"Lin Ping, what did I do badly? Do you hate me very much? ”

Finally, Bian Mingyu spoke, and the silence broke instantly.

"Yes, I hate you, I hate the way you behave. You care about me on the surface, but you just treat me like a ridiculous doll that makes me feel disgusting. ”

Lin Ping said as he lifted the birthday gift that Bian Mingyu gave him, a resin doll ornament in a white shirt, and he was about to smash it.

Bian Mingyu didn't expect Lin Ping to say such a thing, and he didn't expect that he wanted to smash the resin doll made in his own image, which was specially made by Bian Mingyu's parents.

He went to college in another place, and his parents couldn't see him every day. This doll can somewhat alleviate some of their longing for their son.

Originally, this doll was kept at Bian Mingyu's house, but Lin Ping insisted on coming over after seeing it, he said that he only had one friend of Bian Mingyu, and the resin doll was a witness to their friendship.

Lin Ping's words made Bian Mingyu unbearable, so he gave him the resin doll without telling his parents. In fact, Lin Ping didn't want this doll to witness friendship, but to treat it as Bian Mingyu swearing every day.

Bian Mingyu didn't know anything about it, and thought that Lin Ping really cherished the friendship between them. After a sigh, Bian Mingyu ran out.

Looking at the back of running out, Lin Ping suddenly became excited.

"He must have said bad things about me again, I hate your hypocrisy, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Lin Ping guessed angrily, and suddenly, he picked up his mobile phone.

"Mingyu, I don't know how I said those words? Don't be angry. I bought your favorite beer, and we'll meet on the rooftop. ”

Hanging up the phone, Lin Ping looked at the resin doll and sneered: "You, you're about to disappear from this world." ”

Looking down from the rooftop, Lin Ping was dizzy. This is the top of the school building, the highest place in the school.

"It's so high! If you fall down from here......"

"What are you doing standing on the edge of the rooftop? Be careful of falling. ”

Caught off guard, an eager voice interrupted Lin Ping's fantasy.

"It's okay, I'm just going to take a look. Why did you come? I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

Looking at Bian Mingyu who ran over, Lin Ping hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"I've drunk all the cans, and the rest is yours."

Lin Ping picked up the beer and handed it to Bian Mingyu, while his other hand dragged his arm. The strange thing is that Bian Mingyu did not say anything this time, but remained motionless like a puppet.

He ignores himself? This made Lin Ping angry. He let go of the hand that was holding Bian Mingyu and pushed him off the rooftop.

When the muffled sound reached Lin Ping's ears, he laughed heartily.

"You should have died a long time ago, Bian Mingyu, goodbye, hahaha......"

Lin Ping trembled with laughter, as if he had malaria. Ten minutes later, he left the rooftop.

"If the patrol asks, I will say that Bian Mingyu has been very abnormal recently, not only talking to himself, but also always suspicious and suspicious......"

Sitting on the bed, Lin Ping imagined the scene of him and the patrol, all the words were said smoothly, and the familiarity was like his own personal experience.

Thinking about it, he habitually reached for the resin doll again.

Hiss, the doll is gone, it fell on the rooftop?!

"It's gone, it's gone, since it's Bian Mingyu's stand-in, let's disappear with my master. I'm so tired, I'm going to rest......"

In a daze, Lin Ping only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

I don't know how long later, lying on the bed, they opened their eyes suddenly, and their eyes were full of unbelievable fear.

He had a terrible but real dream.

In the dream, Bian Mingyu stood in front of Lin Ping covered in blood, glaring at him with resentful eyes, and his appearance frightened Lin Ping's heart.

"It's just a dream, he's dead."

Thinking of this, Lin Ping relaxed and took his mobile phone to look at it.

Why hasn't the patrol come yet? No one called to inquire about Bian Mingyu, and this calmness made him shudder.

"No one found his body? No way! Perhaps, they are afraid that the patrol will take them as suspects. ”

Lin Ping comforted himself with a trembling voice, he felt that the surrounding air was gloomy, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

"Bian Mingyu is dead, and he can't fight me as a ghost."

Though he gave himself courage, he was still like a frightened bird.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Lin Ping still couldn't sleep, tossing and turning until dawn. Suddenly, a creepy voice reached his ears.

Who's opening the door? This dormitory is inhabited by him and Bian Mingyu.

But he's dead......

Just when Lin Ping was afraid, the door opened, and a familiar face appeared.

Oh my God, it's him, Bian Mingyu is back?!

Looking at the familiar faces in front of him, Lin Ping was at a loss. He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Woke up so early? You always have insomnia at night, I am especially worried about you, come back to see you. ”

"Ahh

Looking at his good friend who was pushed down from the upstairs by himself, Lin Ping screamed and collapsed to the ground.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, he was pushed down the stairs by me, and I saw him lying on the ground covered in blood. But, but why, hallucination, this is my hallucination, I haven't slept all night, so ......"

At this moment, Lin Ping was like a madman with confused thinking, and he couldn't stop talking to himself. Speaking of excitement, he also reached out and patted his head hard.

"Don't hit the head, what if it breaks? My skull is broken, you must protect your head! ”

When Bian Mingyu said this, he sighed faintly, as if he was helpless and sad. Listening to his cold words, Lin Ping was terrified, and his body trembled more and more.

Suddenly, he jumped up, climbed onto the bed without hesitation, pulled open the quilt and got in.

He was going to cover his face and cover his eyes so that he could not see that terrible face.

As long as he thought of the picture of Bian Mingyu's revenge, Lin Ping felt a sense of despair like falling into the abyss. He roared loudly as he wrapped the quilt tighter.

Lin Ping was losing his soul when a creepy voice suddenly sounded. At the same time, Lin Ping felt that the quilt on his body was slowly slipping.

Bian Mingyu, he's tugging on his quilt?!

Thinking of this, Lin Ping was so frightened that he almost suffocated, and in order to prevent himself from shouting out because of excessive fear, he desperately covered his mouth with his hands.

The silent atmosphere made Lin Ping even more uneasy, and his mental tension was extreme.

Visible facts are better than unseen fantasies......

Thinking of this, Lin Ping lifted a small gap in the quilt.

Strangely, he didn't see anything horrible, and he lifted the quilt again. Finally, he got out of the quilt, and Bian Mingyu did not appear.

"I knew he was afraid of me, and it would be the same if he became a ghost, huh!"

Lin Ping became triumphant again, he hummed a song and picked up his book and prepared to go to the classroom.

"Why did you come? I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

The moment he opened the door, Lin Ping saw Bian Mingyu with angry eyes.

"Hell!"

In the terrible screams, Lin Ping fell straight down.

"Doctor, how is he?"

Looking at Lin Ping lying on the bed, Bian Mingyu asked the doctor anxiously.

"The patient has been living in a depressive environment for a long time, so he has mental problems. While receiving formal treatment, I also hope that my relatives can care for and accompany him more to help him face life positively. The doctor at the W City Psychiatric Hospital patiently explained.

"Thank you, doctor, I will never leave him."

As soon as the words fell, a brand-new resin doll was placed next to Lin Ping's pillow.