poor house

There is no way to reach your level. "The girl who was the first to speak had already started to cry. Tears were slowly seeping from the cracks between her fingers covering her face. She didn't even dare to look at the boy anymore.

"So, what do you mean, let me join?" Already had the worst guess, but the boy still refused to admit it, and still said words that seemed to be comforting himself.

"Help us arrange the music." The man in the suit finally said the main purpose of tonight, "But because four of us signed up, so—"

"So, you still can't sign my name, can you?" Looking in disbelief at his friend who has been in the same class for three years, the boy finally understood the reason why he was called tonight.There was indeed something for me to see, and I saw the true faces of these four people.Unfortunately, it was not a surprise, but a disappointment.

"You just help us—" the violin man couldn't help but said, "You are the pride of the school, the music you composed is beyond our reach—"

"What kind of bullshit competition is the ranking so important?!" The anger that could no longer be suppressed finally rushed to his heart, he waved away the hand that was pressing on his shoulder, and his tone became unavoidably cold. "You stole my song without my consent, and now you ask me to write a new one for you? Do you consider me a friend?!"

The increasingly angry voice suddenly echoed in the classroom like thunder, and the wind gradually blew outside the window, wrapped in a faint smell of mud.The branches of the trees were not straight enough to make rustling sounds, and the windows that were not closed were swaying back and forth in the wind, and there were all creaking and sighing.

"Of course you don't care." After a long silence, the man in the suit stared at the slightly trembling boy, the anger in his voice was no less than his. "You have so many auras and honors, why do you care about such a small award? How do you care about the feelings of ordinary people like us? You said that you treat us as friends, but now friends need your help, you Why didn't you agree?!"

"Help? You guys are stealing!" He punched the piano in his hand hard, and the low sound of the keys seemed to be the grief and anger that the boy was trying to suppress at the moment, "If I don't care about you, why would I arrange it into any song I write?" What instruments are you good at? Why do I recommend you first every time I get a chance?!"

"But even if you recommended us, wouldn't you be the one who was selected in the end—" the trembling violin boy interjected in a low voice, as if these words had been held back in his heart for a long time. "You, don't you just want to show off to us, are you the best—"

"What—" He never thought that his kindness would be misinterpreted like this. The boy looked at the other three with a pale face, but saw their approval on their equally pale faces. "You, so that's what you think of me?"

"You're so good, do you care what we think and think about you?" He coughed twice impatiently, the man in the suit didn't seem to expect that things would develop to this point, and he tore his face completely apart. "In short, it's up to you to say whether to help or not."

"Don't help." Looking at the person in front of him firmly, the veins on the boy's clenched fists were about to burst, "And I will expose your actions with the organizing committee."

"What?!" The two girls exclaimed, their eyes turned pale with despair.If it is exposed, it will not only be a matter of lack of honor, but the whole life from now on will be shrouded in the shadow of "theft".

"Are you sure you want to be so heartless?" The man in the suit pressed the piano tightly to prevent the boy from leaving, his bloodshot eyes had turned red. "Is that what you do to your friends?"

"It was you who made the mistake first. Besides, you never regarded me as a friend." Looking at the man in the suit fiercely, the boy stretched out his hand and pushed his arm that was pressing him on the piano, and walked towards the door of the classroom without looking back. go.

"What to do, what to do?" The two girls couldn't help him at all, they could only cry and beg while pinning their hopes on the other two boys.

The man in the suit who was pushed to the ground spat, looked at the back of the boy who was getting further and further away, as if he had finally made up his mind, he stood up abruptly, took out a small folding knife from his pocket, and stabbed him. Into the boy's heart.

"Boom-pop-"

The sudden thunder sounded like it was going to deafen everyone's ears. The two girls who had been frightened into a ball hugged and fell to the ground, and the violin boy was not much better. The entire back of the man in the suit was stained red, and the fingers of the man in the suit were all stained with bright red blood.

"You—you actually—" The stabbing pain made the boy unable to stand up, and he fell to the ground and looked at his friend who was still holding the knife behind him. Suddenly, the boy understood what it meant to be truly chilled.

