chilling

It was a blessing for her to transfer to this high school from an elementary school in a remote place, but as time went by, she found that life here turned out to be like a nightmare.Indeed, in that unknown elementary school, her grades were at the bottom of the pack, and it was even more impossible for her to be outstanding after transferring to a key high school.She thought that she would be able to make great progress in a new environment, but now it seems that it is just wishful thinking.

Students at every school are different, whether they differ in grades or morals.Although test scores cannot represent everything, it can at least show the educational level of each student in a quantitative way.There are also "waste products" that can be admitted to good schools, but they are a minority in the school, and in the most filthy places, it is difficult for people to find a piece of gold.

She is a stone buried deep in the mud, born to be only with garbage.Even if one enters a magnificent palace, the stone is still ugly compared to those pearls and jade, let alone an ordinary and lusterless stone.

Most young people like to get in touch with new things and new people.When she first joined this class, she had received everyone's attention, but unfortunately they soon discovered that she was not the same kind, and her inherently weird personality was even more unbearable, so they slowly alienated her and left her out in the cold She, from the edge to the center of the city, she is always alone.

But there are always people who are willing to salvage stones from the mud, and in this school, she also met such a person.To be honest, she thought this kind of person was even weirder than her. He was standing in the spotlight, but he wanted to step down from the altar to hold her hand.Is this giving her alms?Are you pitying her?What is the purpose?Do you need to be paid?Such a terrifying kindness, such a terrifying tenderness, this girl thought she was helping her, but inadvertently pushed her into another abyss.

The girl's family is happier than her, and her mother treats her badly, but this girl has a gentle and kind mother.She found that some people can always easily have everything she can't get: excellent grades, happy family, and a good life.

She began to be inseparable from the girl, and on the surface they talked about everything, but in private she made up many stories to deceive the simple-minded poor creature.The pleasure of revenge emerged from her heart, and she wanted to destroy more of the other party.What she doesn't have, others should never have, she thinks that the other party must not come to her to make her happy, this girl is showing off to her-look, I have something you want but can never have, I Born to be perfect, born to be happy, I am different from you.

Everyone thought she just didn't like to talk, but no one could know the dark thoughts hidden in her heart.When other people were silent, they might be thinking or in a daze, but when she was silent, the idea of ​​destroying everything came out of her head frantically.She doesn't think there is anything abnormal about this, she thinks that everyone is dark, maybe there is a filthy soul hidden under every sanctimonious appearance.

Man was born ugly, and there was nothing wrong with her killing ugly monsters.It is an unforgivable sin to show off in front of people who have nothing, and it doesn't matter how others treat him who commits such a crime.She is like a snake, hiding beside the farmer. The farmer has to pay the price for saving the poisonous snake, and the girl has to pay something for the so-called "rescue".

The days passed day by day, and it turned out that two years were only such a short period of time. She finally made it through and ushered in a liberation.There is still a daydream in her heart, she wants to get into a certain place that she can't get into for the rest of her life.She never mentioned this daydream to anyone, including the girl who volunteered to save her.She thought that miracles would happen. Life is a big drama, and there must be a little miracle in a drama.She firmly believes that she is not ordinary.

But no miracle happened.On the day when the results of the college entrance examination were announced, she was shocked to find that her results were still at an embarrassing level.She wanted to pounce on it and scratch the dazzling numbers fiercely, but she hoped no one would know where she went!I hope no one is paying attention to her!

Things backfired, and just after seeing the results of the college entrance examination, she received a call from a girl.She was wandering around the campus, and she found that the school was full of shadows of that girl.The other is a phoenix, but she is a sparrow, and she even wants to fly to the high branches that a phoenix can only reach.It's because she's overreaching, because she's stupid and confused, but it's too unfair. Why can others easily get everything she dreams of?There must be something wrong, there must be something wrong, since that girl has no imperfections, then she will artificially create imperfections. ...

The bell rang loudly, and Yu Qiuliang was shocked.Gu Jia's storytelling method is very clever. In her narration, no one's name appeared from the beginning to the end, no specific place appeared, and she didn't even describe the protagonist in detail, but Yu Qiuliang heard a mental illness. girls.If you can't get it, you will destroy it, and if you don't live well, you won't let others live well. If this is not a psychopath, what is it?Unexpectedly, there were such dark people in the past.

