not a monster

Chapter 137 The memory of dying in the past

She looked at the classmates below, as if she didn't see them at all, but her eyes just happened to stop in this space.

Sister Shang raised her voice: "Students, we will have a transfer student this semester, and there is still a year for everyone to get to know each other. Jiang Nao, would you like to introduce yourself to everyone?"

There was thunderous applause below.

After the applause ended, Jiang Nao on the podium said softly: "My name is Jiang Nao, Meng Jiangnu's Jiang, I am making trouble out of no reason, thank you everyone."

The voice is flat, distant, quiet, and independent like a virgin.

A second later, there was still thunderous applause.

There's no way, she's pretty, and her temperament is too high, just like the young ladies in those film and television works.

Some people's faces became a little strange.

Because they remember that just now, someone asked them a question.

Have you ever seen Jiang Nao?

"Cough! Let's do this first. You, Jiang Nao, sit next to... Feng Wuli. There is an empty seat next to him. You are ready for class."

She looked at the people in the class and asked, "What's your first class?"

"Language."

"Okay! Be honest with me! Don't be mad at you Teacher Su, especially you are unreasonable. What kind of composition did you write last time? My Chinese teacher is very human, and it almost made Teacher Su cry. You are so unreasonable! did you talk?"

She backed away step by step.

Jiang Nao just walked over quietly, and nodded towards Feng Wuli.

"Hello."

He even avoided social rhetoric, just said hello and sat down next to him, but this hello still brought Feng Wuli back to his senses.

"Hello……"

He asked uncertainly, "Need I introduce myself too?"

Jiang Nao glanced at him, but his voice was still calm: "Is that Feng Wuli's classmate?"

"Um……"

After a while, Mother Su had already arrived at the door with the book in her arms, chatting and laughing with Sister Shang outside.

Jiang Nao turned to look at his deskmate who had been staring at him, and asked softly, "Is there something wrong?"

Her voice is really soft, it's not that she is cold, it's just that she simply feels that there is no need to have other emotions.

Feng Wuli still looked at her face and shook his head.

She didn't seem to care whether Feng Wuli looked at her or not, the question of "Is there something wrong" was just Feng Wuli's gaze triggering the conversation window, and after going through the cutscene to confirm that there was nothing wrong, she ignored it.

As for why the boys around her were staring at her, she didn't care.

Mother Su glanced at her new classmate, said nothing more, and started to lecture.

After one class, Feng Wuli didn't know how many times he had observed the 'new tablemate' beside him, and was called by Su's mother during the period.

Said that he kept watching what the people next to him were doing.

Everyone in the class booed and laughed.

Feng Wuli didn't care, but still secretly observed the reaction of the girls around him.

The other party was as unhappy as Gu Bo, sitting upright, with a thin back and narrow shoulders, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

He seemed to have seen Jiang Nao like this before. At the beginning of the first year of high school, he sat in the back row by the window. This girl walked into the classroom for the first time, and he noticed this quiet, beautiful little girl.

At that time, the other party didn't pay attention to me, or the other party didn't pay attention to anything, including myself.

Feng Wuli still looked at this 'new tablemate' from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

After class, she still sat in her seat, not planning to integrate into a new environment.

A few girls came over to say hello to her, trying to get to know the new classmates, but in the face of the calm face that didn't even have a smile, they soon lost interest and dispersed.

She didn't leave the seat, and Feng Wuli didn't leave the seat, but he didn't stare at him all the time, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Nao was reading, and he took out his mobile phone and put it under the table to read, so as not to disturb each other A minute later, he was typing on his mobile phone, looking at the screen, and suddenly asked.

"Aren't you going to get to know them?"

"There's no need for that."

"What made you feel the need to get to know each other?"

"It's not deliberate approach."

Feng Wuli picked up the pen on the table and scratched twice on the paper. There was a sound of the color being hung up. He put the pen aside and turned to look at her: "Can you lend me a pen?"

Jiang Nao glanced at him calmly, and Feng Wuli showed her.

The pen is really out of water.

She took a pen from a neat pencil case and handed it to him.

"That's how we know each other."

"That's what you think it is."

"I think we knew each other a long time ago, but you forgot." Feng Wuli said in a firm tone.

"Sorry, I have no plans to fall in love."

"...I have a girl I like, she is very beautiful and gentle."

"Congratulations."

