A teacher with zero training in the Hanging Class

Zhujue was silent for a long time before speaking again: "I wonder if there are any legends about heaven and hell in your world?"

After Qin Yanran heard this sentence, she felt a little strange.

"It's like you're not from this world," she said.

"Well, in my subconscious mind, this is indeed not the world I originally lived in. Although I have lost most of my memory, I still remember that the place I used to live in is called "Earth"."

Zhujue pointed to the moon and sun in the sky and continued: "On earth, the sun and moon in the sky are not one body, they are two stars. They are not like the "moon and sun" hanging in place in the sky in this world. Rotation, the moon among them will revolve around the earth, and the earth is not like the two The continent is still in space, and the earth will rotate around the sun in space, so people living on the earth can see the sun and the moon rising in the east and setting in the west. When the sun rises in the east, it is morning, and when it sets in the west, it is dusk. , Unlike the moonlight here, it’s morning and dusk when the sun is halfway up.”

Qin Yanran shook her head after listening. She felt that Zhu Jue's words were just fantasy, but she did not expose it. She just said: "There are also legends of heaven and hell here."

Zhujue nodded and asked, "Do you think your soul will go to heaven or hell if you jump from here?"

"I don't know, but as long as it's not here, anywhere is paradise to me." Qin Yanran said.

After Zhujue heard this sentence, he couldn't help but sigh heavily. Qin Yanran didn't know what he had gone through before he could say this. He is very troubled now. He doesn't know what words he should use to make Qin Yanran feel that her life is meaningful.

Do you want to tell Qin Yanran, "You have to think about your family, how painful it will be for them when you die."?

From the discussion among the students at noon yesterday, it was obvious that no one in the Qin family cared about Qin Yanran's life or death.

Qin Yanran saw Zhu Jue paused and said nothing, so she confessed directly and said: "I know you were chatting with me just to dissuade me from jumping. I am very grateful to you, including when I received the school uniform at noon yesterday. Thank you also. But Now I hope you don't stop me, I'm just doing what I want to do."

On the edge of the rooftop, Qin Yanran's thin figure stood upright, not afraid that she would lose her footing and fall.

She gently took off the blue mask on her face with her hands. Her white face did not look like she had flinched during the day. Her cold and indifferent expression was her most normal look.

Her eyes were looking directly at Zhu Jue, and she didn't dodge like she did during the day, and just looked directly at Zhu Jue indifferently.

The cold night wind blew her black hair, and the corners of the white shirt on her upper body were also gently floating.

She is perfectly normal now.

But Zhu Jue never expected that the time when Qin Yanran, who was so taciturn, looked most like a normal person, would be when she was about to commit suicide.

"Are you going to jump now?" Zhujue asked.

"If you want to stop me, I won't die even if I jump." Qin Yanran said.

After hearing this, Zhu Jue suddenly thought that in Qin Yanran's eyes, he was a master of Tao Shaping Realm. Qin Yanran felt that even if she jumped down now, Zhu Jue could pull her back to the top of the building in mid-air. After all, Masters of the Tao Shaping Realm can all fly.

However, only Zhujue himself knew that he didn't even have true energy.

"Can I go over there and sit down?" Zhu Jue pointed to the seat next to Qin Yanran and said.

"Whatever." Qin Yanran nodded.

After all, the distance of more than 20 meters is a distance that can be reached in the blink of an eye for a master of the Tao Shaping Realm. Whether Zhu Jue is standing over there or coming to her side, he can give her the chance to jump off the building. catch. The results will not change.

Seeing Qin Yanran nodding, Zhu Jue breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could get to Qin Yanran's side, he would have a chance to stop Qin Yanran from jumping off the building.

Zhujue walked over quickly. As he got closer to the edge of the rooftop, he felt that the cold wind around him was getting stronger and stronger. Although it was the beginning of school season, the night here was still very cold.

Arriving very close to Qin Yanran, Zhu Jue climbed over the guardrail and stood on the narrow edge next to Qin Yanran.

Standing on the edge, Zhu Jue's front toes were hanging a little in the air. He said he wanted to sit down, but there was no floor at all. I really don't know how Qin Yanran was sitting in this place before.

Looking at the brightly lit city below, Zhujue couldn't help but grab the guardrail behind him at this height.

Qin Yanran, on the other hand, stood there with her toes dangling in the air, not even touching the guardrail. She was really afraid that a gust of wind would blow her and she would fall.

The wind at the edge of the rooftop was a bit strong. Zhujue was wearing a teacher's uniform with a jacket, but he still felt like he was shrinking from the wind.

After taking a look at Qin Yanran's thin white shirt, Zhu Jue took off his coat and handed it to her.