"Sister..." Yu Qiuliang called her in a low voice, trying to urge her to continue talking.However, Gu Jia shook his head, stood up from the bench, and walked to the other side of the playground.Before going halfway, her figure had faded to the point where she couldn't be seen clearly. Yu Qiuliang shuddered. He vaguely felt that Gu Jia's heroine was not herself, and if she wasn't herself, who would she be?What is the heroine's revenge?

The autumn wind blew over, shaking the leaves rustling.Yu Qiuliang began to cough, and he looked up at the trees planted in the school with a little disgust.It is so annoying that the leaves fall off in autumn, and a large piece of dust falls off as soon as the leaves fall. The autumn in the north is short and annoying.

Maybe it will be better in winter?Maybe, maybe it will be better.At least in winter, there will be no fallen leaves everywhere, although the air is filled with smog.

It was quiet in the building, but the silence was only an illusion.Yu Qiuliang stomped his feet, and then remembered Song Ciran. He and Song Ciran had agreed to go home together. At this time, Song Ciran might still be in class. He had to go back quickly, so he couldn't make people wait too long.

It took Yu Qiuliang a lot of effort to run from the playground to the fifth floor.He touched his chest with a troubled expression on his face.He probably really needs some exercise. After running such a small distance, his legs are so heavy that he can't even lift them. Who knows how he will ride a bike later.

"Let the water sit for so long, I almost thought you fell into a pit, and I just wanted to call you for an ambulance." Song Ciran stretched and got up from the table.Yu Qiuliang saw that his schoolbag had been packed by this guy, and the table was neat, clean, and shiny, as if it had just been wiped.

"Did you spill water on my table?" Yu Qiuliang's sharp eyes quickly caught the remaining water stains in the corner of the table.Sure enough, as soon as his desk was wiped, he knew that Song Ciran was not so kind and would take the initiative to tidy up his desk.

Song Ciran laughed, and said cautiously: "I accidentally fell asleep while writing a math problem, and I accidentally knocked over the water bottle... But don't worry, your things are definitely not wet, and if your notes are blurred, just hit me. "

"Who beats you so much?" Yu Qiuliang put his schoolbag on his back, stuffed the chair under the desk, and turned off the lights in the classroom with a snap.He came back not early, and there were only the two of them left in the classroom. As soon as the lights were turned off, the empty classroom immediately looked eerie. If it was paired with the hissing and chirping of birds, it might be a good material for a horror movie.

The moment the lights were turned off, Yu Qiuliang's heart skipped a beat.He looked behind Song Ciran, but saw nothing.Presumably, he had seen too many ghosts recently, and suddenly became paranoid. In this school, apart from Gu Jia, there probably won't be any other ghosts.

When he came to school this afternoon, he and Song Ciran walked up the stairs shoulder to shoulder, and at this time after school, he and Song Ciran walked down the stairs shoulder to shoulder.The shadows of the two of them fell together, like conjoined twins.Yu Qiuliang suddenly thought of the heroine in the senior sister's story. Did she ever hold hands with the person she envied, shoulder to shoulder, and walk down this staircase?

Two people who seem to be very harmonious, one of them secretly hates the other. From the perspective of an onlooker, it is simply a terrifying conspiracy.Yu Qiuliang patted Song Ciran on the shoulder and told a joke, the two of them laughed together, as if they were having a seizure.

"A few days ago, the monthly exam was separated, and it was posted in the parent group." Yu Qiuliang said suddenly, "You are the top three in liberal arts, and you did well in the exam."

"If you make up the math, I think you can score higher than me." Song Ciran pulled him down the stairs and landed on the hard ground, the soles of his feet were slightly numb.

"Don't disgust me with mathematics. I don't like mathematics. It's not like you don't know it." Yu Qiuliang laughed when he heard it, raised his hand and punched Song Ciran's elbow, "I also said that if you mention your political points again, You can come back with a provincial champion. Are you willing to study politics?"

This trick was used so cleverly that Song Ciran was speechless.But not long after, he laughed again.

"What are you laughing at, are you insane?" Yu Qiuliang didn't want to laugh at first, but Song Ciran's smile was so interesting that he couldn't hold it back anymore, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

"It's nothing, wouldn't it be bragging to be the number one scholar in the province?" Song Ciran started to jump, his eyebrows and eyes were about to fly out of his face.He was so excited, as if he had really won the provincial champion.

This idiot started daydreaming again, if you give him a little bit of praise, he will be ashamed.Yu Qiuliang felt that if Song Ciran's brain could be dissected, he would have to look at the structure of this person's head.

