Originally, in the dormitory, everyone got along quite well, but with one more Shen Junyao, I didn't feel so comfortable. In the dormitory, every time everyone is happy, there is always such a person, sitting alone in the distance, neither participating nor talking, as if there is no such person as her in the dormitory.

But, after all, Shen Junyao is still in the dormitory, and she lives in the shop where Wu Junbi once lived, so it is impossible for everyone to completely ignore her. Because of this, there are scruples in many things, and the trouble is not very harmonious.

And Shen Junyao, as if she didn't hear or see it, didn't communicate with others; Everything went its own way, as if she was the only one living in the entire dormitory.

Originally, because Shen Junyao lived in Wu Junbi's bed, and there was a word "Jun" in the names of the two people, Song Shanmei's feelings for Shen Junyao were a little more than others.

I wanted to reconcile the atmosphere of the dormitory, so that Shen Junyao could integrate between them faster, but after trying a few times, it was all hot face and cold buttocks, and Song Shanmei was not as enthusiastic about Shen Junyao as she was when she first came.

Since Shen Junyao herself doesn't want to work hard and have a good relationship with everyone, then, what is she Song Shanmei doing so much? Let her go, horizontally and vertically, everyone is just a passerby in each other's lives.

After thinking about it, Song Shanmei was no longer entangled, and tried every possible way to mend the relationship between the two parties, but on the contrary, her mood became a lot easier.

Everyone will have their own way of living. Although, when others need it, Song Shanmei can always help, but at the moment, Shen Junyao doesn't seem to need any help. She can live well alone.

Song Shanmei shook her head, no longer thinking about those useful and useless things.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she heard the dormitory door creak open. Someone seemed to crept in.

Song Shanmei lay down and didn't move. Listening to the footsteps, it is very familiar, and it does not look like an outsider.

The man seemed to sit quietly in his chair without making much noise.

Why, to be so quiet? Tiptoeing like this? Are you afraid of arguing with her?

Song Sun-mi thought.

In my head, I was thinking wildly, and gradually, I fell into a daze.

Someone seemed to be standing under her bed.

She seemed, sensing someone step on her chair, stood up, and approached the head of her bed. Holding his breath, his voice was slight.

Song Shanmei wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but she felt that her eyelids were heavy and her brain was painful; She quickly fell asleep.

"Good beauty, good beauty!" It seems that someone is whispering in his ear.

Song Sun-mi closed her eyes and lay on the bed.

She felt as if she had gone back to that time.

At that time, Wu Junbi was still there. She slept on the bed across from her.

In the middle of the night, she didn't know why, she was always anxious, she couldn't sleep well, and she woke up several times in one night. That time, she didn't have much urine, but for some reason, she got up and prepared to drink saliva and go to the toilet again.

In the dark night, by the moonlight, she gently climbed down the escalator.

She stood on the ground and heard, a slight sound, "pop", "pop". It's like, it's the sound of water dripping down.

Song Shanmei turned her head and saw the ground.

Outside Wu Junbi's bed, on the floor, there was a black stuff.

She crouched down, stretched out her fingers, and dipped them a little.

It's slimy and has a strong fishy sweet smell.

That's blood!

Song Shanmei's heart immediately fluttered violently, and she shouted, "Help, help!" ”

She suddenly found that her whole body could not move. Myself, actually lying in bed! And on her hand, there was a thick cloud of blood!

She was so frightened that she didn't understand what she did, so she suddenly turned into Wu Junbi and lay on the bed!

And, it was none other than she who cut her wrists, it was her Song Shanmei!

She was frightened and tried to struggle to get up, but she only felt as if she didn't listen to her call, and couldn't move at all.

At that moment, she heard a jumbled voice, someone calling her name loudly, "Zenmei, Zenmei!" ”

There are still people crying, and some people are calling 120.

Someone was stepping on a chair, and someone climbed onto her bed, grabbed her arm, grabbed her shoulder, and shook vigorously, "Shanmei, wake up!" Don't scare me! ”

Song Shanmei's mind buzzed, and then she opened her eyes.

"Seonmi wakes up!" Someone shouted in surprise.

All around, it's bright.

Now, it's not night, and she's still lying in her bed. She turned her head to look at Wu Junbi's bed.

There was no one lying on her bed.

On the table under her bed, things were neatly arranged, and they were not the same chaotic appearance as before. Only then did she remember that it was no longer Wu Junbi's bed, but a new owner, Shen Junyao.

It's just that the smell of blood, or the smell of blood, is so strong that it doesn't look like a dream at all.

And Li Xiaomo was crawling on her bed, huddled with her; Dong Xiaowan was stepping on the chair, holding the railing on the edge of the bed with one hand, and dragging her tightly with the other, her eyes full of tears.

Guo Lili, whose face was pale, stood on the ground trembling, looking at her. Yang Zixuan's expression was not much better, she was holding the public phone in the dormitory in her hand, dialing out, and when she saw Song Shanmei wake up, she turned her head to look over.

Only, I didn't see Shen Junyao.

"What are you all doing?" Song Shanmei sat up, and Li Xiaomo hurriedly went to help her.

Song Shanmei asked puzzled, lowered her head, but saw that the place outside her bed was soaked with blood.

She chuckled in her heart, startled, and quickly wiped her sleeves, lifted her clothes again, and checked her body around.

There was not a single scar on his body.

The only place where the blood stained was the sleeve of the arm on which he was leaning on the outside.

What's going on?

Song Shanmei was stunned.

saw Li Xiaomo shouting: "Don't call 120, Shanmei is fine." With that, she climbed out of bed, a little puffed.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Yang Zixuan, who didn't know why, went to ask Li Xiaomo.

Li Xiaomo's face darkened, and she said angrily, "You go and ask Dong Xiaowan!" She's so close, she can see it really! ”

So, Yang Zixuan looked at Dong Xiaowan again, and Guo Lili also came around.

Dong Xiaowan jumped down from the chair, glanced at Song Shanmei, bit her lip again, and looked at Li Xiaomo again. Then, he said in a low voice: "Shanmei is fine." ”

"What's the matter, there's obviously such a big pool of blood...... I'm almost scared to death......" Guo Lili glanced at the blood that dripped on the ground, and said with palpitations.

Li Xiaomo couldn't hold back, and said angrily, "You asked Song Shanmei yourself, what happened for a while?!" ”

Everyone looked at Song Shanmei in unison.

Song Shanmei had just woken up, and she felt that her brain was a little dizzy, and she was also confused.