Qin Yanran looked at the coat handed over by Zhu Jue and her eyes were blank for a moment. No one had treated her like this for a long, long time.

A trace of warmth flowed through her heart, but Qin Yanran did not reach out to pick up her coat: "With the physique of a cultivator, you are not afraid of the wind and cold."

Zhu Jue couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. The reason why he felt cold was because he didn't know how to cultivate. Qin Yanran was different from him. She was a monk in the third level of Qi Gathering.

After clearing up his embarrassment, Zhujue held his coat in his arms and said, "I should be the last person you have ever seen before your death. If you have something you are holding back, you might as well vent it out with me. "

"From what you said, it seems that you don't intend to stop me from committing suicide." Qin Yanran said.

"I really want to stop you, but when I think about the fact that I can stop you this time, but I can't stop you next time, I still plan to chat with you." Zhu Jue said.

"Keep chatting? Chat until I don't want to commit suicide?" Qin Yanran asked.

"I really hope so."

"Thank you for your concern for me, but you really don't have to help me anymore. I just don't want to live a cowardly life every day. I think there is nothing wrong with choosing this way to get rid of it."

Zhu Jue turned his head and took a look at Qin Yanran's small backpack, only to find that this girl likes blue so much. The mask is blue, the suitcase is blue, and the backpack is blue.

Her backpack is open, and Zhu Jue observed it closely and found that there was nothing else in her bag except a notebook and a pen, unlike other girls, who stuffed cosmetics, tissues, and some private items.

Zhu Jue said, "Do you write often?"

"I write novels." Qin Yanran took out her mobile phone, looked at the text on the screen, and said, "There are only three words left, and the book will be finished."

Zhu Jue then realized that the girl had been typing on her mobile phone with her head down during the day.

"Will you jump off the building after writing these three words?" Zhu Jue asked.

Qin Yanran nodded: "Originally I wanted to write a happy ending, but I changed my mind tonight."

"So you wrote a tragic ending?"

"Well, it's a bad ending, but I don't want it to be like this."

Hearing Qin Yanran say this, Zhu Jue said, "Then why don't you give it a perfect ending?"

"There are too many things to write, and I don't want to stay for too short a time."

"This should be the most important thing to you."

Before she died, she was still thinking about writing an ending for her novel. It can be seen how much Qin Yanran valued this book, but it was something so important to her, but she chose to end it badly.

Something must have happened tonight that made her do this.

Qin Yanran looked at the phone in her hand in silence for a long time, then shook her head: "It's nothing important, it's just that I have locked myself in the room for the past four years and have nothing to do. Only writing can make me not think about the things around me."

"When are you going to finish writing these three words?"

"When I am almost done chatting with you."

"Why do you regard chatting with me as more important than suicide?" Zhu Jue smiled.

"You helped me yesterday at noon. I have nothing to thank you for, so I can only agree to chat with you." Qin Yanran said.

"So it's a thank you gift..." Zhu Jue continued: "In that case, I want to chat with you for a while, should it be okay?"

"As long as you don't chat until the early morning."

After speaking, Qin Yanran did not choose to type the last three words in her novel, but put away her phone, squatted down and sat on the edge of the rooftop. The edge of the rooftop is very small, and Qin Yanran's half body is suspended in the air. If she is not careful, she will fall from a height of 100 meters.

Watching Qin Yanran put away her phone, Zhu Jue knew that she would not jump for the time being.

The two were silent for a moment. Zhu Jue looked at the unfamiliar night sky, and the uneasy feeling in his heart was gradually calmed down.

Compared with Qin Yanran, a depressed patient who was about to commit suicide, the severity of his amnesia seemed insignificant.

Standing next to Qin Yanran, Zhu Jue found that a certain loneliness in his spirit was being inexplicably dispelled. Perhaps it was because Qin Yanran, like him, suffered from mental illness, which made him feel a sense of similarity.

Qin Yanran didn't hear Zhu Jue speak for a long time, so she turned her head and looked at Zhu Jue, and found that he was standing there quietly at this moment, with a bit of peace on his handsome face, as if he had let go of something.

Qin Yanran couldn't help but think of what Zhu Jue said in the classroom yesterday. He said that he had just lost his memory and wanted to chat with more people. He also said that when he woke up in the vast forest, he might go crazy if no one talked to him...

Qin Yanran understood the feeling of loneliness. She had stayed in a house alone for four years. She clearly remembered that she was driven to mania and restlessness by the lonely and depressing environment for a period of time. She also smashed most of the things in her room...

Looking at Zhu Jue's face, Qin Yanran suddenly felt that Zhu Jue's previous "Arabian Nights" did not seem so fake.

She just agreed to chat with him for a while, and he showed such an expression.

Maybe this world is really strange to him.

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