"Whew! Roar! "Roar!!"

A chaotic roar resounded through the barren streets, and dead bodies continued to trample over the ruins, one after another, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller.

The sky is haze, the streets are haze, and the clothes of the dead are filthy and haze.

Xia You held the metal pipe in his hand, and in front of him was a dense body of dead bodies, and the dead alleys behind him could no longer be avoided, and the dead bodies with hideous faces were approaching with a foul smell.

"Xia You, there's no exit!!"

The hurried voices of the women in the dead alley came, Xia You didn't look back, just gasped slightly, and tightened the long metal pipe in his hand.

The fishy wind swept by, swaying the corners of Xia You's clothes and picking up the shatters on his forehead. He knew it was a last-ditch battle.

If you win, you can escape here with the girls.

To lose, to die.

Several girls supported each other, their delicate and fair skin was already covered with black and gray as wolves, but several pairs of eyes were staring at the back that stood in front of them.

There was no support, no extra weapons. They were exhausted after the run just now, and now the only one who could save them was Xia You.

It's just Xia You.

The wind was a little harsh.

The sound of gum bumps came and went, Xia You tightened the metal tube in his hand, and the rough heaviness from it calmed Xia You a little.

The dead bodies of the commotion are getting closer and closer.

Seeing them grinning and roaring with sharp teeth, Xia Youshou did not retreat at the entrance of the alley, but took a step forward.

"Boom!"

The metal pipe whizzed and played a stick flower on the ground, and there was a heavy muffled sound, Xia You let out a long breath of turbidity in the wind, and in the ring of cold air in his hand, Xia You looked at the dead body rushing like an ocean, and his eyes suddenly froze:

Come on!

The pages of the book are sprinkled with agarwood.

Outside, the lush foliage swayed. Occasionally, a refreshing breeze blew from the window, and the faint fragrance of flowers was immediately masked by the smell of book ink.

Xia You sat quietly on the seat by the window of the classroom, unconsciously fiddling with a string of jade-like and wood-like Buddha beads on his wrist with only six pieces, looking at the clear sky outside the window with his eyes, his body was still tired and drowsy.

It's the tenth day in a row.

For ten days in a row, Xia You had the same dream, and every day he dreamed that he was sitting in the tram, huddled with others in the corner, rhythming with the rhythm of the carriage, and listening to the sound of rolling the tracks and being silent.

In that dream, whether it was the cold touch of the walls of the carriage, or the smell of sweat and perfume mixed with the crowded people, it was so real.

It's so real that Xia You can't tell it at all, it's a dream.

It's so real that every time Xia You wakes up and readjusts to the environment, he is in a trance until he is almost late to wake up.

And it's tiring. I feel more tired when I wake up than I feel before I go to bed. This made Xia You more and more tired day by day.

Fortunately, there is no need to make up classes tomorrow and Saturday, and the holiday will be available soon.

Xia You thought about it, and began to resist the tide of sleepiness again.

"Bang!"

The desk was knocked so that Xia You woke up, and the books on the table were also knocked to the ground.

When I saw it clearly, I realized that it was a classmate who was playing and accidentally bumped into my desk.

Xia You silently picked up the book and didn't speak, just looked up at his classmates who hit his desk.

The classmates who bumped into his desk also looked over, but they didn't want to apologize or say anything kind, but they just quieted down and looked at Xia You.

Xia You said that it was fake not to be annoyed, and just as he wanted to speak, the class bell suddenly rang throughout the classroom.

The classmate glanced at Xia You indifferently and walked back to his seat without saying anything.

It's that attitude again!

Xia You clenched his fists, withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and slowly let go. It's just that the next moment it's clenched again.

He saw that the teacher, who was the head teacher, had walked in, and looking at the test paper in the teacher's hand, Xia You's mood sank again.

"Alright, class."

The homeroom teacher put the test paper on the podium and wiped the swollen black mole on the itchy nose: "The results of the last mock exam are out." ”

Here it comes!

Xia You pursed his lips and retracted his gaze to look at his desktop.

The head teacher's surname is Tian, what is the specific name Xia You doesn't know, he only knows that the head teacher is nicknamed Tian Black Mole because of that special facial feature.

And for Xia You, Tian Hei Mole is an extremely cheap head teacher.

"There are students in the class who are in second place in the grade, but the average grade point in the class is the lowest in our class. Some students directly pulled down the grades of the entire class. ”

Tian Heimo's words paused for a moment, and his eyes swept Xia You's place as if he was nothing, before continuing to speak lightly:

"Some students have already misbehaved, I hope he can at least be more serious in his studies and focus on his studies, at least this can be remedied, instead of dragging everyone back."

Tian Hei Mole began to bow his head and distribute the report card after saying a sentence seemingly casually, but there was a low snicker and sneer in the class.

