimilate.,An irrepressible impulse.。

That's right, it's a revenge.

Revenge for the meaning of existence.

Revenge on that person.

What to express oneself and convey one's thoughts is, in the final analysis, just an excuse.

If that's what art is called, I'd rather give it up.

Give up everything.

Only that painting, and myself, is honest art. Just like that day...... The boy made himself a "poem", and I also wanted to make myself a painting, the strongest and the biggest last art.

Lin Hui opened the window, climbed on the windowsill, and leaned out.

The paintbrush in his heart waved, like the conductor of a symphony orchestra, depicting the black sketch that was criticized by his father as worthless.

A tower that leads to the sky, a tower that pierces into the sky.

If you don't have wings, climb them on your feet.

Transform yourself as a teenager on that day and imagine yourself standing at the scene a year ago.

A boy who has only lived for fourteen years, but has already seen the end of the world.

It's boring to live, the boy has given up everything, and who can stop him from flying.

So, I'm going to fly too.

Fly to the end, fly to the highest point.

No one can stop me.

Even the Grim Reaper who manipulates death.

Grim Reaper——?

Suddenly, I was shocked, and cold sweat poured out all over my body.

“…… How can it be...... It's just a dream......"

You don't have to look back to feel it.

- Suzu.

"The death you are hoping for will come—have I said it next?"

The girl stood right behind her.

Bai Bai still ignored the cold weather, still wearing a white dress with red shoes. Holding a large scythe in his hand, he is followed by Daniel, the black cat.

She pursed her lips slightly and spoke.

"Although it doesn't matter if you jump directly, but the soul that is not on the list. I can't bring it back to the Heavenly Realm. Souls who do not die according to their predetermined schedule cannot be guided by the heavenly realm. will be temporarily banished to wander the world. You may never even be able to ascend to heaven, and you will always have to be a geist. All in all, you can't get to where your heart desires. ”

"Hey, boy, do you understand? Don't bother us. Daniel said unceremoniously.

“…… What is it......"

"Huh? How's that, boy? ”

"It's noisy!" Lin Hui suddenly roared.

Daniel was frightened by his voice, and the hair on his body stood on end, and he hid behind Bai Bai in a puff of smoke.

"Appeared out of nowhere, and kept saying things I couldn't listen to-"

Lin Hui returned to the room from the window and approached Baibai.

"Don't come and disturb my reality! Don't interfere with my mood casually!"

“……”

"You're just an illusion! It can't exist! I'm not afraid of you! Not afraid at all! ”

"Oh...... It's true? You're actually scared, aren't you? ”

Hearing Bai Bai's words, Dahui's expression stiffened, and his face was embarrassed.

"Are you afraid of me—or death?"

"I'm not afraid of death! I'm not afraid of you! Death is nothing compared to the pain of being alive—"

"If you're really not afraid, then you should die quickly."

Bai Bai's voice became rather cold, as if it was enough to calm everything.

With such an innocent appearance, why is there such a voice full of courage and majesty?

Daniel, who was hiding behind her, was also frightened to the ground.

However, what surprised Lin Hui even more was the sad expression on her face the moment she turned around. Such a suffocating and beautiful appearance, but with an unprecedented sentimentality, his eyes looked directly at Lin Hui.

Why she looked at him so sadly, Lin Hui couldn't understand.

"Are you trying to say that it's easy to die and live, is that what you think?"

Bai Bai shook his head slowly, and his voice bounced like raindrops in the space.

"Don't make a fuss, that's possible. I have taken the names of countless people, ignored their tears or smiles, and ignored all the voices that wanted to live. ”

Daniel returned to normal in her calm tone.

"In vain, don't show that expression, I'll be infected too. Why bother to make yourself sad for this kind of guy......"

She stared at Daniel, showing with her eyes that this was not the case, then hugged him to her chest and turned to face Lin Hui.

"But I really want to die."

"What if you die?"

"When you die, you can be a light, and you will shine forever."

"Impossible."

"Possibly. Those painters who were unknown during their lifetimes. After death, the price of a painting becomes astronomical, because they all become eternal light! It will always shine after death! It's never going to go away! I will be an inextinguishable light in the same way!"

"You're wrong."

"What's wrong with me!"

Looking at him in vain, his eyes were still full of sorrow. At the same time, it is full of mercy.

