Anson was awakened by the sound of an alarm, muttered a few words, and sat up from the bed. He kicked the bed twice and shouted: "One meter two, one meter two!" Bring up my shoes! ”

Usually one meter two who is obedient to Anson's words like a holy decree, I don't know what happened today, and I didn't pay attention to him for half a day. He waited for a while and still didn't see Yimier's shoes up, and suddenly climbed down from the top bunk in a huff, and when he came down, he was dumbfounded - Yuan Ren was not in bed at all.

Anson frowned, knocked on the steel bed frame, woke up the other students in the dormitory, and asked, "Which of you has seen one meter two?" ”

The others were confused, saying that they hadn't seen it, Anson thought about it, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He put on his shoes, walked to the door, pulled the bolt, slammed open the door of the dormitory, and shouted: "One meter two!" ”

It was quiet outside the door, and there was no one. The rest of the dorm looked at Anson like fools, wondering what he was doing. Anson smiled awkwardly, and thought angrily: "Damn one meter two, where did you go?" You deserve to lock the door so you can't come back, freeze you bastard! ”

Life in school is boring, repeating the same thing day after day. I woke up early in the morning, and when the time came, the alarm bell in the boys' dormitory rang one after another. The dormitory building, which had been quiet all night, began to make noise as if it had suddenly come to life. The boys walked in pairs and in twos and threes, and rushed to the school's playground to assemble together, which is the school rule of the 14th Middle School, and every morning after getting up, they have to roll call and run in the playground according to their class.

The huge dormitory building was empty after a short time, and as the administrator on the first floor squeaked shut the iron door, the dormitory building regained that eerie silence.

The playground was full of students, girls chattering from distant dormitories to meet the boys, and the homeroom teachers of each class were taking a roll call. Anson and his classmates in the dormitory found the queue for their class, found their place, and after standing still, he began to look around, and after looking for a long time, he was disappointed.

The tall man, who had always stood quietly at the back of the line, had not appeared until now, and he did not know where he had gone. Anson shook his head, trying not to think about the one-meter-two. Didn't he just lock the door and not let him come back? Could he still be dead? Such a big living person, maybe somewhere to sleep.

But deep down in Anson's heart, he couldn't help but have a sense of foreboding, as if he had heard a terrible scream at night, and he thought it was a dream. Is it really a dream?

Until the end of the morning exercise, one meter two did not appear. But no one cared at all, his sense of existence was extremely weak, except for the head teacher's muttering, only Anson was still worried about his whereabouts.

The big man of two meters and one lives like a transparent person, and his classmates don't even remember his name. The one-meter two score is ordinary and silent, he always walks silently in the last row of the line, and rarely communicates with others. Who cares if such a person is dead or alive?

The sophomore classrooms are located on the third, fourth, and fifth floors, and Anson's sophomore and sixth classes are on the fifth floor against the stairs. There were two classes in the morning, one English morning reading and one math class, and the time flew by, and it was time for school to end in a blink of an eye. He didn't show up in the morning, and no one asked about him, as if he didn't exist at all. Only Anson felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, although he always bullied 1.2, but he was the person who knew 1.2 best, he had never seen 1.2 skip class, no matter when.

When the bell rang, the teacher had not yet walked out of the classroom, and the students had already rushed out. There is not much time left for them to eat breakfast, and the school cafeteria is too small, so if they don't hurry, they are likely to be late, or they will starve. Anson huddled in the crowd and walked downstairs silently, and when he reached the corner of the fourth floor, his eyes suddenly widened.

What the? Is it one meter two?

Anson saw a tall and thin man standing in the corridor on the third floor, and that person stood there silently, as if countless classmates passed by, as if they didn't see him. Anson felt a little dazzled, he rubbed his eyes, and was startled. The person standing there is exactly one meter two who has not been seen all morning!

But there is something different about one meter two, his expression is blank, his eyes are blood-red, and his face is blue and white. He just stood straight, not knowing what he was looking at. Anson swallowed, waved his hand and shouted, "One meter two!" ”

One meter and two raised his head and looked at Anson and smiled stupidly. Anson felt creepy, he had never seen a person laugh so gloomy, he was stunned for a moment, and scolded and said, "Stinky boy and I are pretending to be a ghost and disappearing, are you itchy skin?" ”

Speaking of this, Anson was suddenly stunned. Because one meter two suddenly disappeared, it was so inexplicable and disappeared without any warning. Anson rubbed his eyes in disbelief, one meter two was really gone! Something seemed to have been left behind where he stood. Anson stumbled away from his classmates, ran to the third floor, walked to the place where 1.2 meters had appeared, and saw a pair of leather shoes quietly placed there.

