black vine fairy tale

Zhang Xinlin was dreaming again, under the influence of poison.

This time, he dreamed about his high school days.

It was the second year of high school at that time, and Mu Shuo was sitting on his left, taking notes seriously.Although it was midsummer, Mu Shuo was not afraid of the heat, and was still wearing a black and red long-sleeved school uniform. When Zhang Xinlin tilted his head, he could see his white wrist exposed.

It should be around two o'clock in the afternoon.The first class in the afternoon is always the most sleepy, especially the class with Lao Zhang.Lao Zhang teaches physics, and his voice is soothing and soft, which makes people drowsy, but he also likes to suddenly speak a few words loudly, which shakes people's spirits.

Now old Zhang is still talking softly, Zhang Xinlin is in a daze, so he secretly dozes off under the cover of stacks of books on the table.Of course, even with his eyes closed, he insisted on sleeping in Mu Shuo's direction, hoping that he could see Mu Shuo at the first sight after waking up.

Occasionally a gust of wind blows outside the window, making the leaves of the ginkgo tree rustle.Cicadas in the school were accused of disrupting the learning atmosphere because they were too noisy, and the dean brought the students who violated the discipline to clean up several times.But this little thing can't be caught cleanly, and there are still a few hiding somewhere and making loud noises.

Unknown to everyone, after five years, the world will usher in the end.The wind and sunshine at that time were so gentle.

"How many forces is this electron subjected to?! Everyone said that this problem is difficult to solve, so why don't you first analyze how many forces this electron is subjected to?!"

Zhang Xinlin shuddered and woke up in shock. As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Mu Shuo with a smile in his eyes.

The yelling just now was from Lao Zhang, which obviously woke up many drowsy students.Zhang Xinlin quickly sat upright, picked up a pen with a guilty conscience, and scribbled a centimeter above the exercise book, pretending to be taking notes seriously.From the corner of his eyes, he saw that Mu Shuo also turned around and sat upright.His ears felt warm.It's because the weather is a bit hot today, it's because of the weather, he said silently in his heart, but the blush on his ears became more and more obvious.

Zhang Xinlin and Mu Shuo discussed this question in the self-study last night, so there is no need to listen to it now.For some reason today, Zhang Xinlin has been wanting to sleep.It didn't take long to behave properly, and then softly wanted to lie down on the table again.

So he rested his forehead against the hill-like books on the table, trying to sleep for a while.

But as soon as he fell asleep, he felt someone touch his forehead.

The fingers of that hand had calluses from brush grinding, and the palm of the hand also had calluses from playing ball.Zhang Xinlin didn't open her eyes, but her face was getting hotter and hotter - who else could it be except Mu Shuo?

"Don't sleep like this, it's uncomfortable to sleep like this. If you get a stiff neck, I'll have to pinch your neck for you."

Sure enough, it was Mu Shuo's voice.Mu Shuo's voice was very low. After Zhang Xinlin heard Mu Shuo finished speaking, there were some small voices from the left.The next moment, a warm school uniform was stuffed onto his desk, and his head slid down the mountain of books, just covering the school uniform as a pillow.

The scent of the laundry detergent is very familiar, it was bought by Zhang Xinlin's mother and Mu Shuo's mother when they were shopping in the supermarket together, Zhang Xinlin's school uniform also smells like this.

Zhang Xinlin buried her face in the school uniform, and said in a low voice, "You're really good, you still wear spring and autumn school uniforms in this summer."

Mu Shuo heard his voice as thin as a mosquito, and also lowered his voice and said, "I've wanted to take it off for a long time, and I just used it as a pillow for you."

Mu Shuo, who wears a summer school uniform in his spring and autumn school uniform, is really No. 1 in compliance.The summer school uniform is white short-sleeved. Zhang Xinlin couldn't bear to look away after taking a glance at it. He felt that the white short-sleeved school uniform and Mu Shuo's face looked really good. The figure of a 17-year-old boy is the most dazzling scenery in this midsummer.

Lao Zhang has a good temper, and Mu Shuo and Zhang Xinlin have good grades in their studies, so they turned a blind eye and let them go.

