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"...little mute—"

"Little mute—what are you doing here?"

There was a voice that fluttered and flickered, as if it had come from a long journey, and when it approached, it suddenly rushed into Li Fan's ear. Li Fan was startled, opened his eyes wide, and looked around in horror. There seemed to be a thick fog in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly. , and no one was found.

He clutched the strap of his schoolbag tightly, and wanted to run out, but the ground became rough at some point. He felt that he stepped on a deep muddy pit, and his body could not help but crooked and fell into a ball. Soft, don't know what's on it.

All the light was taken out in an instant!

"Mom—" Li Fan choked out two words from his throat as he tugged on the strap of his schoolbag in this fallen position, it was so dark.

He stepped on the soft mass, his limbs were weak but he was struggling to stand up. Suddenly, a hand descended from the sky, with five fingers spread out, grabbed his forehead and pressed him down forcefully. He stretched out his arm and waved it out of thin air, but Just hit a cloud of air.

A ray of light pierced the darkness, and in front of him was a big pale face with a grin from the corners of his mouth to his ears. He immediately withdrew his arms and hugged his head and turned to the right. There was another playful face. The left side was still the same. Facebook-like clown face.

He retracted his legs, hugged his knees, and buried his head in his knees trembling.

Those people began to kick him with their legs and stretched out their hands to grab his hair. He was at a loss and forgot to resist. He could only move in small steps, hugging his knees and retreating back and forth. The surrounding lights flickered on those people. On the face, near and far away.

The voice that had been floating for a long time came back again, and he cautiously exposed one eye from the crook of his arm. He saw the big mouths on those faces opening and closing, but those voices sounded like they had traveled a long way.

"say something--"

"Little dumb, didn't you just talk?"

"Calling you mom, right...but what about your mom hahaha"

"Hey, how dare you come to school?"

Until a person walked behind him and pulled his schoolbag hard, he finally stood up like a child who was about to lose his only protection, with a deep kick and a shallow kick, crookedly but firmly ran into the white mist.

Can't see clearly, can't see clearly, he can only run forward based on feeling.

As he was running, his feet suddenly turned into stairs, and his legs ran up step by step involuntarily. It was very dark around him, but he seemed to be able to see it, until he opened a door, and the light outside It was only from a distance that the darkness was squeezed out and surged in.

He came to a rooftop, and not far from the rooftop was a woman covered in blood. The woman fell to the ground in a red cheongsam, and stretched out her bony hand to him with difficulty.

"Fanfan, you, cough... Did you just... call me?" The woman's voice was so weak that she couldn't complete a sentence.

Li Fan felt something on his face, it was hot and humid, he wiped his face, only to realize that at some point, tears were streaming down his face.

He tried to move forward, but his feet still didn't work.

"Yes, you... come here, Fanfan, come here... Mommy, cough cough—" The woman took a rough breath, and then coughed violently, feeling like she was about to cough out her entire lung.

Li Fan used all his strength to drag his stone-heavy foot to the distance of half a palm forward. He tried his best to resist his consciousness, stretched out his arm, and wanted to reach the bony hand in the air.

Getting closer and closer, with only a few centimeters left, he was shocked suddenly, as if he was extremely afraid of something, he retracted his hand like lightning and ran to the side until he hit the safety fence hard and couldn't run anymore.

He looked downstairs, and the white mist appeared again. It seemed that there were tall buildings, and he couldn't see the bottom.

At this time, a man whose face could not be seen appeared out of nowhere, and pushed him out violently. He was caught off guard, and his feet flew off the ground. He wanted to grab the sleeve of the man's black suit, but his hands went through. I can stretch out my hand, look at the roof, and fall downstairs in weightlessness.

Li Fan felt that his body was falling rapidly, he twitched, opened his eyes suddenly, and woke up like a drowning person being rescued ashore, he exhaled several times in a hurry.

He refused to blink, until his eyes were very dry and the upper and lower eyelids closed together physiologically, he seemed to be sure that he had woken up.

The white ceiling above, below are the bed boards, quilts, and pillows of the dormitory. It’s so nice to be in the dormitory.

Li Fan pulled out his hand from the quilt, looking for the pendant that was running to the back of his neck due to his sleeping position, and holding it tightly, his fingers unconsciously traced the arc of the white jade ring on the pendant, stroking it round and round.

When he finally calmed down, he slowly sat up under the quilt, raised one corner of his mouth, and gave a soft "tsk" sound as if mocking.

He bent down, fumbled for the phone at the foot of the bed, and turned on the screen.

It was past four in the middle of the night.

It was so quiet, he turned his head and looked at the bed next door, and with the slight light coming in from the corridor, he saw that Huacheng was still in the posture when he fell asleep, motionless.

Li Fan suddenly wanted to play a prank, push Hwaseong to wake him up, and then listen to Hwaseong talking to him in a neutral way, like "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, are you going to be a thief?" He paused, so that he could laugh and play tricks.

However, how could a person like Hwaseong scold others?

He sat for a while before tiptoeing out of bed and took out a pair of headphones from the desk drawer.

When he came back, he put the pillow on the wall, leaned against it, and pulled the quilt to cover his legs.

After plugging in the earphones and unlocking the screen of the phone, Li Fan turned on an unpopular music station in the middle of the night with ease, and closed his eyes slightly.

He thought, it is better not to doze off in English class tomorrow.

There's no better place, he thought, than high school, with so many friends, unlike... junior high.

After finally staying up in the morning, Li Fan left the dormitory very early, earlier than Hwaseong. He wandered around the campus and went to the court to play a game. Classroom, sweating profusely, sitting in the classroom.