When he got home, Yu Xiasheng hadn't come back yet.Yu Qiuliang didn't know him well, didn't know what job he did, maybe he just went out for a walk with nothing to do, Yu Qiuliang thought that dead people don't need to go to work anymore.Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little unfair: Why can Yu Xiasheng take a long vacation, but he is forced to go to school every day?

What is the meaning of school?For Qiu Liang, school has no meaning.High school is a springboard for boys and girls to build a road to university, but what is university?University seems to be another cage that is looser than high school.A cage is a cage, and a prison is a prison. No matter how warm and beautiful the decoration is, their essence is imprisonment.However, if you want to be liberated, you must go back to nature, the tolerant nature, the deep soil, the rotten body, come from the soil, go to the soil.

It's time to take medicine.Yu Qiuliang closed the door with his backhand, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor sensed the sound of closing the door, and they couldn't wait to light up, as if they were in a hurry to illuminate something.It's a pity that the corridor is empty, and there is no one there. It only illuminates a dusty electric car and dead flowers in the corner.The rim of the pot was also dusty, proof that it had been neglected.

Yu Qiuliang rummaged impatiently and found a small key, and opened the hidden compartment in the closet.Under the black, white and gray coat, there is still a space unknown to outsiders. He opened the drawer and skillfully grabbed a medicine bottle.

But his movements stopped suddenly.Will medicine work?he thinks.If the medicine really worked, how could he be constantly discouraged?The calm and sedation brought by the drugs can only be temporary, and when he really calms down, he will always only think about death.He's dead now, he's got his wish, so he probably doesn't need these things anymore.

He turned the medicine bottle over and over, studying the numbers on the bottle.He hadn't noticed what was written on these bottles before, but today his attention was suddenly attracted.October, October again, the production dates of these medicines are all October without exception, and when they expire, it happens to be October too.Born in October and died in October, it turns out that he himself is also a medicine, and a medicine does not deserve so many thoughts.

Yu Qiuliang suddenly laughed. He casually threw the key on the pillow, picked up all the medicine bottles, and piled them on the bed.His concept of money is not very vague or very clear, but he knows that these medicines are definitely not cheap.

Sick all day long, you will spend money when you are sick, and you will only spend money when you are born. You can’t even bear a little wind, and you can’t have any pressure. Raising you so big is for nothing. —Yes, that's what they said when they went to get the medicine.

He finally found out, he didn't want to take medicine at all.Emotions erupt without warning, blooming a flower full of malice.He finally discovered that there was no feasible way to deal with this anxiety.He is happy every day.Yes, he is very happy every day. With Song Ciran arguing with him, he eats when he wants to eat, drinks when he wants to drink, and plays when he wants to play. Life is not unhappy, so he should be very happy.

Yu Qiuliang threw the medicine bottle into a big black plastic bag, rushed downstairs, threw them and those bad memories into the trash can, the huge trash can stood there quietly, It looks like a huge urn, and also like a coffin, its length, width and height are just right to accommodate a teenager who has not yet grown up.

Really fucking sick, Yu Qiuliang wiped his face and went upstairs from another staircase.It didn't occur to him until the moment he stepped on the stairs that he forgot to close the door.Anyway, there are no valuables in the house, if anyone happens to pass by, just take the sheep by hand, anyway, the house is still there, and the thief will not be able to steal it.Yu Qiuliang coughed, his eyes swept over the stains in the corridor.People who drink too much alcohol tend to have a bad temper. I don't know how that thing has such a terrifying magic power. When Yu Qiuliang thought of his father, his stomach cramped and he finally regained consciousness.

He shuffled and walked slowly to the door of the house.To his surprise, Yu Xiasheng stood there, frowning and looking at the door lock.This idiot, don't you think he forgot to lock the door?Yu Qiuliang laughed maliciously, and deliberately raised the volume: "Okay, don't close the door when you go out, and you have to pay for things you lose."

Hearing his voice, Yu Xiasheng turned his head and bent his mouth towards him.

"Obviously you didn't close the door, why do you have to rely on me?" Yu Xiasheng pointed to the crooked schoolbag on the shoe cabinet, which exposed the fact that Yu Qiuliang had returned.

Yu Qiuliang was not angry or annoyed when the lie was exposed, let alone feel ashamed.He's used to lying and joking. Normally, he might put on a different expression to perform, but now he's in a bad mood.So he twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and walked slowly into the room, the familiar darkness wrapped him up and swallowed him together with the sudden burst of negative emotions in his heart, but he felt Arrived in uncanny tranquility.

