Lost Narrative Poetry

Click, click...

Teacher Hiratsuka's shoes left crisp footsteps on the waxed floor. The sound echoed in the empty corridor of the building, making the building unusually quiet.

If it was on an unmanned campus in the dead of night, it might be another example of the incredible campus ××.

Xia Ran slowly led the way in front of Hiratsuka Shizu. She turned around and looked in the direction of the sports field not far away. She saw many students in sportswear sweating and running in and out. The temperature in March was relatively pleasant. , neither cold nor hot, which is quite suitable.

"Wait, you, you really know that club? Do you know where I am taking you to?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice sounded, and he asked as if he was a little confused.

Probably because of the uncharacteristic behavior of the man behind her, she couldn't help but be confused for a moment. After following him out in confusion, she realized that something was not quite right. She looked at the back of the person who was taking the initiative to lead the way, and felt that the role seemed to be somewhat misplaced.

Shouldn't this guy be very resistant, but I must be very tough and pull him over, and pull him many times in the process?

Why was this guy unwilling to move before, but now he was walking faster than me?

Although this seems to be a good thing, at least Shizuka Hiratsuka doesn't have to spend more words and energy, but the actual development is completely different from the expected situation, which still makes the female teacher who is conscientious and wants to be a close big sister feel a little confused. A subtle sense of loss.

"I know, I know everything."

Xia Ran answered calmly, without looking back, still looking around.

It seems that to him, this school he has long been familiar with is full of novelty and the joy of exploration. Teacher Hiratsuka behind him cannot attract his attention... Jing Keai is indeed cute, but can cuteness be used as food? ?

"But how is this possible?"

Hiratsuka Shizuo exhaled forcefully, rubbed the center of his brows with some confusion, and then quickly took a few steps forward, passing Xia Ran in front of him, turned around and carefully looked at the latter's face and expression, and carefully distinguished his Every subtle change in eyes.

"I thought you were completely uninterested in other things in the school. You should be the kind of person who kept quiet until you graduated. You didn't know what the other places in the school looked like except the teaching building."

"..."

"..."

Xia Ran's eyes were slightly erratic. How should I put it? Was Teacher Hiratsuka's words too rude or too sharp?

To be honest, the teacher's vision is actually quite vicious, and he is indeed right. If there are no accidents, maybe his life trajectory really is like this...

But who could have imagined that due to the "variables" that the infinite layers of narrative ladders would continue to collapse due to the confrontational games between those extremely boring guys, the diversity would be torn apart.

The aftermath of just a slight brush, like ripples on the water surface blown by the breeze, completely broke the nested array of infinite narrative layers, causing the originally stable boundary lines to become completely chaotic. Reality and illusion, history and Legend, Chaos and Order...

So that countless world lines are affected.

Every fourth wall that is broken means that someone may be affected and fall into another narrative layer.

Dreams are the continuation of reality, and reality is the end of dreams. Everything is confused. Residents of the real world can enter the stories of the past. The myths and history of the past are no longer a pure Akashic record for future generations... …

This created the ultimate chaos, but also brought many opportunities——

Let alone anything else, to give the simplest example, what does it mean when a mortal falls into another narrative layer?

An entire vivid world was once just a narrative in one's own eyes. It might be a story, a piece of history, or a legend... This means that the mortals who encountered all of this, when their life forms were at their most humble, would It already has the characteristics of a relative "upper narrative" invisibly.

— more like a myth than any mythical life that has ever existed.

There is no possibility of birth in a pool of stagnant water. The primordial soup is also because the tides of the moon affect the rise and fall of the ocean. The constant collisions promote the communication of all things and burst out the miracle of life.

Xia Ran was the victim of this accident...and of course the beneficiary.

He coughed lightly and raised his fist to his mouth: "How is that possible? Teacher, you must have some misunderstanding about me..."

"Come on, can there be any misunderstanding? You guy, you don't come to class for even one week in the entire semester, and the total time you spend in school is less than three days!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka waved his hand——

"Are you going to tell me that under such circumstances, you are already fully familiar with and understand the school environment?"

