phantom hand

Ai Gang has been a little lost these two days.

The big class on the weekend will be given a topic speech, and the dormitory will be assigned a topic for each unit.Ai Gang’s dormitory was as simple as death, and there was no discussion, so they divided the work after three dormitory meetings. The head of the dormitory was responsible for collecting materials, the head of the dormitory was responsible for making PPTs, and the head of the dormitory was responsible for giving speeches.

On the other hand, at Zhao Qingyu's side, whether it was the pre-preparation, mid-term discussion or post-production, the whole dormitory did it by themselves, and the discussion was fascinated. Every time Ai Gang called, the discussion was in full swing.Ai Gang asked if he was eating, Zhao Qingyu said that someone would help him to go to the cafeteria and called back, Ai Gang asked if he was going to self-study, Zhao Qingyu said that he had no skills, Ai Gang asked how the discussion was going, if you want to tell me, Zhao Qingyu will He will smile and tell him in a slightly excited tone, and you will know when the time comes.

So Ai Gang was very depressed.

It feels like a puppy that has been raised for a while suddenly goes to someone else’s house, and you call him, and he barks at you—the translation probably means that this place is very comfortable and I don’t want to go back with you.

In fact, in the beginning, the reason why Ai Gang and Zhao Qingyu got so close was purely out of curiosity.Soul transformation, this can happen to anyone, of course he has to hold a lantern to see clearly.But after getting along with each other later, I thought Zhao Qingyu was cute.Although it's not a good habit to like to chew people from time to time, but I haven't committed it much recently. When I stay with him, I will always calm down unconsciously. It doesn't hurt to be tricked occasionally.Ai Gang sometimes thinks, you say it's all this face, why is there such a big gap in soul?In the past, Li Chuang was not pleasing to the eyes no matter how people looked at him, wishing he could kick him away, but now, he is embarrassed to push and push a few times, for fear that someone will ruin it if he misses it...

After thinking about it, Ai Gang discovered a very serious problem, he still doesn't know what Zhao Qingyu himself looks like!

At the same time, a text message entered the phone.

— Come to my dormitory.

Ai Gang looked at the sender, then raised the corners of his mouth uncontrollably, hummed a little tune and got up from the bed to look for slippers.

Step back in time a little.

Six 10 minutes ago.

"We have to start with the analysis of the causes of suicide. Why a person commits suicide is the root of the problem."

"There are many reasons for this, some are for love, some are for money, and some are unable to bear the pressure. Where can I sum up this all-inclusive."

"Brother, what I'm talking about is that the origin is not the cause. The so-called origin is the ultimate cause of a person's suicide. I checked the information, and Freud divided the human personality structure into the id ego and the transcendence. The so-called id is according to The principle of happiness acts, while the ego synthesizes various factors and then acts according to the principle of the moment, and the superego is the moral principle.”

"Uh, and then, you still haven't said the cause and origin of the suicide."

"Did I say I'm done! Really, in short, in Freud's explanation, if the id is too strong and the superego is too small, the ego will show aggressiveness. If the superego is too strong If the id is too small, depression will appear, and the ego is the key to coordinate the two. Once the coordination is not good, the superego will attack the id violently and the id will be unable to resist, then this person will fall into extreme depression state and eventually committed suicide."

"So suicide is the superego overcoming the id?"

"I'm sorry... I'm interrupting, can we express it in a more straightforward way, I'm afraid I will be thrown away if I say this above..."

"Don't listen to the two of them who make the simple complicated. Living alone is painful, but when you die, there is no pain. So suicide is to help him get rid of these pains. In other words, the destruction of the body is exchanged for spiritual salvation. .”

"I don't agree. How can you feel happy when everyone is dead? Your idea is that death will be happier than not dying, but the problem is that your death makes this comparison lose its subject in an instant. You even lost the subject. Why are you talking about this being happier than that?"

"I rely on Lao Wu, your idea is very sharp."

"necessary."

"Listen to him, that's what Schopenhauer said."

Zhao Qingyu struggled for a long time in the ocean of ego and superego in a daze, and finally surfaced to breathe some fresh air: "Well, do we need a general direction for this speech? At least we must confirm suicide first, right? Bar."

"Do you need it?" Zhou Peng twisted the stubble of his chin and said in a deep voice, "I think it's enough for us to analyze all the opinions for everyone. As for which one is right and which one is wrong, the people below should think about it."

