dramatic death

Chapter 105 Bad Guys

An Qi stood at the door of the activity room, with his back facing the bright red sunset outside the window, and turned his head to look at the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

The location of their club's activity room is very remote. Not only is it stuck on the fifth floor, which is not up and down, but it also happens to be squeezed into the innermost part of this floor.The stairwell adjoining the activity room was dark, with a lingering smell of smoke, and the utility room that occupied the large classroom at the end of the corridor had two huge frosted glass doors with two A thick iron chain was looped around, and the cleaning tool was leaning against the door, with a slender shadow showing against the glass.

However, it has the advantage of being biased. The activity room is usually the base of the night owls in the club. At night, the lights are turned off and the mouth is turned off.Sometimes Cheng Mingque suffers from secondary illness, and when he wants to feel the loneliness in life, he will curl up in the activity room and sleep all night. The breakfast Xu brought to Dong Tiantian can be regarded as a national treasure-level guest treatment.

However, Cheng Mingque will come to things when he is young, and he will not fight for favor or force, with Yin Tong covering his head and Yang Xu as a negative teaching material below, it is only natural to mix into the position of group favorite.Most of the people in the club don't have any opinions, and An Qi, the newcomer, can't say anything, and there is no place to raise his opinions. He can only watch that the keys distributed to the principal and deputy presidents are evenly given to Cheng Mingque, so that this kid can always Come back and enjoy life.

The other one is in Yin Tong's hands, but it is generally not very useful.

"So..." Xu Guangbo closed the book and sighed in a hoarse voice, "Where's the key?"

Cheng Mingque, who was buttoning the wall at the door of the activity room, stood up and patted the dust on his trousers, blinked his big innocent eyes and looked at Dong Tiantian: "Senior, where are the keys?"

Dong Tiantian rolled his eyes: "I don't know."

The topic fell to a stalemate in an instant, Xu Guangbo stared at Dong Tiantian for a long while, his stern eyes almost made his cheeks bloom.He thought that Dong Tiantian hid the key, gave it to someone or buried it somewhere, but in fact Dong Tiantian really didn't know where the key was. That day he slapped the key on the desk and went to find Yin Tong. He didn't have time to care who took it and put it where.

No time to care.

The current newspaper never leaves players with reaction time.

As the sun set and the sky was getting late, Dong Tiantian repeatedly played with the two pieces of chocolate in his pocket, and followed An Qi's line of sight to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.There was no one at the fork, and the corner away from the window was gloomy, and a dark shadow could be vaguely seen standing by the wall at the corner, half of its body exposed, like a monster spying on them.

"What are you looking at?" Dong Tiantian asked.

An Qi didn't speak, and stared for a while with his lips pursed, then suddenly turned around and opened his hands to him: "Give me the handkerchief?"

"Handkerchief?" Dong Tiantian raised his eyebrows, with an expression of "how could I have that kind of thing" on his face.An Qi didn't care about the obvious refusal in his pupils, spread his hands, and demanded as it should: "You have it, give it to me."

"...Okay," Dong Tiantian fumbled in his pocket, "here, here you are, what do you want a handkerchief for?"

He fumbled in his pocket, and in addition to two pieces of chocolate, he actually touched a piece of soft texture.The setting sun came in through the cold glass window, looking at the handkerchief that suddenly protruded in his hand, it was strange and strange, he couldn't remember when this thing came in, but he felt that there was no reason for the other party's appearance, because This was originally what he had "in his pocket".

Who released this?Dong Tiantian thought.

The image of Wen Qiu stuffing him with something in the morning suddenly appeared in his mind.At that time, he seemed to have just come back from somewhere. He was sweating profusely and out of breath. Teacher Wen happened to pass by the door of the class and stuffed him with such a thing.

Wen Qiu gave me this handkerchief?

He dubiously looked at the piece of plain cloth with no color in his hand, and was about to study it again, but was dragged by An Qi, and he paid tribute to a long-awaited guest under the setting sun.His footsteps were a little hurried, and his back rarely looked a little overwhelmed and flustered. His tense back was as stiff as a stone sculpture that had just been shaped, as if he had encountered a natural enemy's cub in the haystack.

Dong Tiantian raised his head to look at the other party a few steps away, just as Wen Qiu looked away from An Qi, and then met his eyes, he actually showed a tacit smile.

What do you think?Who is in love with whom?

Dong Tiantian, who couldn't keep up with his train of thought at all, was almost scared back three steps by Teacher Wen's smile. He frowned and took a few steps forward, and just slipped out a sentence: "What are you doing?" Cool.

In the corridor out of Anqi's cover, Yin Tong almost had a "ghost" face with excessive special effects.His face was pale, his lips were pale, there were a pair of dark bags under his dull pupils, and cold sweat almost fell down his hair.

He didn't look like a human being at all, and there were large smears of dirty blood on his hands.Dong Tiantian almost hurriedly took out two pieces of chocolate from his pocket, tore open the package tremblingly, and stuffed them into his chapped thin lips.

"Mr. Xiaoyin, little ancestor, what's wrong with you, how did you make it like this?"

While stuffing the chocolate, he took off his clothes and tried to put it on the other person. He glanced at An Qi's expressionless face and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out why for a while.Wen Qiu was still laughing, the expression on his face was like a glued mask, Dong Tiantian glanced at this and then at that, and then turned back to see the indifferent little friends at the door of the activity room, for a moment he felt a strange feeling sense of astonishment.