Anson's mouth grew and he couldn't believe what he saw, he pointed to his leather shoes and shouted, "Who are these shoes?" Who saw 1.2 meters? ”

The surrounding classmates all looked at Anson with surprised eyes, very incomprehensible about his behavior, and a boy smiled kindly and said, "Classmate, stop playing pranks, what leather shoes are here?" How can there be any one-meter-two? Go eat or you'll be late. ”

The crowd whirred downstairs, and Anson was the only one standing there on the third floor, startled by the boy's words. What kind of leather shoes are there? Where is there a meter two? Wouldn't the leather shoes just be stored here? Why can't they see it? One meter two was standing here just now, why can't they see it?

Anson felt that something strange had happened, something very bad, and he tried to take his eyes off his shoes and prepare to step out of here. But at this time, the leather shoes suddenly moved on their own!

As if tied to an invisible rope, the leather shoes walked up and down the corridor like marionettes, making a "click, click" sound. Anson's mouth was open, but he didn't make any sound at all, and his eyes looked at the leather shoes that no master would walk with, and his whole body began to tremble.

The leather shoes walked down the hallway for a while, then suddenly stopped, not far from Anson. He reached out and covered his mouth and bit down hard, the sharp pain regaining his mobility. He shuddered, and slowly leaned against the wall to walk around the leather shoes, his eyes kept staring at the strange leather shoes, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

The leather shoes shook suddenly, and a large amount of blood gushed out from them, and the dark red and viscous blood instantly flowed all over the corridor, and slowly approached Anson! Anson's spirit was close to breaking down, and he screamed violently and ran away despite a U-turn! There seemed to be a strange sound behind him, as if something was chasing after him, right behind his ear.

Usually, some students skip breakfast to save time to study for a while, and they just eat a steamed bun to deal with it. But today, for some reason, the school building was surprisingly quiet, and no matter how loud Anson screamed, no one came out to take a look. Anson ran very fast, screaming all the way down the first floor from the third floor, and the moment he rushed out of the corridor, something suddenly fell heavily from the sky!

Anson was frightened by the sudden fall of something, and he looked intently, and suddenly felt a cool breath jump from his head to his feet. What did it fall from? It's clearly one meter two! One meter and two fell from an unknown height, the whole person was flattened, his head was cracked like a rotten watermelon, several broken ribs penetrated his back to reveal half a bone spur, one leg was twisted at an extremely strange angle, and the broken bone residue was faintly visible in the blurred flesh and blood.

"Ahh Yes! Ah......h

Anson screamed frantically, rubbing his head vigorously with both hands on his face, looking incredulous. He didn't expect that One Meter Two would die, and it was such a cruel way to die. This was hard for him to accept, he screamed, screamed, and suddenly, the one-meter-two shattered head moved. Anson froze, a terrific fear that stiffened his body.

One meter two's head had been shattered into several pieces, and one of the pieces with eyeballs shook a few times, and suddenly winked at Anson! Anson yelled "ahhh He didn't pay attention to his feet as he ran, and as he ran, he tripped over a cocked floor tile.

Anson's force was so ferocious that he flew into the air after he tripped up, and then threw a parabola and fell to the ground.

Because he was too fast and had too much strength, Anson didn't have time to make any adjustments in mid-air. When he landed, it was his neck that hit the ground first, and his head was raised high, and his neck was completely broken. His buttocks were pressed against his head, his waist was folded in half, his vertebrae pierced through his belly to reveal it, his legs were flat on his back like yoga, and his feet were hanging in front of him.

Even though he had been thrown so badly, Anson was not dead, blood was constantly gushing from the corners of his mouth, and his fingers were still moving. His eyes were dripping with bloody tears, and his lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he couldn't say anything.

The blood began to flow wantonly, and soon stained a large area of the floor tiles, and Anson's body fell to the ground alone, his eyes not closed until death, full of unwillingness and fear.

What did he want to say?

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