God does not love the world [unlimited]

Let's talk about sleeping opposite.

On the opposite bed with folded arms was a man with an oval face. After waking up and facing the top of his head in a daze for a long while, remembering that this was not the real world he was familiar with, he gave up the idea of ​​getting out of bed.

After waking up once in the middle of the night, it was difficult to fall asleep again. He tossed and turned on the bed, opened his eyes abruptly to the bed board until dawn, finally got up and got out of bed, dragged his slippers to the outside of the bathroom, and opened the door between his legs.

"哗啦——", the roller skate rolled over the groove.

Something fell over.

The oval face was shocked by the thing, and pushed away reflexively, and the mind was instantly awake. From the corner of his eye, he saw the thing he pushed hit the wall, making a loud noise.

is an individual.

It was the player who was supposed to sleep in the bed opposite him.

At this moment, his face was facing up, his mouth was open, his eyes were about to split open, and there was a circle of bruises on his neck.

Like an invisible shackle, it tightly clasped his throat.

When it hit it just now, the cold, stiff touch came up belatedly.

The oval face fell to the ground with a limp foot, and made two sounds with difficulty in his throat, but he couldn't utter a complete word.

■

Shi Yu was woken up by the wake-up bell on the radio in the morning.

The bell rang together with the shout, and he curled up in the quilt for half a minute, but finally gave up: "5 minutes."

Shang Xia laughed, "Okay."

As if it had been set up in advance, 5 minutes to a second, Shi Yu slowly got down from the bed, and when she looked up, she saw the door was open and a crowd of people gathered in the room opposite the door.

In the morning, the oval face witnessed the tragic death of his roommate. Not only did he wake up the remaining two roommates, but when he escaped, he tripped over the threshold and fell to the opposite door.

Shang Xia and Lin Chenghuan heard the movement, dragged him back to the scene, squatted beside the player's corpse to check for a while, and happened to meet Shi Yu when they came back.

Time was tight in the morning, and Lin Chenghuan and they were not the first to leave together. While pushing the wheelchair, Shang Xia described the appearance of the player's corpse he saw in the morning: "His neck is covered with bruises, as if he was strangled by someone. strangled."

Shi Yu took a piece of white paper torn out from nowhere, folded the rectangle along the diagonal, then unfolded it, and folded the excess part below the right triangle. At first glance, it looked like a neat square.

"I later asked Lin Chenghuan what he did in the morning, and he said that he didn't know where he went out of his way to provoke that ghost. The window was closed, and the ghost was standing outside the window before attacking him, and he didn't know how Pass through the glass in the blink of an eye." Shang Xia turned to the corridor, "He said that moment was like being in deep water, and the pressure around him was like the water pressure felt in the deep sea, completely breathless."

Shi Yu lowered her eyelashes and folded the four corners of the paper in her hand, not sure if she listened or not.

"He couldn't move, so he concentrated on summoning an item, and I heard the sound of the item hitting the ground. Then I appeared, and the ghost disappeared, as did the sense of oppression on his body. Is it true that the front is not You know, I didn't see anything when I ran over anyway."

"As for the pinch mark on his neck, it's exactly the same as what I saw on the dead player later. It's a pity that one is dead and the other is still alive."

Shi Yu folded and flipped the square in his hand, then pulled the white wings on both sides, and pulled out a thousand paper cranes.

He seems to have too strict requirements on the rules. The school uniforms that take off must be neatly folded, the books on the desk must be arranged from large to small, and even a piece of paper must be folded carefully. No interface.

Shang Xia: "Do you think what Lin Chenghuan said is true?"

Shi Yu folded the head of the paper crane inwards three times, and it turned out three heads, as delicate as a handicraft: "Is that important?"

Shang Xia watched his movements: "If it's fake, won't it interfere with judgment?"

"If he's telling lies, it means he's not willing to tell the truth, and you can't force him." Shi Yu folded the paper crane's tail, "Push it along, and you'll know when you see the contradiction."

Shang Xia thought to himself, in fact, he could still use force to force him.

But he maintained his harmless face and said nothing.

Back in the classroom, Cen Besi, who had been missing for an early morning, was already in the classroom, putting a breakfast in Lin Zhi's drawer under the cover of his body.

The same table returned the homework as if confessing, and continued chatting happily with the front desk, this time, instead of talking about the messy gossip between Lin Zhi and Cen Biexi, he talked about the imminent monthly exam: "You review Yet?"

"The salted fish is lying flat."

"...Don't do this, I won't be able to resist getting close to Mo Zhehei."

"Pfft, you can plead with the teacher to switch to Lin Zhi, maybe you can suck it if you get closer."

"Suck luck?"

"This 'washing' is not the other's 'sucking', where are you thinking? I haven't seen her in the classroom for a moment since the beginning of school, and she is not studying questions and reading books. Her real grades are better than yours, and she works harder than you. You Go to her to cleanse your soul, maybe you can be sublimated before Yuekao dies."

"Come on, if I really sit with Lin Zhi, I'm afraid I'll be cursed and have bad luck before I take the exam. I might as well choose Cen Biexi."

"Cen Biexi took the first place in the exam without seeing the first and last exams. If you pass, you will probably suspect that your parents didn't give you any brains."