Congratulations, but it’s like a convenience store cashier who has been working for [-] hours in a row said thank you for your patronage when seeing off a customer. At this time, even a bear in a suit came in and bought a shotgun. She could pose a dead person Repeat to say thank you for your patronage.

I guess I wonder why my hand was so hairy when I just handed things over.

She lifted a page, and chatted the hair back from her ear.

This picture can be regarded as beautiful.

Feng Wuli had a toothache, and suddenly understood why those idiots kept calling them Missy in the past.

It felt like there was a wall between the two of them, or that wall directly separated Jiang Nao from the whole world.

At this time, Feng Wuli, who was still looking at his phone, found that among his WeChat friends, Jiang Nao's friend was gone.

All the groups related to Jiang Nao disappeared without a trace of her, and her past existence seemed to be erased.

When someone came over, he patted Feng Wuli on the shoulder, and when he walked away, he and his new tablemate took a playful look. Feng Wuli didn't care, but kept looking for a little bit of good.

He also opened the chat interface of Wang Xilou.

Feng Wuli: Do you remember Jiang Nao?
Little Zombie: Dazed/
Little Zombie: I don’t know, who is it?
Feng Wuli: Nothing, just asking
Little Zombie: I just sent the little fox to school

Little Zombie: [image]
Feng Wuli: Don't play with your mobile phone while riding a bicycle

Little Zombie: Are you worried about me?

Little Zombie: Smile/
Feng Wuli: I am worried that the front of the car will be dented by you

Little Zombie:? ?
Little Zombie: Angry/
Feng Wuli raised the corner of his mouth, and then received another message from Wang Xilou.

Little Zombie: I miss you so much
Feng Wuli was a little at a loss.

After pointing it out, this little zombie really has no intention of hiding it.

Then why did she keep holding back in the past?

Feng Wuli: Haven't you been waiting for 500 years
Little Zombie: I miss every day

Little Zombie: It still feels like a dream

Little Zombie: I mean I picked you up in Huaiqing 12 years ago

Feng Wuli looked at the screen and quietly felt the emotions of the little zombie under the text, as if he could really empathize with him, but he was just deceiving himself, he couldn't empathize with Wang Xilou's 500-year longing.

Perhaps it was because he didn't know what happened 500 years ago, but after knowing it, Wang Xilou still didn't say anything until the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when he suddenly lost his scruples.

When the class bell rang, Feng Wuli seemed to have thought of the answer.

Because Wang Xilou also forgot about Jiang Nao.

In the eyes of Wang Xilou in the past, what was the relationship between himself and Jiang Nao?

Does Wang Xilou think that he should be with this quiet, well-behaved girl who used to see her all in her eyes, instead of choosing her who has been waiting for him by the river for 500 years, dressed in old-fashioned clothes, and always It's a disgusting little zombie.

It turned out that behind the text message that Wang Xilou sent yesterday morning, there was something that he didn't know about.

So why, Jiang Nao has such a situation now?

Feng turned to look at her unreasonably.

This time she didn't look at him.

In the past, this girl was always peeking at him, and then Feng would not expose it unreasonably, and occasionally turned around and asked her what was wrong with a smile, but the other party said nothing happened as if nothing had happened.

I didn't expect it to be the other way around today.

She forgot everything, and the people around her also forgot her.

And the traces of her disappeared completely. This is not a normal thing, but he has always been very adaptable.

For a person who has seen monsters since childhood, he can accept the strangeness of this world much better than many people.

It was finally time for class, Jiang Nao closed the book in his hands, Feng Wuli saw the title of the book, the little prince.

For the first time today, she chatted with Feng unreasonably: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's good that you're not hurt."

For some reason, Jiang Nao was touched by the endless words, pursed his lips, and put the book away.

During the break of the second class, Feng Wuli asked her where she went to in her first year and second year of high school, but they all answered, as if it was really the case.

There was neither reluctance nor pleasure in her tone of voice.

It's like you asked, and she said it, she doesn't care about everything, and she doesn't feel disgusted.

The wind is unreasonable and not in a hurry.

He was going to ask Director Yang after school to see if there was any corresponding explanation from the company, so he chatted with Jiang Nao one after another.

Even though she was so cold, he didn't seem to notice it. She wasn't lost in interest, but she wasn't impatient either. She couldn't even detect what the other party was thinking, as if she really wanted to talk to herself.

