In a large hall of Yangbei Normal University, an old-fashioned tape recorder played a dance music with a strong sense of rhythm, and more than a dozen young girls danced happily on the stage.

A cacophony of cassette tapes came, and more than a dozen girls stopped in disappointment, and a mushroom-headed girl walked to the tape recorder in a rage, slammed the buttons, took out the tape, and fell to the ground and muttered: "This broken machine qì a song card three or four times, do you want people to live."

A girl in a white dress walked over and comforted her,

"Forget it, Xiaohong, don't be angry, let's go to the music department together tomorrow and borrow a good one.

The mushroom-headed girl's red face immediately smiled, and she playfully shook the hand of the girl in the white dress and said:

"It's better to be my sister of the wind chimes, as long as you go to the music department with your face, those stinky men don't kneel to send the tape recorder over.

Then the screen suddenly flashed, and on the side of the curtain in the backstage of the auditorium, a tall and thin boy was hiding behind the curtain.

He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, his face was sinister and cunning, his face seemed to have been narrowed by a knife, and the corners of his mouth rose to reveal a strange smile, and he turned to leave the auditorium.

Yangbei Normal University, in the ladder self-study room of the Chinese Department, a long-haired girl is reading a book intently.

Behind her, a boy with black-rimmed glasses poked her with his fingers, and the girl looked back at him and said politely, "Is there something wrong with my classmate?"

The boy suddenly became a little nervous, and stammered, "You, you are the ,,, Feng Chime classmate in the second year of the ,,, Department of Chinese!"

The long-haired girl covered her mouth and looked around, smiled and said, "I'm a wind chime"

The boy blushed and continued: "I heard from my classmates that you are rehearsing the program of the school celebration party, and you lack a tape recorder that does not jam tapes, and it just so happens that my father has bought a new original tape recorder imported from Japan, and I can lend it to you if you need it."

The girl was first surprised, then looked at the boy warily, and did not speak.

The boy seemed to see her concerns, and took out his student ID card from his pocket.

"My name is Wu Guang, I am a third-year student in the Chinese department, we are all in the same department, I am a year above you.

A few days ago, I happened to pass by the auditorium, and I happened to see you rehearsing the program, and I felt that your dance was very thoughtful and youthful.

I have been in the school for three years, and I have never seen such a trendy, thoughtful and energetic dance, so that all the students of the college can enjoy this beautiful dance, I would like to lend you the radio at home."

The boy's flattering words clearly moved the girl, and they agreed to go together to get the radio after school. The scene-like picture keeps flashing and changing, a taxi, parked under a bridge under construction, and that bridge is the new construction bridge.

I suddenly realized something, and I yelled like crazy, :

"Don't follow him down the bridge, don't get off the bridge, don't !!!

No matter how much I shouted, the poor girl could not hear a word when they went under the bridge.

The girl looked around, and saw that the surrounding area was desolate, and the dense reeds seemed to hide a great conspiracy, and she began to be a little frightened and timid.

At that moment, I saw the boy in black-rimmed glasses, his ugly face exposed, and he quickly pulled a dagger out of his pocket, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes stared at her evilly.

The girl looked at him in amazement, her shoulders tightened, and she involuntarily shuddered and stepped back:

"What do you want to do?

The boy in black-rimmed glasses shook the dagger in his hand, and the silver-glowing blade seemed to reveal a terrifying murderous aura in his hand, and he said gloomily:

"Wind Chime, from the first day you walked into the school gate, I began to like you, I wrote so many letters to you, you didn't even reply a word, countless lonely nights, despair devoured my lonely soul like a curse.

Every time I look at you with hot and hopeful eyes, waiting for your response! And you?

You can't even look at me, those shameless and despicable male classmates are around you like green-headed flies, and their filthy suckers defile the holiest stunner in the world.

I will not let go of what I want to get from childhood to adulthood, the boy began to roar madly after speaking, "Ha...... Ha...... Ha...... Ha. Wind chimes you will always belong to me and are mine".

Without waiting for the girl to react, the boy rushed over, grabbed the girl by the hair, put a knife to her neck, and dragged her deeper into the pier, and the girl was frightened and cried and begged:

"Please, let me go! What do you want to do, I promise you! Please!