"...Isn't it?" Xia Ran asked doubtfully.

He thinks there's absolutely nothing wrong with it.

"It's you, do you think I will believe it?"

Teacher Hiratsuka, however, had a serious face: "Don't even think about escaping today. I'm not telling you. Your physical condition has not improved. I think it's because you don't exercise much, don't interact with others, and don't see the sun all year round. "

Mood also affects health. If a positive person and a pessimistic person suffer from the same symptoms, one may get better and better while the other gets worse. This is not without reason. of.

This guy's situation keeps repeating like this, and I guess it's partly due to this. After all, he's either in a place like a hospital where people feel depressed, or he's squatting at home alone and getting moldy, and he's already feeling sluggish without even realizing it. It's really Even if you are not sick, you will have problems if you hold it back.

"You were not talking about me, but were you possessed by a ghost just now?"

Xia Ran twitched the corners of her lips, and then sighed: "Speaking of which, Mr. Hiratsuka, my health is actually very good. You don't have to worry at all. Instead of thinking about these things, you might as well think about how to get married - —”

"Stop!"

Veins clearly appeared on Hiratsuka Shizuka's forehead, forming a clear cross visible to the naked eye. If it were in the animation, you might be able to see the rapid accumulation of anger gauge on the top of her head, and it's uncertain whether it was a special effect performance.

"Be careful with your words and actions. Don't you know what to say and what not to say?"

Suddenly, she was caught off guard and hit a painful spot. Seeing that the older female teacher, who was about to leave for the third year in just a few years, also felt quite frustrated. She waved her fists and pretended to be ferocious. Said angrily.

"If you were healthy, I wouldn't restrain myself now, okay!"

She almost threw a straight punch just now.

"I'm sorry..." Xia Ran apologized perfunctorily, saying that he didn't mean it. "I just speak my mind and I don't think too much."

"Why does your apology sound like it makes people even more angry?" Mr. Hiratsuka said with a smile, and there was a sense of gnashing of teeth in his tone. Why did his blood pressure rise while talking to this person? Coming up?

She took several deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, but she still couldn't help but clenched her fists and glanced up and down Xia Ran's body, as if looking for a place to attack.

I really want to punch him in the face! But I was afraid that this guy would fall to the ground like this, or that he would have to be sent in again soon after he left the hospital.

After giving herself some psychological counseling several times, Hiratsuka-sensei calmed down and decided not to get along with this guy. She took the initiative to turn around and lead the way, and forcefully brought the topic back on track:

"Okay, no more talking to you, we are going to the club's activity room."

She looked at the stairs above, especially the fourth floor of the building, which was already on this floor. As she spoke, she looked back at someone behind her, and followed the instructions in a serious and thoughtful tone, as if an elder was admonishing and caring. Same as the younger generation:

"I actually know that students of your age hate the self-righteous kindness of adults the most. However, the teacher is also experienced. I still hope that you can try to make changes, make more friends, and have a more positive and cheerful attitude. …”

"Teacher, please don't talk to yourself, okay?" Xia Ran blinked, "I've already said it, you really don't have to worry about this. I am no longer the person I used to be. I care about the school more than you do now." You should be familiar with me, okay? I know more people than you, so don’t always think that I have no friends..."

"Huh, just you?"

The female teacher seemed to have heard something funny. She twitched her eyebrows and showed a subtle expression.

"What a rude look. What's wrong with me?"

"Ha, that's a big problem. Do you think I will believe this?"

"Why don't you believe it? Teacher Hiratsuka, haven't you seen it? How do you think I know this place? And Kato-san just now..."

"Tch, who knows if you happened to inquire about this club by chance. Although this club is not public, it is not confidential either."

The female teacher was dismissive of this and said with a look of contempt.

"And I just know the names of my classmates in the back seat. How convincing is this? Even as a teacher, I don't think that just because I can call the names of the classmates in the class, we are all friends. Friendship is not such a superficial relationship. But a closer distance.”

