70s rebirth daily

The world suddenly fell into a dead silence.

As if being electrocuted, He Zibo's body trembled violently. He swallowed, slowly raised his head, his eyes swept over the two sets of black overalls, and landed on two familiar faces.

A man and a woman were condescending, staring at He Zibo coldly, as if they were looking at a dead person. They almost said in unison: "He Zibo!"

He Zibo's legs were weak, his muscles and bones were twitching, his dilated pupils were filled with fear, and his tongue was frozen: "You, you, Song, Song..."

The middle-aged man on the left said expressionlessly: "He Zibo, your He family has been living quite comfortably these past few years!"

"That's not it," the middle-aged woman said quietly: "Your He Zibo's life was exchanged by our husband and wife, your elder brother's job was bought with our family property, and your parents' good reputation is ruining our children. Got it."

"You He family members must be very proud of stepping on our Song family!" The middle-aged man said.

"But don't you all feel guilty?" The middle-aged woman floated towards He Zibo, her voice became more and more piercing: "Revenge for kindness, wolf-hearted, sinister...

Seeing the middle-aged woman getting closer and closer to him, He Zibo staggered back two steps until his back touched the door of the dormitory, trembling all over, with his mouth half-opened: "You, what are you going to do?

The middle-aged man also floated over: "What else can I do? Of course, revenge is revenge, revenge is revenge."

The middle-aged woman stretched out her hands, and the long black nails were clearly reflected in He Zibo's constricted pupils: "It's also my fault for saving a white-eyed wolf like you and causing my three children to suffer for so many years." , since you are ungrateful, then simply give us your life back!"

As the couple sang together, He Zibo was so frightened that he trembled like chaff.

escape!

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, only this thought remained in his mind.

Thinking of this, he turned around, opened the door, and staggered out.

There was no one in the corridor, and the incandescent lamp above the head was probably short-circuited. Accompanied by the sound of crackling, faint light flashed from the old lampshade from time to time, white for a while, yellow for a while, in a blur, giving people a sense of The illusion of no end in sight.

I don't know how long he ran. He Zibo's mouth was dry and he was out of breath. Then his legs gave way and he fell to the ground with a plop. He didn't care to get up from the ground. He pricked up his ears, and the surrounding area was still dead silent. , just when he was brave enough to turn around to see if the two ghosts had caught up, a male voice suddenly sounded behind him: "You're tired from running, aren't you?"

Then a female voice sounded: "It's just right, we are tired from watching too."

He Zibo's face suddenly turned pale and yellow, as if he was dead.

As soon as the words fell, a cold palm touched the back of his head, and then pinched his head and twisted it to the right: "Did you see it?"

He Zibo only felt a blur in front of his eyes. When he fixed his eyes and looked again, he saw an empty water room. On the sink, the faucet closest to him sprang out with a thud. After a while, the enamel water below Take the basin and slowly take a basin of water.

The middle-aged man said: "If our husband and wife hadn't rescued you from the river, you would have drowned long ago, but it's not too late now—"

As he said that, the middle-aged man grabbed his hair and lifted him up from the ground. He Zibo was in pain and wanted to struggle, but he couldn't struggle. He looked terrified: "No, don't, I can't die... "

The middle-aged man acted like he was unknown, and carried He Zibo to the sink.

Seeing his distorted face clearly reflected in the water basin, He Zibo begged for mercy, his nose and tears covered his face: "I beg you, Uncle Song, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't...uh..."

The middle-aged man directly pressed his head into the enamel basin.

"Gulu... woo..." He Zibo struggled desperately as the water splashed everywhere.

……

"Isn't this He Zibo?"

There was only a loud bang, and the students passing by in the corridor subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, only to see He Zibo stumbling out of the dormitory, running down the corridor in a mess.

"what happened?"

"do not know."

"Isn't it because you were stimulated by the school's punishment to become insane?"

"Punishment, what punishment?"

"You still don't know? Let me tell you..."

Hearing the sound, the students who were staying in the dormitory also came out one after another, standing on both sides of the corridor, watching He Zibo running back and forth in the corridor desperately.

There were also people who tried to talk to him out of curiosity, but He Zibo ignored them at all and just ran away by himself.

This run was dozens of back and forth, seeing that He Zibo was so tired that he was about to spit out bile, but he still didn't stop, let alone talk to anyone.Gradually, someone figured out a different taste.

"Why do I feel something is wrong?"

"Me too……"

"I don't know why, but I have a feeling that he is being chased by something and is running for his life?"

"Who, who is chasing him?"

"...Is there a ghost?"

"What nonsense, now is a new society, and science is advocated..."

"How about, let's stop He Zibo, if he keeps running like this, I'm worried that something will happen."

"Okay, you go..."

"I won't go, didn't you say to advocate science, you go."

"I'll go, I'll go!"

While talking, a tall and thin man squeezed out of the crowd, and just as he mustered up his courage to stop the oncoming He Zibo, the other party fell to the ground with a plop, with his head only two centimeters away from the tip of his shoe .

Before the slim tall man came back to his senses, He Zibo suddenly turned his head to look at the water room, struggled to get up from the ground, and moved towards the sink with his hands and feet waving.

Then, under everyone's suspicious eyes, he raised his head and plunged into the water basin.

The owner of the water basin was immediately stunned, didn't he just bend over to tie a shoelace... In a daze, his eyes fell on the pair of smelly socks soaking in the water basin, and he shivered subconsciously.

Seeing He Zibo struggling desperately, everyone seemed to realize something, and all took a step back.

"He, he, he, does he want to come out of the water?"

"It seems so!"

"Nobody held him down, did they?"

"No, no one."

"Can I -- can I take back what I just said about advocating science?"

"Then, now what, what should I do now?"

"You ask me how do I know!"

As soon as the words were finished, He Zibo suddenly raised his head from the water, only to hear a whimper, and the water splashed all over the face of the basin owner.

……

Just when He Zibo thought he was going to die, he didn't know where he got the strength, put both hands on the sink, and with a sudden force, he broke free from the shackles of the middle-aged man.

escape--

At this moment, the corner of He Zibo's eyes suddenly fell on the door not far away, and under the streetlight outside the door, three security guards could be vaguely seen chatting about something, pointing fingers, so unhappy.

"Help, help—" With the last of his strength, he whimpered, and without thinking about anything else, he rolled and crawled, stepped on the steps, and stepped out of the door.

……

The owner of the basin almost reflexively reached out and wiped the water splash on his face. You may not believe it. When he saw the water mark on his palm, his first thought was not disgusting, but glad that he washed socks instead of panties.

"He Zibo, what are you doing?"

Just when the owner of the water basin breathed a sigh of relief, there was a sudden exclamation in his ears. He raised his head, only to see He Zibo running past him like a gust of wind, stepping on the sink and jumping onto the window sill. Then leap forward—

After two seconds, or three seconds, there was only a bang, which instantly stunned the crowd of onlookers.

——This is the third floor!

"What are you still doing in a daze, quickly, you go to the dormitory supervisor, you go to the teacher, and I'll go to the security guard."

There is no need to say anything about the fuss.

……

"It's time to eat." Xu Shujian shouted from the kitchen.

"En." Song Fengchen responded, then picked up the three straw figures on the coffee table, twisted them into a ball, and threw them into the trash can.

After doing this, he couldn't help but whistled.

It was He Zibo who jumped off by himself and had nothing to do with him.