Chapter 19 Schools (4)
"Do you know who I am?" Sakura looked coldly at the boy in front of her who had collapsed to the ground
The boy shook his head again, "It's not human anyway...... Hehe," Sakura smiled strangely. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The boy slid back in fear and leaned against the wall, "I didn't do anything bad, why should you look for me." The boy's voice trembled.
"Both children died...... Do you say yes, kid" Sakura looked down at the boy.
"I didn't kill it, what does it matter to me? It was they who committed suicide themselves......" The boy shouted excitedly, tears uncontrollably slipping down.
"You didn't kill it, but because of you...... They hate you and hate you, so ......" Sakura looked at him, "so I'm here......"
"Don't blame me...... Don't blame me......" The boy shouted at Sakura with tears in his eyes.
"Hahaha......" The group of boys in the classroom laughed again, Sakura turned around and watched silently, the classroom door was slowly opened, and the boy sitting on the ground looked at it in surprise and fear, exactly like that day, he came out with his little brothers laughing, leaving the boy with glasses cowering in the corner, "Big brother, if he really commits suicide, will we be in trouble." "Afraid of what? Anyway, there is juvenile law to protect us, haha...... Hehe......" Their laughter echoed at the bottom of the building, slowly disappearing.
The yellow-haired boy who shrunk next to him looked at everything just now incredulously, yes, that's what he said, from childhood to adulthood, he would put this sentence on his lips because...... In this way, he has the courage to bully others.
"You see, that ...... It's you. Sakura stared at him.
The boy wiped his tears and shook his head vigorously, "No...... Don't blame me, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong......" The boy suddenly got excited, "Dad...... That's how Dad beats Mom, I'm not wrong...... I'm not wrong. The boy shouted with tears in his voice. Sakura frowned and looked at him in surprise, but Sakura was speechless.
"I'm right, dad is like that, I'm not wrong...... I'm not wrong" The boy kept muttering this sentence, Sakura stood there quietly, looking at the sixteen-year-old child in front of her, sixteen years old, she thought of the year she died at the age of sixteen, painful, helpless...... For the first time, she didn't know what to do.
A thick hand rests on Sakura's shoulder. "I'll do it." Zhang Sheng's cold voice sounded from behind Sakura......
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The morning sun gradually rose, and Sakura stood alone on the bridge looking at the red sun that was half revealed, and Zhang Sheng walked behind him with his hands in his pockets.
"It's over?" Sakura asked lightly.
"Hmm" Zhang Sheng's face was expressionless.
"It's the first time it's been so long that even the sun has come out." Sakura stared straight at the red sun, which had completely jumped out.
"Yes......"
"You say...... Back then, the Zero Realm commanded us to come to the human world, not allowing us to have resentment, hatred, love, and all the feelings that human beings have, but why didn't they take away the seven emotions and six desires we used to have as human beings......"
"Any spirit in the world has ever had the experience of being a human being, resentful spirits, undead spirits, yin spirits and even book spirits and word spirits all originate from the human heart, the human heart is not a machine, even the elders of the zero realm, every day they talk about love, resentment and hatred, but ......" Zhang Sheng frowned.
"But what?" Sakura was curious.
"Putting aside people's seven emotions and six desires, aren't you also angry, scolding, and punishing you yin spirit messengers every day?"
"Huh?" Sakura looked at him with a little surprise, "Hehe...... Hehehe...... "It was the first time she heard Zhang Sheng say so many things.
Daybreak......
Wang Jie entered the monitoring room, he turned on all the monitoring of the police station, he looked carefully, and finally he found the boy with glasses, through the monitoring he saw that the boy was alone in a corner and seemed to be looking at a note, he wanted to climb over the wall of the police station, but he couldn't do it, what he did was to sit quietly in the corner of the wall, sit quietly, Wang Jie frowned and looked at everything curiously, he looked at the time, the boy with glasses left about five o'clock in the morning, which means that he squatted in the corner all night, Wang Jie didn't understand why he sat in this dark place all night and jumped off the school building the next morning.
Outside, Wang Jie found the corner where the boy was sitting, Wang Jie stirred the weeds, trying to find any clues, and finally a bloody note that fell in the grass caught his attention, he picked it up and opened it gently, the folds on the note could be seen that it was held tightly by the boy with glasses for a night. Zhang Sheng sat down silently and looked at the content of the note:
Mom, they said you were at the police station, but I didn't know where you were being held, I wanted to see you, but no one brought me, so I was going to come and see you myself, I knew where the police station was, but they didn't let the little ones in, so I sneaked in at night......
Mom, when will you come back, I'm afraid I won't see you, so I prepared this letter and hope that the nurse can show you, Mom, there are always people at school who bully me and let me say bad things about you, and when you come back, they won't dare to bully me, but I'm afraid that I can't stand them beating me, so I really say bad things about you, you won't blame me, right......
If you come out, you must eat well, sleep well, and ...... Look at me, don't worry, Mom, I won't say anything bad about you, and I won't say anything to death. - Xiaobao
The boy's crooked font was full of a note, a tear soaked the paper, Wang Jie's tears slipped uncontrollably, and he kept twitching, looking at the note and laughing with tears, "Silly boy, this is a letter, it's obviously a suicide note...... Hmm~" Wang Jie choked up and muttered, holding the last gift left by the boy tightly. ā