How did Xiao Ming die?

clown.

"Shi Ming, take this to the backstage."

"okay."

Funny clown.

"Well, it's almost there. There are still ten days left for the school celebration. Let's pray that it won't rain that day."

"I heard that there will be a heavy rain tomorrow."

Funny clown in his eyes.

"Really? Let's stop here for today's rehearsal, Shi Ming, go eat, thank you for your hard work."

"Same suffering, same suffering, goodbye Senior Sister Shuyi."

Funny clown, in my eyes.

The school council was busy all morning at the venue.

Shiliang was afraid of appearing in front of Zhenzhen.He even had the illusion that my gaze was like a spotlight on the stage, and whenever it focused on him, he would become that clown singing a one-man show.

It's me who has no emotions, which is why he is calm.

Shiliang once felt superior in this relationship. He was self-willed, confident, and ridiculed. It turned out that it was all due to his own paranoia.

Yes, I have no feelings.

Last night, it was Zhen who turned around and left the rooftop, and Shiliang sat on the top floor until dawn.

At 08:30 in the morning, he came to the meeting place according to the notice of the school council, feeling uneasy.

He never wanted to see me again.

Coincidentally, I didn't come to the venue that day, and Shiliang sat in the auditorium and spent the whole morning safely.

At noon, Shiliang took a nap in the library, and in the afternoon, he went to other classrooms to mix up a few classes.

I don't want to go back to the dormitory.

The past few days were a high-risk period for surprise dormitory inspections. After dinner, Shiliang had to go back to the dormitory.

But I didn't come back.

"Where did he go?" he asked.

"I went out early in the morning and didn't come back." Xiao Qi dialed the phone, "I don't know where I went. The phone is turned off."

Zhen Yu walked in carrying the clothes that had been dried, "Last night I saw that Xuan dragged him to the corridor to talk, it must be something at home."

"After that road, let me tell you why Xiaobai came here suddenly." Xiao Qi put down the phone, "Then there is nothing to worry about."

last night?What can be the matter?

Shiliang refused to think about my business, and fell asleep in comfort.

The next day, it rained heavily.

Shiliang still steadfastly hung out all day and returned at night.

Turning the key, Shi Liang's heart tightened as the door lock clicked.He didn't know if I was inside or not, so he felt scared.

Actually absent.

Relieved and disappointed at the same time.

Still the same on the third day.

On the fourth day, Shi Liang was stunned holding the newly printed plan in his hand.

"That, Senior Sister Shu Yi." Shi Liang stepped forward, "Is the host column wrongly printed?"

Senior Sister Shu Yi said, "That's right, oh, the host has changed."

Is it me?

At noon, Shiliang grabbed the new plan and angrily called 113.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhen Yu sitting on a chair, holding a mobile phone in his hand, his eyes were red.

It was cloudy outside, and the first floor was damp and dark. Shiliang hesitated for a moment and turned on the light.

"What's wrong Zhen Yu?"

Zhen Yu quickly turned her head away, and said in a nasal voice, "It's okay, it's okay."

Just as Shiliang wanted to go forward to comfort him, he was dragged into the corridor by Yin Tao.

"Shhh..." Xiao Qi said, "Don't ask me any more."

"What's going on?" Shi Liang frowned.

"Zhen Yu's father passed away, he just left. He booked a plane ticket just now, but today's flight is gone."

"Oh."

That's it.

Shi Liang turned around and walked back to the dormitory, "Let's go Zhen Yu, I'll drive you back."

The funeral was scheduled for the next day, but Shiliang did not go.

He drove the car aimlessly around the city.

The rain slapped the windows of the car, making Shi Liang upset.

Shiliang had no reason to go to this funeral.Are you going as a classmate of your family?Or go as a murderer?

But he wants to.

The silver Bentley drives across the road around the mountain, and the Nanshan Cemetery is just ahead.Shiliang parked the car and walked up the stairs in the grove.

The rain gradually subsided, pattering, and far away, Shiliang saw the crowds attending the funeral.

It is my mother who is a successful woman. In Shiliang's impression, she left an elegant and glamorous impression when she saw her several times.

This strong woman supported the family alone, and kept the belief that her husband will wake up for three years.

In that one night, she haggarded a lot.Zhen Hong comforted her mother, while Zhen Yu stood aside.

Zhen Hong is my older sister, and she already knew about her father's situation.Father can't wake up, this day is a matter of time.

Buried in peace, the funeral ended in the rain.

Shiliang stood behind the tree and watched from a distance, but he couldn't find Zhen's figure.

He may not come, no, he may come.

People gradually left, Shiliang leaned against the tree, dazed.

'Your soul doesn't fluctuate at all, you don't have emotions at all! '

The rain and fog blocked his vision, but he could recognize the figure coming from a distance at a glance.