Jiang Nao didn't understand what this boy meant. He wasn't eager to get close to him, but he was as indifferent as an old friend for many years, and he was very comfortable talking.

But she was sure she didn't know each other.

During the fourth biology class, the quiet lady looked at her new deskmate out of the corner of her eye.

The other party was holding a copy of the answers and was correcting the exercise book very seriously. Suddenly she felt surprised that she would be curious about what a person she had known for a day was doing.

In the last class, it started to rain outside.

The school bell rang, and Feng Wuli was about to go to the dining hall. When he got up, the girl who would usually leave his seat to follow him to have lunch with him was still sitting in the seat, this time she didn't follow.

The person I could see when I turned around suddenly disappeared one day.

He was not used to it.

"Is there a problem?"

Feng's unreasonable gaze triggered her to ask again, and she didn't raise her head to ask.

From time to time, there are classmates passing by around, and most of them will follow suit and greet him unreasonably. He is very popular in the class.

It’s already wet outside. Rain curtains are hung on the eaves outside the corridor, ticking on the handrails of the corridor. Students from other classes outside the window are holding umbrellas, talking and laughing. The pattering rain in late summer is very quiet. Even if you speak softly, the other party can hear you.

"If you go late, there is nothing in the dining hall, or is it that you don't know where the dining hall is?"

"I visited the school yesterday and I know where the dining hall is."

"Do you know where to recharge the school card?"

"There is a window on the left side of the cafeteria."

"There are a few canteen aunts who will die and throw their spoons."

"I do not mind."

Only then did she look up at Feng Wuli, "Is there any other reason?"

"I didn't bring an umbrella, it's raining a lot."

She looked at Feng Wuli, trying to see something in Feng Wuli's eyes, but the boy's face was still gentle, and he just smiled at her scrutinizing eyes.

It took a long time before she looked away, took out an umbrella from her schoolbag and stood up: "This reason is fine."

Feng Wuli followed her out of the class gate.

The rest of the class watched the two of them go out with wonderful expressions on their faces.

Downstairs in the third year of high school, a man and a woman with umbrellas walked out into the rain.

The rain splashed on the umbrella.

The woman next to her didn't seem to care about anything, Feng Wuli peeked at her, feeling like she was a clever doll.

"I had a dream. In the dream, you came to this school in the first year of high school. We have known each other since the first year of high school. We are still very good friends. There have been some troubles before, but in fact, I have always treated you as a younger sister. In the third year of high school We became tablemates."

"I just saw your umbrella in your drawer."

"...Well, what I said was also a lie. The truth is that we really knew each other since the first year of high school. It's just that you forgot and everyone forgot, but I still remember."

Feng Wuli smiled and said: "Is it even more ridiculous?"

The rain fell on the grass, leaves, and carport by the side of the road. The sounds were different, but they were chaotic and orderly. This kind of rain was the most annoying. It was not heavy, but it seemed to be able to stop.

The weather forecast says rain for the next few days.

"..."

After a long time, Feng Wuli thought that he had chatted with Tian to death, but he was still not used to talking to Jiang Nao like this.

The little girl who looked at him with a smile in her eyes no matter what he said suddenly disappeared.

After a long time, the little girl beside me asked, "In your dream, what was I like?"

"I have a good relationship with everyone in the class. The Japanese student is your best friend. You also held a 17th birthday and invited everyone to go... But I was busy at the time, so I declined. Last year, you organized a class competition. Girls in the village went to be cheerleaders. Other classes envied our class for having beautiful girls, and then mocked us. The boys played ball on top, and the girls played edge balls on the bottom. They were blocked by the sports committee. Your Chinese is very good, and Mama Su often Take your composition to the stage and talk about it. During the physical education class, all of us will play badminton. There is a future besides me, Fatty, and the sports committee member who is stronger than a cow..."

He spoke calmly, and just told her these things, but he was not sure whether the other party believed it or not, probably not.

The road is so short, but the rain is still falling.

When they entered the dining hall, Feng Wuli put away the umbrella, and she waited aside with no expression on her face, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"so good."

"It's pretty good, but it's a pity you forgot."

"pity."

Jiang Nao watched him secretly from behind, and saw him put away his umbrella and followed behind the other party. The strange sense of distance between the other party and herself made her unpredictable.

This is a strange tablemate.

she thinks.

"Did you get wet?" the other party asked back.

She shook her head slightly.

(End of this chapter)