I still don't want to go to school today

"Who is it?" someone asked. "Is something wrong?"

Fu Luojia looked up for a long time but couldn't see who asked, so he didn't bother to answer.

But Xu Zhibian's reaction was quick, he turned around and walked this way as soon as he pressed the cigarette.Several people standing with him wanted to follow, but he stopped them.

Although Xu Zhibian walked quickly, the time it took seemed unreasonably long.Fu Luojia's eyes turned around on those sparks emitting blue smoke, and the little finger of his right hand unnaturally curled up several times.

Xu Zhibian stopped under the stands and looked up at him. "Did you come to see me, what's the matter?"

Fu Luojia looked at him for a moment before speaking.

"You're dirty."

"Ah?" Xu Zhibian lowered his head - the short sleeves of No. [-] Middle School's summer school uniform are white, with only a black border on the collar and cuffs, which is consistent with the style of autumn and winter school uniforms.Therefore, the sporadic dark red on his chest is very conspicuous, and it seems to be deepening continuously.

Xu Zhijian gave a "tsk", as if subconsciously raised his arms to take the short-sleeved shirt off his body, but then he held back when he realized that it didn't seem appropriate to do so.

"...how did you do it?" Fu Luojia was not surprised.

"I didn't see him bleeding." Xu Zhibian frowned and looked back, "I'll go to the toilet to clean it first—"

Fu Luojia threw him the new school uniform that was at hand.Xu Zhibian probably didn't expect this at all. After taking it, he stood there in a daze for a few seconds, "This...is taken from my seat? How could you think of taking this?"

"Isn't it necessary?" he asked.

"No - I mean," Xu Zhibian picked up the stained piece of fabric and held it in his hands. "...What a coincidence. Just in time."

"It's already 07:30," he said.

Xu Zhijian took out his mobile phone and checked the time, "Yes, it's 31:[-]. What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"Not leaving yet?"

Xu Zhibian raised his head. "Go? Where are you going?"

"Today is Friday."

He didn't really want to meet Xu Zhijian's eyes, so he looked in another direction.

A pair of mother and son with rackets came in from the door.The child didn't find anything wrong with the court, so he bounced all the way over.Recently, the group of smokers was separated by a net from him.

"Wow you guys are smoking!"

No one cares about him.

"Why is that man kneeling like this, won't his knees be uncomfortable?"

"Why are you yelling, you are the only one who can talk, right..." His mother rushed up, holding him in her arms, and walked back.

"Where are you going? Don't you play ball anymore?" The child was still turning around frequently.

"Shut up and don't look back!"

At this time, Xu Zhijian suddenly walked up to the stands in three steps in two.He moved to the side to make room, but was pinned down by the shoulders. "How do you know? Did you see those videos? Or the chat logs—"

"I didn't turn over your phone." He shouldn't have interrupted in such a blunt tone.

Xu Zhibian looked at his face, hesitated for a moment and let go of his hand. "What's the matter, unhappy?"

"I never checked your phone," he repeated.

"Then how do you—"

He interrupted again. "when are we leaving?"

Xu Zhibian shook his head, "I'm not leaving. Can I wait here? I'll ride the bike over, and we'll go home later—"

"Why not?" He stood up.

"Huh? How—"

"I'll go with you. Go now."

……

He knew that the place was a bit remote, but he didn't expect it to be so remote.

After going around half a barren slope, there is finally a street with sparse lights.The light boxes covered with dust from several shops were placed on the side of the road, and there were a few circles of small lanterns wrapped around them indiscriminately.

The light bulbs of the lanterns are thin and long, like small tentacles growing out of a light box.A few beer bottles that had been empty for an unknown amount of time rolled to the side, and there was a puddle of greasy-looking liquid on the ground facing the mouth of the bottle.The liquid stretched from the sidewalk to the road, and the steps separating the two were covered with a thick layer of blue-black moss.

Most of the buildings on both sides did not exceed three floors, and the outer walls were yellow and black as if they had been scorched.It's a mystery whether people live in it-some windows have shiny new guardrails, some windows don't even have a piece of glass, and the window lattices are even wooden, half of them falling off and hanging in the air.

The nature of the once-a-week "inner gatherings" chosen in such places seems to be being quietly revealed.

Suddenly he rang the bell.The dull darkness in front of him didn't seem to be disturbed in any way, Xu Zhijian who was leaning on his back straightened up.

"What's the matter, anyone?"

"No one." It was because there was no one that he wanted to make a sound.

"... There are relatively few people here. There must be a lot of people here now, but they won't come outside."

"Still ahead?"

"On the left side of the intersection ahead."

Xu Zhijian actually figured it out when he was on the road.

"Did Li Xin tell you?"

What Phroka wrote on that note was a place and a time.

He put a small knife in his bag - the blade had rusted somehow - into his coat, and sat on the railing of the roof of the teaching building to wait for more than ten minutes.Then the iron door, which had been smashed and unlocked again, rang, and a tall and strong figure flashed in.

"Who broke my lock again? Didn't the school not let you go up after the incident last time—"

"I smashed it."

"Oh, then—that's fine." Li Xin walked over with his pockets in his pockets, "Why are you looking for me, you finally want to listen to me? Why am I still writing you notes like a kindergartener? —”

Do you want to tell him?Fu Luojia thought for a while, and finally said, "I brought a knife."

"what?"

"Let's start talking."

"Wait, what did you just say? What did you bring?" He took his hands out of his pockets again, which made the relaxed posture just now very deliberate.

"You, and Sun Qiya—" Fu Luojia looked him up and down for a while, "Which one of you likes Xu Zhijian?"

Li Xin just uttered the word "what" before he cut it off.

"—so you like him."

"You...you fucking think too much, right?! How come I like him, which idiot told you—"

He stared at Li Xin's rapidly rising and falling chest. "What else, tell me."

"I want to make it clear to you—"

"Then you come here," he said.

Li Xin's strength was a little stronger than he imagined.But generally speaking, it lacks skills and the bottom plate is very floating.After seeing the blood, his whole body spread out on the ground as if his skeleton had been taken away. Fu Luojia let go of his hand, and his arm that was cut behind his back also hung limply.

"I'm going to die——I'm dead...you killed people..." Half of his face was pressed on the ground with weeds, and he could not speak clearly when he spoke.

Fu Luojia took out a paper towel and wiped his palms, the scars there were cracked a few times.Li Xin's kicks all kicked his calf, and he felt numb and swollen from the knee down.

The incision on the wrist cannot be said to be shallow, but the bleeding stopped within a few minutes.He stretched out his hand and pressed it, and Li Xin screamed again, repeating the words "death" and "murder" over and over again.

Another bloodstain snaked out, but there was only one.Pressing and pressing the incision was completely blocked, and a bright red scar began to form.

He turned Li Xin over to confirm, and he was really alive and well. "You're done—you're going to jail—"

Not even a little white face.

"Continue. You said you have a circle, and then what?" He reached for the other hand that was pressed under Li Xin's body, "Who are there, and how do you know each other?"

"You, are you sick? You're just... just mentally ill—I was wrong, can I be wrong? I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore... Don't, don't——I was wrong, I was wrong I was wrong - ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

That word made him a little uncomfortable, so he defended anyway. "I'm just trying."

In the end he managed to sort things out.

Then find a chance to see it, he thought.