In the next second, the eerie tranquility was broken by a beam of light.It is getting dark now, if the lights are not turned on, the house will be dark and unclear, like a castle hiding vampires, if you accidentally touch the coffin placed in the room, the lid will slowly open, and you can crawl from inside A monster with bloodshot lips appeared.Yu Qiuliang hated too much light, and the light in the living room was too strong, so he couldn't help turning his head and glaring at Yu Xiasheng, but he didn't yell at him to turn off the light.

"Sleepy, asleep." Yu Qiuliang said lightly, as if he was really sleepy.

His tone was abnormal, of course Yu Xiasheng knew he was lying.Yu Xiasheng thought for a while, put back the tea cup he had just picked up, and followed Yu Qiuliang into the bedroom.

Lying quietly on the pillow is a key, which is petite but contains powerful magic power. Pandora's box contains sweet dreams and nightmares. I don't know which lock the owner of this key has opened.Yu Xiasheng's eyes stayed on the small hidden compartment in the closet, and he clearly realized that there were some mysterious things in it before, and it was opened just now.Reminiscent of Yu Qiuliang's weird behavior, Yu Xiasheng felt a little nervous, but he was not a doctor, at best he was just a caretaker, and he didn't notice what happened to Yu Qiuliang.

"Yo, I lost my private money, you have to pay me back." Yu Qiuliang's tone was brisk, and it sounded normal.But Yu Xiasheng became nervous, he stepped forward to touch Yu Qiuliang's shoulder, and asked with concern: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I'm dead, why care about these things?" Yu Qiuliang turned his head and reached out to him, "I lost money, here's the money."

"My salary is only so little, and you still want to blackmail me. I've seen Pengci, but I've never seen you talk nonsense with your eyes open." Yu Xiasheng felt very helpless, but he actually reached out for his wallet.

Yu Qiuliang was just teasing him, and didn't intend to extort money from him. When he saw him taking out his wallet, his expression cracked a bit.Before Yu Xiasheng took out his wallet, Yu Qiuliang snapped the secret compartment shut, slammed the closet door, and fell face down on the bed: "I don't want your money anymore, you go out, I want to sleep .”

"What time is it? Don't eat anymore?" Yu Xiasheng patted him on the back, trying to coax him up, "If you don't eat, be careful of stomach pain."

Yu Qiuliang's stomach was indeed twitching, but he had no appetite.People don't want to eat when they are depressed, and Yu Qiuliang is the same. Now he is very uncomfortable. Although the reason is unknown, he would rather be hungry than move.

Yu Xiasheng coaxed and coaxed him, but seeing him stubbornly lying on the bed and refusing to get up, he had no choice but to give up.Yu Qiuliang heard the sound of footsteps gradually going away, and a sore pleasure suddenly rose in his heart.No one cares about him, no one takes care of him as his responsibility, he is a completely free individual, no longer needs to be considerate of others, no longer needs to act as an obedient and good boy.

He suddenly understood where his pain today came from.

When other people are in a bad mood, they hurt others recklessly, but he has never had the audacity to torture others, not even once.

After the monster lived in his heart, he tried countless times to vent the malice in his heart and vent his anger, but when he stabbed others with words, he didn't feel any joy.The badness of a bad boy is pure, without any kindness, but he cannot be purely bad.Kindness can also put people to death. His internal organs were cut by knives, and blood dripped little by little.How can someone do bad things without feeling guilty?Yu Qiuliang was so wronged that he wanted to cry.One day he will figure out whether it is the other person's fault or his fault.Why is it okay for others to attack him, but not for him?One day he will figure out whether he is bad or something else is corrupting.

The bedroom door was knocked lightly twice, and the side suddenly sank.Yu Xiasheng helped him up from the bed and brought him a cup of steaming water.Maybe it was the water mist that blinded Yu Qiuliang's eyes, or maybe it was the heat that melted the ice. He held the water glass and just focused on drinking. He suddenly wanted to try what it felt like to be drunk.

"You smell of alcohol." Yu Qiuliang said suddenly.

"You can smell it even after drinking a little?" Yu Xiasheng raised his sleeve and smelled it himself.The air that penetrated the nostrils was cold, and there was no smell of alcohol at all.

"Dog nose." He pinched Yu Qiuliang's face, "I didn't pass the exam or something? Don't play your temper, get up and eat."

"I want to eat fried chicken." Yu Qiuliang climbed off the bed and put the key on the pillow into his pocket.