Seeing Li Fan throwing the basketball under the table, Hwaseong wiped the sweat on his brow with his hand, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and put it on Li Fan's table.

"Ah? Thank you." Li Fan tore open the paper towel, raised his head and said to Hwaseong.

It's strange everywhere, but Hwaseong is not interested in other people's affairs, so he doesn't ask.

"Xiao Lizi, the class next door said they are going on an autumn outing, do you think our class has one?" Every time Zhou Dazheng talked to Li Fan, he would "transmit voices across thousands of miles". Shout out loud.

The people in the class immediately caught the keyword "autumn outing", and those who heard it began to discuss in a hurry, as if dozens of megaphones were turned on at once.

Sitting in his seat, Li Fan felt that it would be silly to go over and say something to Zhou Dazheng, but he might not be able to hear him, so he threw a ball of paper towards Zhou Dazheng, a perfect parabola, right on his forehead.

Zhou Dazheng said "fuck" in a low voice, opened the paper ball, and on it was Li's "cursive script": "Yes, isn't this a special feature of our school? 'Last Supper' or something!"

The people in the class are still frying the pot.

"Where do you think our class is going?"

"Usually the nearby bus can get there in a few hours."

"Actually, those few places are convenient."

"It's fine to go if you have to. Just give me two more days off. I don't care where he goes!"

……

The mustache Kong Lin, as the host of the class meeting, came late.

"Everyone, be quiet." Kong Lin was wearing a white short-sleeved polo shirt today. The hem of the clothes was tucked into the black suit pants, which narrowly covered the fat around his waist like a swimming ring. He patted the tabletop of the podium and said: "I know that you have just finished the monthly exam, and now you are a little excited. What you heard about the autumn outing is also true. Be quiet and listen to me. If you are not quiet, I will not say anything." ..."

With the support of Kong Lin and the support of the class committee, the restless class finally calmed down.

Kong Lin raised his hand and stroked his mustache: "The time for our class's autumn outing, I have already discussed with the class committee members, it will be Thursday and Friday this week, two days and one night, come back from the autumn outing, you can continue the weekend vacation , do you have any opinions?"

"No—yes—" everyone said in unison.

Kong Lin nodded with satisfaction: "The class committees took care of everyone's financial problems, and tried to find some places with high cost performance. We eliminated a few, and now there are only two left. The students decided to vote for them."

Kong Lin picked up the A4 paper on the podium and said, "Option A is a one-day trip to an exotic town, and the next day's project is a barbecue game in the villa. Option B is to take a boat tour on the river and taste local specialties on the boat." Fisherman’s dinner, the next day is to climb the hundred-step ladder, you can start writing now, free discussion is not prohibited, write the ticket and submit it to the monitor for statistics, and write the ticket as a default registration.”

When Kong Lin finished speaking the four words "free discussion", the class had already exploded again, and directly drowned out the words "the class monitor collected the statistics after class, and wrote the default registration of the ticket".

"Do you know, this is the last benefit of the three years of high school, don't talk about autumn outings after that, after the next semester, even the weekend will only have half a day left, it's not human!"

"Yes, yes, have fun, play like crazy!"

"Do you think Mustache will go with us?"

"Yes, it's not a big devil anyway, everything is easy to talk about!"

"How is it possible, they all have to evaluate the monthly exam papers!"

……

Talking all over, Li Fan twirled the pen with his fingers fancy, still undecided, he asked Hwaseong: "Do you think the barbecue game is better or the fisherman's dinner?"

Hwaseong was worrying about the current high decibel level in the class, but he couldn't help laughing when he heard it: "You only pay attention to this?"

"No, I was thinking," Li Fan put down his pen heavily, and touched his chin once and for all, looking like he was having a hard time making a choice: "Do you think there are some exotic snacks in that exotic town? Where is the shop?"

The corner of Huacheng's mouth twitched suddenly, and he really couldn't figure out the profound connotation of someone's "nor": "Well, as far as I know, there are some European-style buildings and European-style forest garden designs in exotic towns. Guess you don't like it."

"Tsk," Li Fan raised his eyebrows at Huacheng, and snapped his fingers neatly: "I understand! But, how do you know, have you been there?"

"No," Hwaseong said, "It was introduced in a travel magazine I read before, and the name is very good, but in fact, it won't be very fun to imitate."

"Awesome, you read this kind of magazine too! Then I'll listen to you!"

So Li Fan unrestrainedly tore off a piece of paper in the draft book with a "swoosh", then tore it in half randomly, picked up a pen and wrote a capital English letter "B" on each.

Hwaseong didn't pay much attention until Li Fan stood up excitedly with two pieces of paper and ran to the monitor, saying, "Xueba, I'll hand it in for you!"

"What? Wait!" Huacheng stood up abruptly, only to see that Li Fan had squeezed into the crowd around the monitor's seat.

Hwaseong: "..."

It turns out that you were discussing with me just now, asking for my opinion?

He shook his head, sighed, and thought about going to the monitor to get the votes back, but would it be too hypocritical to get the votes back after voting.

Hwaseong, who thought too much, stood there for a while, until Li Fan voted back and asked him, "Are you practicing standing up?"

"You... handed it in?" Hwaseong tried his best to restrain the desire to educate others, and said flatly.

"I handed it over. You don't need to thank me. You should." Li Fan patted Hwaseong's shoulder with a smile.

Thanks hell!

Hwaseong thought about it, and let it go, the first time is also the last time, it doesn't matter if you go, just take it as an experience.

After convincing himself, he sat down helplessly.