In the low sound of his reading, Han Bo gradually felt the cruelty of the summer flames, his eyes had long been closed, but there was still a red light in front of him.

He rolled over on the ground with all his might, but it wasn't much better.

The roof was crudely manicured, and there was an uneven concrete floor underneath him, and there was even a lot of mud and stones, and his face was tortured wherever it landed.

Rubbing back and forth, he simply gave up, lying on the ground and no longer moving.

If Chi Xiao looked up at him during this process, he felt that this person didn't really want to kill him, but Chi Xiao's attention was always on the memory booklet in his hand, and he never looked up at him.

From anger at the beginning, to fear, and now, Han Bo has calmed down.

He began to recall why he hated Chi Xiao so much.

I don't know if it's because of his weakness, but because of his experience of unaware of it, he's not as non-existent as he says.

At the beginning, both the school teachers and the classmates took good care of him, and he was the most standard child of other people's families in the eyes of teachers and parents, but this person was always immersed in his own world and didn't care about anyone's concern.

Later, he gradually lost his attention and became an 'orphan' living in his own world.

But if you really talk about it, it doesn't seem to have offended him, and he just likes to make some 'little jokes' from time to time.

As if hearing his heart, Chi Xiao's warm voice suddenly remembered at this time, and his tone was as flat as a touch of wind passing across his face.

"The sun can also burn people."

Han Bo didn't believe it before, but now he does.

His eyes were glazed, and he suddenly felt that the red light in front of him was not so obvious, and the darkness gradually came, and his consciousness gradually disappeared.

Don't sleep!

Don't sleep!

He shouted frantically in his heart, but in fact he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

In a dim sense, he noticed that someone had untied the rope from his hand.

Someone came to his rescue?

Or is Chi Xiao going to push him downstairs?

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his face.

Someone whispered a word in his ear.

"That's how I died."

A sentence full of unwillingness and grief is the voice of Chi Xiao in his memory, and it is also the tone that Chi Xiao should have in his memory.

It was as low as a mosquito, and its tone was so humble that it dripped into dust, like a weed on the side of the road.

He thought, I don't even spare a single grass, how hateful should I be?

……

Chixiao first called the emergency number, and then carried the person downstairs on his back.

At this time, it was the first self-study class after returning to school, and the students had already returned to the classroom to rest or study, and there were no students in the stairwell, and no one asked loudly when they met.

Chixiao carried people all the way to the school gate unimpeded, and the ambulance arrived in a very timely manner.

"Classmate, is it the ambulance you called?"

"Yes."

Chixiao handed the man over to the nurse, and then he also passed out due to the exhaustion of his strength.

This man is very fat, but his weight is not false at all!

His body was out of control, but his consciousness was still awake, and his soul followed his body to a white space.

He saw 'himself.'

That real Chi Xiao.

"Hello."

Not.

What is this?

Dialogue in the depths of the soul?

Chixiao raised his hand and stroked his chin, carefully looking at the boy in front of him.

It is clearly the same appearance, but the temperament between the eyebrows is completely different, Chi Xiao is really timid, even if he looks at himself, he hangs his chin, and he looks very cautious.