Apparently the girl's humble begging did not impress the boy.

The boy with black-rimmed glasses seemed to become even more frantic when he heard the girl's pleading.

He pulled the girl's hair and used a sharp dagger to cut through the girl's dress, and the girl's smooth shoulders were completely exposed.

At this moment, the girl grabbed the boy's arm and bit it violently, broke free from the boy's arms, and shouted for help

"Help~~Help~Killed~

The girl's shrill voice was particularly harsh in the dense reeds, and the boy caught up with the girl with a few steps on his face, trying to cover the girl's mouth, and the girl struggled desperately.

The dagger in the boy's hand, in a panic, was aimed at the girl in a panic,.... flutter....,.... flutter....a few knives

The bright red blood instantly soaked the white dress.

I watched the boy commit violence, I screamed with all my might, tears in my eyes, and the girl lay on the ground with convulsions, her eyes full of grief, and she stared straight at me like that, as if to vent all her pain.

The distorted face, the red dancing shoes,,, my whole body felt like I was electrocuted, and the real murder scene was really touchable with my hands.

A rush of blood rushed into the brain, and at that moment time seemed to stand still, the sound of the wind echoed in my ears, and the rustling of reed leaves seemed to become swaying because of anger.

I roared and fainted again.

I don't know how long it took for me to slowly open my eyes, the white walls, the smell of disinfectant water permeating the ward, and I stared blankly at the hanging water bottle drop by drop, drop by drop,,,!

"Bingbing, you finally woke up, my child, you scared my mother to death, woo,,, I looked around, grandpa, grandma, father, mother, all around me.

My mother grabbed my hand with one hand and stroked my forehead with the other.

At this time, the grandmother seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said: "My grandson is hard-hitting, and ordinary things can't hurt him, Jianguo quickly go and call the doctor to see if there are any sequelae."

When the doctor came, they first measured my blood pressure and temperature, and then asked me if I knew my relatives next to me.

I may still be sad in my dreams, opening my dry mouth:

"Dad, I know who killed the wind chime~

My father looked at me with a heartache, turned his head and choked up, "Bingbing, don't say it."

After I woke up, I was observed in the hospital for two days, and then I was taken home by my parents, and then I was taken to his house by my grandfather for half a month.

I later learned that I had been following my father out early in the morning on November 24, and I was walking alone through the corridor of the funeral home when I was caught up in something.

By the time I met Uncle Cai, a boiler worker, Uncle Cai had already noticed that I was a little abnormal, and he said so much to stabilize me, waiting for my father to come.

When my father saw me, he had already seen that my eyes were unusually complaining, and he deliberately led my things to the corpse hall, but fortunately, I was lucky, the soul on my body was not meant to harm me, she just used my body to tell her grievances, but because I was young and weak, I could not bear the heavy yin qi, and the high fever did not go away, and I kept talking nonsense.

Finally my father wrote an anonymous report letter to the Yangbei City Public Security Bureau, and a year later it was a cold winter.

The Yangbei City Public Security Bureau held a trial meeting, and on the city government square, the murderer Wu Guang was tied up and detained on the trial platform by Wuhuada, and was escorted into a torture car by the armed police amid the spitting of the surrounding masses.

In a place called Broken Soul Dao in the southwest of Yangbei City, Wu Guang knelt on the ground, the rope of the torture line was tied from his hands to his trouser legs, he lowered his head and trembled all over his body and looked into the distance, tears mixed with clear snot slowly descended, an armed policeman wearing a white mask, holding a five-or six-type semi-active rifle, aimed at the back of his head,,,, with a bang,,, his brains splashed, a flock of birds flew in response, such a sinful soul, in the righteous trial.

Not far away, an old man in a Mao suit stood in the crowd with tears in his eyes, looking up to the sky and shouting: "Wind chimes my good daughter, you can finally rest in peace!"

Since then, I have been transferred by my parents to a martial arts boarding school! I haven't met this elderly teacher either, I don't even know his name, the only title he left me was the director of the academic affairs office of Yangbei Yucai Primary School.

However, a prank in my childhood affected my life, and perhaps since this incident, I have begun to try to understand some things that the unknown fear of human nature cannot explain, or perhaps, as my father often said, some things are better to be believed than not to be believed.