Dong Dongdong hugged the pillow tightly, and expressed his objection with a look of wrinkling his brows: "If there are really good people who think about suicide is a shortcut to happiness and then practice it, the pension should be paid by our dormitory. .”

"Dizzy, it's not enough." Gu Yanyu took someone's big white pear on the table, rubbed it, and took a big bite, the sound of the juice splashing was surprisingly clear.

"Well, this pear has a lot of steam, and the fruit shop has finally bought some good things." Deng Ze sighed in relief, and then turned his head back to express his point of view seriously, "I agree with Li Chuang, let's list all the points of view. It’s okay to come out, but if you don’t have your own point of view, it’s a failure, and who doesn’t lose your book bag? The key is to form thoughtful, insightful and socially meaningful conclusions.”

For the next 5 minutes, the thinking people did not communicate with each other, only the sound of Gu Yanyu gnawing a pear was cheerful and lively.

In the end, Zhou Peng made a decision: "That's it, let's set the tone first. Suicide is definitely not advisable, so suicide cannot be equal to salvation. Then, how about throwing opinions and arguments around this?"

Everyone nodded, no objection.

Fang Xin came to Zhao Qingyu's side at some point, and arched him with his body, his eyes twinkled brightly.

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes, waiting for the next sentence.

Sure enough, Fang Xin showed a flattering smile: "Well, you know Song Xinyou pretty well, don't you?"

Zhao Qingyu was stunned, the jump was a bit big, he couldn't digest it.

Deng Ze interjected: "Li Chuang, don't talk to him, he can chase 360 ​​women a year."

Gu Yanyu smirked and added unkindly: "It's just that none of them succeeded."

"Get out!" Fang Xin pushed people away one by one, and said to Zhao Qingyu in a very serious manner, "I'm serious this time, I've been working hard for several months, and I even chose the same elective courses as hers, I'm easy."

Zhao Qingyu tilted his head in doubt, he didn't hear Song Xinyou say that there was such a thing.

Fang Xin seemed to be really emotional, grabbed Zhao Qingyu's hand, and his eyes were filled with steam: "I am so heartbroken now, it looks like dumpling stuffing, brother Chuang, help brother, buddy The rest of my life depends on you!"

Zhao Qingyu was already burdened with Brother Chuang's life, and he really couldn't afford to add Brother Fang, so he used all his strength to pull his hand out of the clutches, and went to the computer to help Zhou Peng choose online ghost stories together.

Recently, 716 finally had its first computer, which was bought by Zhou Peng, and it was distributed in the computer city at the school gate with the scholarship that was awarded almost half a year late.So far, 716 has a new content in the sleepover meeting before going to bed—listening to Zhang Zhen's storytelling.

The moon is dark, the wind is high, killing people.

In the middle of the night, fierce ghost, knock on the door.

When the unique prelude to ghost stories came out from the stereo, the dormitory and even the whole world became so quiet that there was no more movement.

The night at the end of autumn was extremely cold, the dormitory hadn't turned on the heating, and the boys huddled under the quilts were all quiet, holding their breath.

The story of this day is very scary.

An old building, a female colleague crying and bleeding, a girl playing football in the corridor, a face without eyes... A series of mysterious and horrifying sound effects kept coming out of the speakers without any warning , I was so scared that I didn't even have the courage to breathe.

[...Okay, this is the eye series I want to tell you, girl...] ​​The man's slightly magnetic ending sound slowly dissipated, and the room was silent.

In the past, the children of 716 fell asleep with stories, but now, they are more energetic than each other.But it was quieter than ever before, as if everyone had fallen asleep.

There was a strong wind outside, and some unlucky person didn't close the window tightly, leaving a small gap for resonance, making the howl of the wind as shrill as a wolf's howl.

No one turned off the computer, and the online MP3 started looping again.

【... While opening the door with the key, He Peng saw the little girl again in the corridor.The little girl looked about ten years old, wearing a snow-white dress, with a smooth ponytail behind her head...] Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore.

I don't know which bed issued a faint call: "Who the fuck is going to turn off the computer..."

No one answered.

When Ai Gang knocked on the door, he was told "the door is not locked", so he pushed the door open and entered.I don't want 716 to turn off the lights, and I can't see my fingers, only the computer screen is glowing with cold light.Before he could react, the shrill scream hit his eardrums again, making him baffled.

