There is a demon at sunrise

Zhao Yao's palms were a little sweaty, and he felt that Xie Yue's temperature behind him was getting colder. He struggled for two seconds and put his phone on the table, and said quite calmly, "Oh, look at your alma mater."

Xie Yue took another look at Zhao Yao, he thought that this brat would ask him about the photo, and he had already thought of the words, so he would probably admit it immediately.Zhao Yao pretended that nothing happened, Xie Yue approached him as a normal tutor, Zhao Yao's heart was overwhelmed, and Xie Yue on the surface showed that Xie Yue was just an ordinary tutor.

This kid is very thoughtful.

It's just that the study is too bad.Xie Yue added another sentence in her heart.

Xie Yue supported the back of his chair, looked through the study to the opposite door, Zhao Yao's bedroom was on the opposite side, from his angle he could see the kerosene lamp on the table.If Zhao Yao had put his mind to it today and looked in the direction of the study room, he would have noticed the strangeness of that lamp.

Little Huomiao seemed to have sensed something, ran amok in the lampshade, and couldn't wait to return to his master's body. He had been away from his master for too many years, and the breath he felt was particularly strong.He pressed against the lampshade hard, and the kerosene lamp finally moved two millimeters under its brute force.

With more effort, the small flame struggled to withstand it, and the kerosene lamp was getting closer and closer to the edge of the table, almost falling off the table.As long as he hits the ground and breaks the seal, he can return to his master's body.Even if the lampshade didn't break on the rug, he'd still be able to get someone's attention.

There was only one centimeter left when he succeeded, and he turned around in a hurry.

At this moment, he felt his body lighten, and was pushed back to the innermost side of the table by an external force.

Once back before liberation, Little Huomiao's hard work was in vain in an instant, which was even more depressing than meeting Zhao Yao's blood.It looked back towards the direction of the study, saw Zhao Yao looking down at the phone, and Xie Yue standing behind him with the back of the chair, he looked at him so coldly, green eyes without any emotion.

With a flick of Xie Yue's fingertips, the door slammed shut, completely blocking sight.

Xie Yue thought to herself, let it stay with you for a few more days.

Zhao Yao was startled by the sound of closing the door, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the study, when a voice sounded above his head: "The wind blows."

Xie Yue left behind him, got up, went to the chair opposite him and sat down, still with that expression of nothing to do with her.

Zhao Yao wondered, wind?Where does the wind come from?As soon as Zhao Yao thought about it, as if he heard his inner voice, the white curtains in the study were lifted up, blown by the wind like some living thing.

"Correct the wrong question." Xie Yue spoke, completely blocking all Zhao Yao's questions.

·

Sunday afternoon is a rare time when he doesn't need to go to class. Zhao Yao has something to do today, he must find Yang Susu.

It has been a week since Xu Tianming's death, and the students have returned to the state of study, but they still use Xu Tianming as a topic of conversation after dinner.There was no further progress from the police. After taking away the evidence from the old campus, they never came back.

The strange thing is that Xu Tianming's parents didn't cry. As the parents of the victims, their emotions were a little too stable.It's probably because the school gave some kind of generous compensation, or there were other forces involved in this matter.

Everything is returning to calm, except for those who were personally involved in that incident.

Yang Susu rested for a week, but she still didn't dare to go to school. Her third year of high school was heavy with her homework. Her mother didn't want her to go to school to make love, so she enrolled her in a cram school.She grew up in a single-parent family, and her mother had great expectations for her. All unfulfilled dreams in her youth were focused on Yang Susu.Yang Susu has experienced such a horrible thing in her own life. The focus of Yang's mother is to let her study hard, as if she can forget all her troubles as long as she starts studying.

Yang Susu couldn't read any words, Xu Tianming's death was lingering in her mind, she carefully opened the drawer, and there was a copy of Duras' "The Lover" inside.Her mother didn't let her read extracurricular books, so she could only hide them in her drawer. This book was given to her by Xu Tianming.Xu Tianming is a gangster, of course he has never read Duras, because he pursued Yang Susu, he walked around the bookstore, saw the title and thought it was a love story about the young master and the young lady, so he bought it as a gift immediately Yang Susu.

Yang Susu is not that rebellious girl, nor is Yang Tianming that weak playboy.

There is a group photo of the two hidden in the book cover, and Yang Susu has no energy to open it.

"Susu, have you written the self-criticism?" Her mother's voice sounded outside the door. Yang Susu's tutoring is very strict. Her mother is an elementary school English teacher. She doesn't know how to domestically abuse children, but she likes to let children conduct self-criticism.When Yang Susu was a child, she was often locked in the room for two hours. Her mother would not directly tell her what was wrong, but asked her to reflect on herself and come out when she figured it out.

Over time, Yang Susu felt that she was wrong everywhere.

"Okay." Yang Susu closed the drawer and picked up a sheet of letter paper from the desk.

Mom was waiting for herself on the sofa, she was furious about Yang Susu's puppy love, how could such an excellent girl like Yang Susu hang out with someone like Xu Tianming, and even go to places like the old campus.