"People don't shine because they die, what really shines is the traces of a person's efforts to survive and live seriously." "Death" is not simply equal to "eternal" you, have you lived seriously and diligently? ”

Lin Hui couldn't answer.

There was a tingling in my heart. The mechanical, inner world, which had lost its emotion, began to ache.

"A year ago, I used to come here to look at the boy you wanted to emulate. When he took his own life personally, he said, 'This is the result I expected.'" But I suffered a lot and was very lonely. Of course, because it's really sad. People want to die at the same time, but they also want to live. ”

"Nothing ......," Daniel muttered as he listened to the words coming from overhead.

Why, are you so sad?

Why, do you look at me with such sad eyes?

Don't look at me with that kind of pity!

"Don't look at me like that!"

Lin Hui walked quickly past Bai Bai and ran down the stairs without looking back.

Only the girl and the black cat were left at the scene.

"In vain. Why do you care about that kind of guy? ”

“…… No......"

"As a Grim Reaper, you must care too much about humans."

"No......"

"So what are you going to do?"

"Nothing ......"

"Really, then don't meddle with it...... Forget it, it's useless to stop it, you're just nosy anyway. ”

“…… Or do you know me. ”

Shirobai lifted the black cat in front of him, and Daniel immediately stroked her cheek with his nimble tail.

"Even though he's a crybaby, he's still strong. Interfering in human affairs like this, the director must not have a good face to look at when he knows it. It's not going to help you prolong that guy's life, I don't want to get in trouble. ”

"Alas...... It's nerve-wracking. The girl sighed.

It's not going to help you prolong that guy's life. I don't want to get in trouble.

[sigh...... It's nerve-wracking." The girl sighed.

Lost in the gray group photo.

I don't know exactly where the exit is. Boundless darkness.

There is no light, no daylight.

Lose yourself, lose everything.

Lose everything————

…… Lin Hui...... Lin Hui!"

Suddenly I heard this call. He looked back.

The man behind him was the representative of the publishing house who was in charge of organizing the exhibition. At a young age, he has already taken on the role of site director.

"What's wrong with you, it seems like you've been in a daze since just now."

The man looked at Lin Hui, who was obviously unfocused. A surprised expression.

"I'm sorry. I'm a little tired......" Lin Hui said casually.

"Ahh There are only a few days left in the solo exhibition, so I'm nervous. This is the beginning of your career as a painter."

The other party seemed to be very understanding, and looked around as he spoke.

In front of him is Lin Hui's exhibition hall, focusing on the most recent award-winning works, exhibiting all his daily works over the years.

In order to highlight Lin Hui's youthfulness, he deliberately created a trendy sense of the times, hoping to attract a new generation of people of the same age as him.

Lin Hui has the topic of "youth", and there will be many TV stations and media interviews on the opening day.

For publishers, it is definitely the best publicity.

For the young man who is the director. It's also a great opportunity to show off your skills.

Lin Hui saw each other's ambitions clearly when they met for the first time.

"Don't worry, it's going to be a success, because it's so brilliant! This masterful way of drawing to capture the light. You can feel your unique style!

The man is like the host of the shopping desk, gushing about it.

I guess I learned these words from some critic, who didn't understand the value of the work. Will only echo

Other people's opinions only. And this asks the so-called publishing house. In fact, it is also a company related to several Yiyang, and this solo exhibition is somewhat guided by the above.

In fact, there is a big question about how the publishing industry evaluates his work.

Lin Hui always looked at each other with cold eyes.

I don't even understand the value of painting, and I don't know about it as a person. Speak less in a self-aware tone.

He always thought so in his heart.

However, today, the other party's voice didn't reach his ears, and Lin Hui always felt confused, as if he didn't even know where his own person was

I don't understand it a bit.

「………………」

Why, would I be in such a place?

Why, I'm still alive?

Why?

Why...

"—because you don't deserve to die."

"Hmm......"

- Tsuna.

The girl's voice?

「…… Huh!"

I turned around suddenly, but I didn't see any of the girl or the black cat.

Looking around, I didn't see anything.

Is it an auditory hallucination? But just now......

The girl who was a grim reaper but had a sad face came to mind. Ever since I escaped from the building that day, I always felt light-footed

fluttering, without the feeling of stepping on the ground, I couldn't help but wonder why those eyes were full of sadness.

The Grim Reaper, who is in charge of death, actually wants to stop death.

The words that the girl said were like rain that moistened the dry land, sinking deep into Lin Hui's heart.