"What the hell?" Ai Gang was at a loss, "Are you convulsing in the middle of the night?"

The students who were "asleep" in the dormitory jumped out of the quilt one after another. Zhou Peng, as the head of the dormitory, expressed his sincere welcome to Ai Gang on behalf of 716: "Gangzi, why are you here? But it's just in time!"

"I still want to ask," Ai Gang walked to Zhao Qingyu's bed by the light from the door, condescending, "tell me, why did you ask me to come here?"

Zhao Qingyu blinked, and faintly showed a sweet smile: "Please, turn off the computer."

For a long time after that, every time Ai Gang passed by 716, he had the urge to take off the "Fu" on the door panel and replace it with "脚".

Zhao Qingyu felt that his recent life seemed to have entered a magical world.Just like the children in The Chronicles of Narnia, they went into the closet and went to the land of Narnia.A beautiful and charming place full of magical surprises.

But there is only one thing, it is not true.

Even if the ice and snow are within reach, even if the fragrance of flowers is refreshing, even if the ice queen is brutally hunted down, even if the people of the mainland love and worship her.

Zhao Qingyu began to be a little afraid of going to sleep, afraid that he would return to his own world when he woke up, just like those children who came back from the closet, no prince, no princess, they were the same as before, and the outside was still full of gunfire.

The notes on soul transformation were put in the deepest part of the drawer.

Day after day, Zhao Qingyu guarded this seemingly stolen happiness with a little uneasiness.

In the last week, all the brothers in the 20# male dormitory area of ​​a certain university have canceled the custom of sleeping in. They get up at 06:30 in the morning.

Six fifty-three.

Six fifty-three.

Six thirty.

"Dong Dongdong, I love you——"

"Dongdong I love you——"

"Dong I love you—"

"I love you--"

"Love you--"

"you--"

The curtains of 716 were opened a small slit by troublemakers. Zhou Peng and Gu Yanyu stood on the left, and Deng Zefangxin stood on the right. Each of them scratched the curtains, shaking their shoulders silently at first, and finally couldn't take it anymore, bursting into earth-shattering laughter.

"Hahahahaha, Beijing time is really accurate!"

"Dongdong, your fans are awesome, awesome!"

"You might as well follow it, hahaha..."

Dong Dongdong hugged the railing of the bed, in grief and anger like a giant panda whose living environment is being destroyed day by day, hugging its last bamboo: "Are you guys brothers?"

No one paid any attention to him, there was a new battle report from Zhou Peng

"Wow, my junior brought 99 roses today!"

"Damn, you've spent your money!"

"This fucking wants a girl, I'll jump into his arms right away!"

"Actually, take a closer look. Although he is a man, he is really more juicy than a girl."

Dong Dongdong finally jumped up against the crime, rushed over to disperse the onlookers, opened the window and let out a lion's roar: "Brother, just let me go—"

Soon, the boy's more sonorous and melodious voice came from downstairs.

"Then why didn't you let me go? Instead, I fell into the swamp of love. There is nothing more painful than the punishment of love in the world, and there is nothing happier than serving it!"

"There's no future for the two of us—"

"I'm not afraid! Love is like a flower growing on a cliff, you must have courage if you want to pick it!"

"..."

The morning dew was slowly evaporating in the sun, Dong Dongdong looked around the bed in a daze, and after a long while, he slowly and weakly shook his head: "No, this dude is too fierce..."

The mobile phone received a text message from Ai Gang in response to the situation: [Your dormitory is going to be on fire. 】Zhao Qingyu quickly replied: 【Already popular^_^】Over there, Zhou Peng was still feeling emotional, saying that the junior could pick up the junior, but at the end he turned around and asked, Li Chuang, do you think so?

Zhao Qingyu nodded naturally, smiled and said yes, absolutely golden words.

On a bright morning in early winter, the 20# washroom was very lively, everyone crowded here to gather, or brush their teeth, or wash their faces, or brush their teeth and wash their faces, leaving the dormitory empty.There was only one person lying on the narrow hard bed in a daze, restless.

When he heard that he was called Li Chuang, he would respond naturally. On the contrary, the three words Zhao Qingyu became more and more unfamiliar. Even Ai Gang and Song Xinyou could only do not call him Li Chuang, but they were not used to calling him originally. name.

Zhao Qingyu found that he almost forgot who he was.

The chill slowly rose from the bottom of my heart, and the panic came inexplicably and suddenly.