Just like now, the blood in the whole body is slowly flowing out from a certain part of the body at this moment, the limbs and bones are gradually becoming cold, and the heart seems to be frozen, every beat can only bring more invasiveness. The pain that bites the bone and eats the heart.

"You forced me! Do you agree to help? You promise me that I will send you to the hospital right now!" The man in the suit was still holding the knife tightly. This knife is not long. It shouldn't have hurt his heart.

"I won't agree even if I die." The boy lying in a pool of blood gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Not even if I die!"

The downpour of rain crazily blew into the house from the window in an instant, and the air full of bloody smell was mixed with a strong smell of mud in an instant, and it became even more stench.The windows that were blown by the gust of wind seemed to think that the scene was not chaotic enough, and even the curtains were stirred together.Like a giant axe, the lightning split the sky fiercely, but it still couldn't break through the cloudy darkness that enveloped everyone in this classroom at this time.

"He's going to die, send him to the hospital quickly—" the girl who was less courageous begged, but even she didn't know what she was begging for. "Please, promise—"

"Send him to the hospital like this, and we're all going to die!" The man in the suit gave the girl a vicious look, and the man in the suit kept the knife in front of the man in the violin, "Come over and help."

"Help, help, what can I do for you--" Trembling non-stop, the violin man picked up the knife, and the greasy and hot blood stained his fingers playing the bow. "Help who—"

"If he dies, you will all be accomplices." The man in the suit moved step by step into the classroom, dragging the boy who was already unconscious.

"But even if he agrees to us now, what if he changes his mind later and reports on us?" The other girl has calmed down, looking at the man in the suit with cruelty in her eyes.

"It's all your fault, why do you have to stab him—" the violin man said tremblingly, his pale face became colder and paler under the light and lightning.

"Aren't I doing this for us?!" Seeing that a fight was about to start, the man in the suit took a deep breath of the foul-smelling air, and calmed down, "Now we can only do one thing."

"Are you really going to kill him?!" Covering her exclamation back to her mouth, the weeping girl looked at the three people in front of her who were already looking hideous in disbelief.

"It's impossible to pretend to be a suicide. Fortunately, it's summer vacation now, and no one usually comes to this building—" the voice of the man in the suit became lower and lower, and the four of them surrounded a small circle in the city, discussing what to do. deal with it unconsciously.

Probably because their own voices have become smaller, Wu Xie always feels that the voices he can hear are gradually fading away.Not only the sound, but even the picture in front of me gradually blurred, like a video that was suddenly paused and faded away, leaving only a piece of pure darkness in the end.

When she was brought back to her sanity by the orange light again, what Wu Xie saw was the familiar furniture and layout of the humble house.The clenched palms never let go, Wu Xie understood that Zhang Qiling was ready to face the same truth, even if they were cruel and bloody.

"Boss, brother, what happened to the two of you just now? How can you say that you fell down!" Looking at the two people who finally woke up leaning on the seat, Wang Meng rushed over anxiously. "Did the boss dream about something again?"

"By the way, where is that man?!" Only then did he realize that the seat opposite was empty. Wu Xie stood up in surprise, but was pulled back by Zhang Qiling.

"Still talking! Both of you fell down without saying hello, and that man just punched me and ran away! Who the hell is he?!" Rubbing his stomach aggrievedly, Wang Meng felt that this night tonight Where is the Hongmen Banquet, it is simply a Passion Banquet.

"Brother, that man is in danger!" It can already be deduced that he is the next target of revenge, Wu Xie stood up again, but was held back by Zhang Qiling again.

"You're going to save him." Zhang Qiling asked lightly, with an expected look on his face.

"Watching him die tragically?" Although the pain in his heart still did not subside, Wu Xie still couldn't just watch the man die like this.Quietly looking at the slight reproach in Zhang Qiling's eyes, Wu Xie calmed down and took a few breaths, before saying, "I'll call the police immediately."

"Hmm." Patting Wu Xie's head in satisfaction, Zhang Qiling let go of the hand that was holding him tightly.I and Wu Xie were in a coma for at least half an hour, and no one can guarantee what happened during this time.Perhaps this half an hour was the purpose of that boy to delay himself and Wu Xie.As the chief culprit, the man in the suit would be completely dead even if he was killed.