He was clearly standing in the corridor, but he seemed to be locked in some strange place.The dark red sunset settled down to the turbid color of red wine at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cold and hard floor under his feet trembled violently, like circles of sticky whirlpools that could not escape, enveloping Dong Tiantian's body layer by layer.

It was as if he had been hit on the head violently by something, and he shook uncontrollably.Messy thoughts huddled together in his mind, and his chest was oppressed, as if a big hand was stirring his stomach to squeeze out streams of acidic water.

Dong Tiantian was so excited that he retched a bit, staggered, and was suddenly firmly grabbed by the arm.

"Be careful."

Wen Qiu wrapped his left hand around his back, supported his arm with one hand, and led him to the end of the corridor with half support and half hug.The club members seemed to have already gone in, and Cheng Mingque was standing at the door to greet them. The door of the activity room opened at some point, it seemed that Wen Qiu opened it just now, and it seemed that it was not closed at all.

Dong Tiantian felt that his memory was fuzzy, and hundreds of clips were flying crazily like a film before his eyes.He saw different people standing at the door of the activity room a few steps away. They stood squatting, crying and laughing, then looked up and looked in his direction, their mouths pursed into an arc and drawn to both sides, as if they were about to directly Cracked to the root of the ear.

It's a smile.

Dong Tiantian thought.

They are laughing.

He suddenly forgot what he was thinking just now, why he stood outside the activity room, and why he rushed to Yintong's side in a hurry.He was carried by Wen Qiuban and walked towards the activity room, subconsciously turned his head and glanced in Yintong's direction, under the dark red sunset, An Qi was standing opposite Yintong with his head bowed in the empty corridor.

He tore the handkerchief into strips, wrapped Yintong's bloody hand little by little, then pulled out his own shirt, and wiped the blood on his fingers carefully.

His eyelashes drooped, devoutly as if he was doing a good deed with infinite merit.The setting sun moved their overlapping shadows gradually, Dong Tiantian saw An Qi put Yin Tong's wrapped hand on his cheek, he seemed to say something, then tilted his head and kissed the other's pale palm.

In an instant, the black shadow belonging to An Qi on the ground was torn apart.

……

The game time is repositioned as "tonight", what does it mean in the first instance of Hakoniwa Online?

Yin Tong sat in a dark activity room, playing with the background sound of Cheng Mingque's story, subconsciously playing with the handkerchief knot in his palm.

He heard An Qi take the flashlight and tell the story he had heard twice in a calm voice, as if the activity room in front of him had returned to that dark night again, with a few idle friends gathered around the conference table, Holding a flashlight, they chatted about what happened recently.

Until someone brought up an abrupt topic.

"I think there's something wrong with the new transfer student"

Yin Tong looked along the place where the sound came from, and saw An Qi's slightly drooping eyelashes in the blurred halo of the flashlight.

"The timing of her transfer is too coincidental." Dong Tiantian took up the topic.

"Her attitude is a bit strange." Yang Xu said.

"I don't think she's quite normal, like, she doesn't feel like a living person." Cheng Mingque lay on his back in the chair, with his legs resting on the armrest on one side, his whole body was like a "V" folded in half ".

Dong Tiantian laughed: "The term 'not quite like a living person' is too exaggerated, but could she be a new thing developed by the neuropaths in the Academy of Sciences? Isn't there a fixed-point experiment before universal seeding? Could she be The experimental product?"

"Fixed-point experiment?" Cheng Mingque rolled over and sat up, lying on the table and staring wide-eyed, "Wow, you don't want to say that her state is to be promoted, do you?"

"It's hard to say," Dong Tiantian shrugged, "Does anyone of you know what the results of the reagents that we inject every Friday will produce? At present, the only news we can get is 'This thing is like a seed virus. After a long-term injection, it will Hallucinating', this one tip."

Xu Guangbo sneered and said, "Maybe it was improved by the seed virus."

"You can't talk nonsense," Ke Xinyu shook his head. "The seed virus caused a wave of zombies back then. If the Academy of Sciences uses it for experiments, it will really arouse public outrage."

Xu Guangbo glanced at her, and the smile on his lips didn't fade away, adding a bit of irony when he heard the words: "Who knows if all the mice in our school are dead? Maybe our The end result is to turn into the appearance of the new transfer student, with his brain empty and his eyes empty every day, just like an empty shell."

Everything in memory is like an unchangeable movie, it repeats, and then gradually overlaps with the current scene.Yin Tong saw the shadows of Ke Xinyu and Su Xiao on the empty seats in the dark, and watched everyone's flexible limbs turn into stiff black shadows little by little.An Qi's voice is like a long-recorded audio, played slowly and methodically, it will not be interrupted or changed, just like the "past" that has already happened, it will never become the hopeful "future" ".

We can never change the past.

Yintong sat in the dark, and heard An Qi read the last sentence of the story: "The girl frowned and thought for a while, and she said: 'Why don't you do this, my sister is very thoughtful, I try to lead her to see Look, see what she can observe, and then we can make a decision.'”

Then the dimly-lit flashlight was handed to him, and the dim yellow light illuminated a small piece of darkness.Holding the flashlight in both hands, he looked at the bright light bulb behind the lens, as if being controlled by someone, he was silent for a while, and then sighed helplessly.

He said, "Let's try it first."