Zhang Xinlin was able to hug Mu Shuo's school uniform and fell asleep peacefully.In that dream, he dreamed of mutated spiders, mutated birds, and twisted vines glowing with black light.He was taken aback, and when he woke up, the students around him gathered together in twos and threes to chat and play, and it seemed that get out of class was over.

"Do you want a drink?" Mu Shuo saw that Zhang Xinlin had woken up, so he handed over the water in his hand.There was only half a bottle of water left, and when Zhang Xinlin was picking up the water, her finger touched Mu Shuo's.Zhang Xinlin took the water, and the two of them lightly brushed each other with their fingertips.He tilted his head back and gulped, drinking it in one gulp.

After drinking, Zhang Xinlin handed the school uniform to Mu Shuo.Mu Shuo reached out to pick it up.Under the school uniform, Zhang Xinlin squeezed Mu Shuo's fingertips, and Mu Shuo grabbed Zhang Xinlin's troublesome hand.

The two held hands under their school uniforms.Mu Shuo lightly scratched Zhang Xinlin's palm: "You kept frowning just now, did you have a nightmare?"

"I slept on my stomach, how did you know I frowned?"

Mu Shuo said, "After you fell asleep, you turned your head and turned your face to me."

Zhang Xinlin stopped talking and held Mu Shuo's hand even harder.

Mu Shuo chuckled and looked around, but no one paid attention to them.So he lowered his voice and said, "I remember when you had nightmares when you were young, you always came to find me to sleep with. Now you have nightmares, and you are relying on me not to leave."

Zhang Xinlin whispered, "What's the matter, do you have an opinion?"

Mu Shuo interlocked his fingers under the school uniform: "Of course not. With me here, you don't have to be afraid of having nightmares anymore."

Zhang Xinlin approached Mu Shuo and wanted to hug him, but he was afraid of being seen by the surrounding students and being photographed by the surveillance cameras in the classroom. hand.

The class bell rang, but Mu Shuo didn't take back his school uniform in the end, and put it on Zhang Xinlin's desk, letting him fall asleep whenever he wanted.

The class bell has been heard countless times, but this time it was extra harsh.Zhang Xinlin's head was getting dizzy.This class is a math class, the math teacher Lao Yang is also their head teacher, very strict, but Zhang Xinlin couldn't help but fell down on the table.He opened his eyes with all his strength, turned his head, and looked to his left.There is nothing on the left.

Zhang Xinlin was so dizzy that he almost vomited. In an instant, a mutated bird with a long sharp beak and a mutated spider attacked together, followed by the black vines that bound him tightly.

Everything around is distorted, blurred, and then plunged into darkness.Only these two desks next to each other are still clear.Zhang Xin stared desperately at the blank desk on the left, lowered her head, and rubbed against the school uniform that was still warm.But the familiar, clear aroma on the school uniform has disappeared, leaving only a musty smell of decay and dampness.

Zhang Xinlin's vision blurred behind the glare of water.He didn't look away until the vine bound his mouth and nose and covered his eyes.Until the end, he was staring at the empty desk.

Zhang Xinlin woke up from the dream again.He didn't sleep long in this dream, the sun was shining brightly outside.Zhang Xinlin lifted off the musty-smelling overcoat and walked to the crack on the wall.He looked at the position of the sun and vaguely discerned that it was just after noon, maybe it was two o'clock in the afternoon.

He stood at the crevice for a while, and felt his neck was a little sore, probably because he didn't sleep well and had a stiff neck.He raised his hand, lowered his head slightly, and pinched the back of his neck once and for all.

Zhang Xinlin massaged with that wooden rhythm.He kept his head down, and after a while, a few drops of water quietly appeared on the ground.He pressed it for a while, then gave up.Anyway, he had a terrible headache, and this discomfort was just a distraction for him, so that his head would not hurt so much.

At this last time, don't sleep, he is afraid of having nightmares.Zhang Xinlin thought about it endlessly, but then he felt that his thoughts were a little funny: his head hurts too much, and he will fall into that dream again because of the toxin.No nightmares, just wishful thinking.

In the end, Zhang Xinlin decided that he wanted to leave here.Before he died, he wanted to find a dandelion.