"..."

Shi Yu put the thousand paper cranes on the corner of the table and opened the textbook. The paper was slightly rough and grainy.

He pressed the paper, and the front row suddenly turned around and leaned over.

It's a girl: "That..."

Shi Yu raised her eyes: "?"

Now it was recess, his deskmate and the girl's deskmate ran away together and disappeared, leaving only the two of them in the corner of the back row.

The girl covered her face with the stacked textbooks, and whispered, "Can you form a team?"

Shi Yu lowered her eyes and closed the textbook, took a math study question from the table and wrote: "No."

Yi Shengsheng's expression froze slightly, and he let out a small "ah": "Why?"

...what else could be the reason?

Yi Shengsheng also realized that his words were really weak, so he hurriedly said, "Something happened in our dormitory."

Shi Yu wrote down a line of formula and drew a coordinate axis.

Yi Shengsheng continued: "There is one person missing, and Lin Zhi wasn't there at the time."

Shi Yu started another line.

Yi Shengsheng: "I also heard Lin Zhi talk about Cen Biexi."

"Is this your weight?" Shang Xia said.

Yi Shengsheng's heart skipped a beat, and she turned her eyes round suddenly: "When did you come? Are you still eavesdropping?"

The question I asked others yesterday was turned on my head, Shang Xia's face remained unchanged, and he put the breakfast in his hand on the desk: "You remember to eat."

Shi Yu finally raised his eyes to look at him, lowered his eyelashes, and continued to work on the question.

Yi Shengsheng stared blankly at his movements.

"I'll go to the teacher's office." After Shang Xia explained, he finally turned his head to look at the girl, smiling, "He's my teammate, so I'm listening openly."

Yi Shengsheng savored that sentence, and inexplicably tasted something unusual from it: "So you have teammates, so you won't be with me?"

Shi Yu was speechless and could only remain silent.

Because he didn't want to understand when the relationship between him and Shang Xia changed from a simple transaction to a teammate.

■

The head teacher of Class 410 of [-] where the players belonged taught mathematics, which gave everyone a perfect excuse when they needed to get close: if you can't solve the problem, ask the teacher.

Standing in the office, Shang Xia leaned on the desk while listening to the class teacher's eloquent talk. Before he could take a closer look, his hand touched the pile of class information sheets next to him, and one accidentally pushed it out of the edge of the table, and it fell all over the sky.

The head teacher suddenly put down the topic: "Hey!"

"I'm sorry, teacher!" Shang Xia hurriedly knelt down to pick it up, and kept apologizing.

The class teacher put away the forms one by one: "Forget it, I know you didn't mean it."

The office is so small, and the two of them quickly collected all the papers together.Shang Xia handed the stack he picked up to the homeroom teacher, inadvertently looked down at the age filled in on the top sheet, and uttered a puzzled particle: "Is Cen Biexi?"

The homeroom teacher was counting the numbers, and said half-jokingly, "Yes, he is older than you. Strictly speaking, all of you in the class should call him brother."

Shang Xia pouted, with a face of resistance: "Shouldn't he go to college at his age?"

The teacher in charge counted them all before replying: "He had some accidents before, he applied for a suspension of school, and he just came back now."

Shang Xia: "Three years behind, so he took a break for three years? Why?"

"How do I know that? What do you do after asking so much about other people's affairs." The class teacher put the form back, and took out the textbook and lesson plan from the bookshelf, "It's time to ring the class bell, hurry back!"

Shang Xia understood that it was impossible to ask for any information, so he hugged the exercise book that he had brought as an excuse.

As soon as he went out, the smile on his face faded, and with a flick of his dangling wrist, he took out a white paper folded in half from his long sleeve, and slowly unfolded it.

It was the one belonging to Cen Biexi at the top of the stack of information sheets just now.

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The deskmate came back by stepping on the class bell.

At that time, Shi Yu happened to be looking at the window on the other side of the corridor, and had a face-to-face meeting with her deskmate.

The deskmate sat back on the chair, gulped down a big mouthful of water, and followed his gaze: "What's the matter over there, why are you always staring at me?"

Shi Yu still looked in that direction: "Which class is in that building?"

The tablemate had an expression of "what's the question?": "The people in that building are all seniors, which class are you referring to?"

Shi Yu withdrew his gaze: "Is this building full of freshmen?"

"Yes." The same table pointed to the window on the other side of the corridor, "The south building on the left is full of sophomores, our middle building is senior one, and the north building on the right is senior three. You study Stupid, don't you remember?"

Shi Yu: "But the classroom opposite is empty."

"There are only a few high school students. There are only more than 600 students in ten classes. The lower two floors of classrooms are enough for them. Of course, the third floor is empty." Four floors up. It's been three months since school started, and you just remembered to ask this question?"

Shi Yu responded, "Suddenly thought of it."

These are not questions worth exploring at all. The tablemate said it as a matter of nostalgia, and he forgot it after thinking about it.

Shi Yu glanced sideways at the window beside her.

He was sitting away from the wall of the corridor, and the south teaching building was outside the window, and he could clearly see the students sitting at the desks in the other building.

In the teaching building for the sophomores, the classrooms were also arranged on the fourth floor.