Xia You kept clenching his fists and raised his head expressionlessly. Maybe it's a psychological effect, but Xia You feels that all the faces he sees are mocking.

Xia You silently took a deep breath.

He thought he would get used to it, but he couldn't be truly indifferent every time. will be ridiculed he knows that he knows that it will be like this from tian hei mole picked up the test paper and came in, after all, it is not the first time.

Originally, he didn't deal with Tian Heimo, but this time he couldn't concentrate because of that strange dream, and his grades were worse than usual.

It's just that this kind of difference, thinking about it, has become the object of Tian Heimo's sneering and sneering, and the class laughs at superiority.

Xia You didn't look up, continued to clench his fists silently, and then, like an outsider, watched the others make a mess of joy or annoyance after the test papers.

"Are you alright?"

In the commotion in the class, the sound from the side made Xia You pause slightly, and turned his head to look at the side column, Wang Zixuan, who was sitting very straight, was watching him push his glasses.

Since the news of that incident spread, Wang Zixuan was the only one who didn't wear colored glasses on him, nor did he secretly mock him like everyone else. Seeing the concerned eyes of the only friend in the class, Xia You smiled.

"It's fine."

"Are you really okay?"

"Although I can't learn anything here, I have at least learned one thing: if you don't have the ability to change the situation, try to be open-minded. Otherwise, I will die of depression every day. ”

Xia You didn't know if he looked relaxed now, but he wanted to make himself feel relaxed.

"Hmm."

Wang Zixuan pushed his glasses, nodded very dullly, and didn't continue to ask. And the fact that others passed him the transcript also made him turn his head back.

Xia You also slowly put away the smile on his face, glanced at the classroom again like an outsider, and then turned his head to look out the window.

It's a little tormenting, a little habitual, Xia You doesn't actually expect to get the kindness of many people. This kind of rejection, both explicit and implicit, began soon after the beginning of the school year.

It's uncomfortable, but Xia You won't shrink himself for their attitude.

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, Xia You rubbed his head and continued to look out the window.

Watching the birds in the air, the clouds rolling up, until he came home from school, and lay on the bed after washing, Xia You felt like he was in a daze.

Knowing that he was going to sleep, Xia You still put on his shoes and then half lay down on the bed, it was uncomfortable to wear shoes, but it would be even more uncomfortable if he didn't wear shoes and wait until he re-entered that dream.

'Something must be done tonight!' ’

Thinking so in his heart, Xia You slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in a trance.

He didn't see that the string of Buddhas in his hand suddenly lit up

Cold, shaky

The sound of clothes rubbing against each other was clear.

When Xia You opened his eyes again, it was the tram he was already familiar with.

A dream that has been familiar for ten days, a dream that has been repeated for ten days.

The carriage moved with the sound of rolling rails, and the crowded office workers around looked at Xia You with some surprise in numbness, but quickly retracted their gaze.

Xia You balanced his body, then stretched out his crowded space, looked down at the shoes he was wearing, and sure enough, they also appeared in this dream, and he didn't know how to describe his current messy mood.

It's too real.

Whether it's the force of pushing around and others, the smell and smell of office workers' suits, the sound of light or heavy breathing around, or the scenery flying by outside the car window

Compared with the beginning, Xia You has less panic and helplessness, and more curiosity and adaptation.

In countries where you go to work and school by train every day, Xia You only knows that the mud bombardment is like this, and some of the advertisements posted on the carriage are Japanese logos, and Xia You can't understand it, so he can guess how much he is in a Japanese train. But the people around him have a conversation or two from time to time, but Xia You can understand it.

Xia You didn't know what the reason was, and it was also the magic of this real dream.

"Hara Mihama"

Xia You looked at the stop sign outside when the door opened, but he didn't mean to get off. Even if he wanted to do it very much, but now he didn't understand anything about this real dream, and he always had a sense of awe that he didn't dare to act rashly.

The station arrived again and again, and the people around Xia You changed again and again. When he was about to arrive at the station, Xia You gritted his teeth this time, and finally decided to chase the crowd to the door.

It's been repeated so many times, he doesn't know what this portends, Xia You doesn't want to repeat it anymore.

The footsteps hesitantly stopped and stopped, and the determination repeatedly collapsed and was repeatedly firm. But suddenly, Xia You's footsteps stopped abruptly in a casual glance.

On the bench leaning across the door, he saw a man sitting quietly.

A man who made him like a thunderbolt.

Xia You's eyes widened in disbelief instantly.

"Katsura?!"

Xia You was still standing in place in a daze, shouting unconsciously, and suddenly there was a push behind him, and the huge force made Xia You, who was caught off guard, lose his balance in an instant and crashed out.

In a hurry, he couldn't control his body rushing forward at all, Xia You staggered with his unbalanced steps, and bumped into the girl who had just raised her head.

"Bang!!"

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