Yang Susu pinched her self-criticism, and glanced at her mother again, she was like an old nun waiting for her confession.

She cleared her throat and started her own self-criticism: "I was wrong." Yang Susu has written these three words many times.

"I shouldn't fall in love early." Yang Susu seemed to be giving an emotional speech, "I couldn't resist Xu Tianming's temptation. In the third year of high school, I shouldn't be indulging in pleasure and not focusing on my studies. I Wrong, I don't care about my body, I was tempted to degenerate, if it wasn't because I was a student, I would probably degenerate into a bitch."

This sentence used Duras, Duras said: If I did not become a writer, I should be a prostitute.

"Adolescent love is not real love. It is childish and immature. When we grow up, we will know how ridiculous we were back then."

"After a deep self-examination, I found that I don't love him. It's just because of too much study pressure. I don't understand him just like I don't understand myself. From now on, I will study hard and try to get into a good school so that my mother will not be disappointed. .”

"Reviewer, Yang Susu."

This review was topsy-turvy, completely different from Yang Susu's usual rigorous writing style, but Yang's mother understood her, and she was able to do this to such a degree after going through that kind of thing, she deserved to be her daughter.

"You did a good job." Mother Yang gently hugged her into her arms, and patted the back of her head to comfort her, as if she had been protecting her since she was a child.

Yang Susu got the compliment and felt a lot more relaxed. She said, "I'm going to a cram school."

If Yang's mother didn't have something to do at night, she should be willing to see Yang Susu off. At this time, she asked: "Be careful, send me a text message in the cram school."

Yang Susu really wanted to escape from her mother's arms. She grabbed her schoolbag and rushed out without looking back, just like she rushed out of the Zhixing Building in the old campus, like she once left Xu Tianming there alone. Same.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhao Yao standing by the door. Her home was an old community, and Zhao Yao was standing at the stairs of her house wearing a hoodie, leaving Yang Susu with a profile.Zhao Yao was quite famous in school. Yang Susu knew him before, and never felt that there was anything wrong with Zhao Yao. At most, he was just not very talkative, but all cool boys in adolescence were like this.

Yang Susu was a little afraid of him, maybe because she was disobedient twice, and more because the windows of her house were open, she was very afraid that Zhao Yao would hear her self-criticism.

"I want to say a few words to you." Zhao Yao looked expressionless, and didn't know if he heard it.

Yang Susu followed him to the nearby park. She looked around like a frightened bird, afraid to tell her mother if she met an acquaintance.

"I'm sorry." Yang Susu said, "I really didn't mean to."

She was apologizing for shaking Zhao Yao out, Zhao Yao shook his head: "It's okay, it's a normal reaction."

"I think you will want to know about this." Zhao Yao sighed, he didn't know how to speak.

At that time, Zhao Yao was hiding under the podium table, and Xu Tianming was holding on to the door of the art classroom before being dragged away. Xu Tianming saw Zhao Yao's eyes opening with difficulty, and his tongue was cut so that he could not make any sound.Zhao Yao always thought that Xu Tianming was asking him for help, but he carefully recalled the scene at that time.

Xu Tianming clung to the door frame tightly. He knew he couldn't survive, so he opened his mouth wide and wanted to ask for help, but what he asked for was not his own life, but Yang Susu's. He silently shouted: "Take Susu away."

Take Susu away, this was Xu Tianming's last sentence.

"Ah!" Yang Susu screamed after hearing this, and she fell to the ground, holding her head tightly with her hands and crying bitterly.She was like a little beast howling, and all that was left in her life was the wailing of despair.

She remembered how they fell in love with each other. No matter how hard Yang Susu tried, she couldn't get No. 1 in the school to make her mother happy.That day she took the report card and walked home with a disappointed face.

"Little beauty, why are you always so downcast?" Xu Tianming passed her by on a bicycle.

With a light hand, Xu Tianming took the report card away, "Give it back to me." Yang Susu chased him and shouted, the report card was evidence of her shame.

"No." Xu Tianming read her report card aloud: "143 in English, 139 in Mathematics, 120 in Chinese, 249 in Comprehensive Literature, I dare you! You are so sad after taking such a good test, miss?"

Yang Susu remembered that day, the camellia trees were in full bloom, the sky was blue and the sun was warm.Xu Tianming, who was riding a bicycle, was illuminated by the sun, and the wind bulged his white school uniform. He turned around and smiled at Yang Susu.Xu Tianming riding a bicycle is like a watercolor painting. The brush can be rough, but the color must be bright, with a vitality that is always upward.

very free.

She almost forgot the feeling of being around Xu Tianming, it was a kind of freedom.

Xu Tianming still wanted to protect her at the last moment, but she betrayed her easily. She couldn't bear the pressure. Under the coercion of her mother, she attributed their relationship to childishness and ridiculousness. She said in person: "I have never loved Him, that's a ridiculous emotion."

People around looked sideways, and more and more people formed a circle around them and pointed at them.

Zhao Yao didn't make any sound, didn't even have a word of comfort, just left space for her to cry, that was the saddest girl Zhao Yao had ever met.

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