It was I who wore the blue and white coat, the big hat, and the high collar that day.But the rain is really heavy, and it won't help if you wear a hat.

He lifted his hat, and walked up the stairs step by step with his pockets in his pocket, looking for one tombstone after another.

Finally, he stopped in front of a grave.

'The 138 billion year mind has silenced my emotional swings. '

The doctor said that the patient was brain-dead, and it seemed like a miracle that he could survive for three years.

The miracle is that I have never stopped doing one thing in the past three years, using my spiritual essence to support my father's breathing.

In my heart, there is a wish that he is unwilling to admit.If one day, my father can wake up, he will go back and return to his previous life.Stop thinking about the future of the universe, stop caring about the order of the world, and enjoy the happiness of ordinary people like an ordinary person, if one day my father can wake up.

When I was 15 years old, my life turned upside down.He was angry, he didn't understand, he even turned swords against each other, he felt that fate was really fucked up.He didn't calm down until his father was killed.He left that home and slowly accepted everything that 138 billion was left to him.He felt that all pain was inevitable, as long as he took it with a smooth mind.

But you said, as long as you are an individual, how can you not be sad?

It was I who knelt down in front of the grave, "I'm sorry."

That night five days ago, Ye Xuan came to him, and Ye Xuan said that your father's body was about to fail again.The next day, I took the earliest flight back home.

His psychic energy was useless, he found Xuan, but Xuan said, "This time, I don't want to help you."

"why."

"You know better than anyone else that your father can't wake up. Think about your mother, she guards her husband who won't wake up, and she was replaced by a son. Let that poor woman go."

I understand it all, I understand it all.That day he and Shixuan had a big fight in the hospital, and finally he ended his father's life with his own hands.

Father was gone, taking his impossible wish with him.

All of a sudden, the anguish accumulated in my heart surged up, the grief of losing my father, the nostalgia for the past, and even the gunshot wounds on my chest and side of my waist ached like tears.

"I can't go back to Dad." He cried, "I can't go back to Dad."

The rain became thicker, and the pouring rain threw hookah on the ground.

In this deserted and empty place, it was I who finally vented my anger wantonly.From far away in Shiliang, he vaguely heard the piercing sound, mixed with the sound of rain.

'I fucking want you to cry once and show me your ugly, twisted face of pain, making you as dirty and depraved as I am. '

Shiliang turned his back and leaned against the tree trunk.He didn't dare to look at it.

"I seem to have said something too much." Shi Liang put the back of his hand on his eyes, but this time, his eyes were dry.

I can't cry, my heart is blocked.

Maybe he should rush up and hug me, just like he always wanted me to hug him.But his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't take a step forward.

'Go, go comfort him. ' he urged himself mentally.

Yet another voice said, 'You should hate him, isn't that what you want to see in his pain? '

No, he didn't want to see it at all, never again.Shiliang was scared, he had never seen me like this, it made him at a loss what to do.

'He was crying, it turned out that he would be really sad.But you, a murderer, what are you doing in front of him? '

Shiliang did not take a step forward in the end.

It was dark and the rain stopped.

It was I who sat there in a daze for a while, then got up and left.

I took the last bus back to the city, and it was I who got off the bus and walked towards home.

Shiliang drove slowly, following me all the way home.

He parked the car downstairs, looked up at the window, and sat for half an hour.

But half an hour passed, and the lights in my house were still not on.

'what happened? ''Shiliang murmured in his heart, 'Slept right away?Don't want to turn on the lights? '

Shiliang's body moved faster than his heart, got out of the car and rushed upstairs.

It was I who fell asleep leaning against the door.

Shiliang actually laughed out loud on the spot.He hasn't been in contact with me for so long, he almost forgot that it's the remnant attribute of me falling asleep every minute.

Shiliang fumbled for the key in Shizhen's pocket, and carried him to the bedroom.

Then he stopped laughing.The previous gunshot wound infected my lungs, and I have suffered from chronic pneumonia since then, and now I have a high fever of 40 degrees.

Shi Liang hurriedly took off Zhenzhen's wet clothes, and wrapped him tightly with three layers of big quilts.

It was Zhen who was in a coma, feeling the heavy pressure on his body, and furrowed his brows to express his dissatisfaction.

Shiliang lifted up Zhenzhen's head, "Wake up, take medicine."

It was I who drank some water in a daze, swallowed the medicine, and then fell back on the pillow in relief.

Shi Liang sat on the edge of the bed, bent down, and carefully wiped Shi Zhen's wet hair.

It was my short and hot breath that sprayed on him, and his breath also fell on my forehead.

"It's so hot." He put his hand on Zhen's forehead.

It was I who opened my closed eyes slowly, and looked at Shiliang who was close at hand in a dazed way.

"Cute."

Shi Liang froze.

He put down the towel and lay down on Zhen's chest.So I slept all night.