As she said this, she walked to the door of an empty classroom on this floor and stopped.

Then, she turned to look at Xia Ran and said in a playful tone——

"Okay, stop struggling, we're already here."

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"..."

Hum hum, let's see, the child with this question really fell silent, he has nothing to say... He finally hummed softly twice in a happy mood. Teacher Hiratsuka turned around, reached out to hold the door handle, and pushed it. Go in through the door.

A corner of the classroom was littered with desks and chairs, and a girl with long black hair was reading quietly in the seat near the window.

"Yukoshita-san, I'm sorry to keep you waiting..." Mr. Hiratsuka greeted with a smile.

"It's nothing, Mr. Hiratsuka, I didn't wait long." The girl put the bookmark into the book in her hand, raised her head, and answered calmly with a voice as sweet as a stream.

"Huh?" Mr. Hiratsuka frowned strangely, as if he had discovered a new world, "You didn't reiterate to me this time that you have to knock on the door before coming in. You wouldn't usually say that first. ?"

"So teacher, you remember this..."

Yukinoshita Yukino raised her eyebrows, then cast a dissatisfied look.

"Ah hahaha, well, after all, even if I knock on the door, you never answer." The female teacher said a little embarrassed, then looked at the tables and chairs beside the girl curiously, and asked to change the subject: "By the way, did anyone come to your door just now to ask for help?"

"No." The girl's answer was concise and to the point.

"Then why are these tables and chairs..." Hiratsuka Shizu was a little confused. She remembered that it was not arranged like this before, and Yukinoshita was always here alone. But now, it is a general setting for a study group in the library.

The four tables were neatly placed together, and the girl sat in the corner near the window as usual. The other three positions were also placed with corresponding chairs, indicating that they were indeed used as seats. existing.

But precisely because it was so obvious, she felt like she couldn't understand it.

"Forget it..." Shaking his head, Shizuka Hiratsuka reached out and pointed behind him, "As you can see, I brought someone here. This person wants to join the club. You guys should get to know each other."

"That's it..." Yukinoshita Yukino nodded slightly, looked at someone's figure, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "There's no need for this, Mr. Hiratsuka, he is already a member of the club, you see. …”

She put the book next to her, picked up an application on the table and praised it.

"Eh?" The female teacher's eyes widened.

When did this happen? !

impossible! This guy was a ghost student in name only last semester. This semester started not long ago, and he just came to school today. I called him over immediately. How could he have already joined this club!

Taking a step forward in disbelief, Hiratsuka Shizu took the form, quickly browsed it, and immediately discovered the clue——

The handwriting is very new and the date is today!

This means that maybe it was filled out just now... and that person has not left his sight since he was called here just now, and there is no possibility of committing a crime, so in other words...

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Hiratsuka Shizu's suspicious eyes fixed on Yukinoshita, and hesitantly asked: "You already know each other?"

"Teacher, you are too slow. Isn't it obvious?" Xia Ran, who had been silent just now, finally laughed out loud. He walked forward and stretched out his hand to pull out the chair next to the girl, and sat down directly without any courtesy. On top, there was a subtle mischievous look on his face.

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"..."

"No, you... you..." Her head felt a little confused. Teacher Hiratsuka wanted to say something but couldn't. She carefully distinguished the expression and eyes of the girl with long black hair, and then confirmed this.

This demeanor and sense of harmony - it seems to be real!

But...but...

"When did you meet?" With great difficulty, Shizuka Hiratsuka cleared her mind. Her eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them, and she asked the question hesitantly. She still couldn't figure out what had happened between the two of them before. Opportunities to meet and interact.

"It's 'today'. In terms of time, this is when we met for the 'first time'. "

Xia Ran stopped her smile and answered very honestly.

"ha?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka raised her eyebrows, then looked at the plain-faced girl next to her, then looked at the distance between the two, and then her expression became more subtle: "It turns out that we just met today, and we can be so good together like this." That’s a lot…”

"Any questions?"

"You know what you're asking, does that mean we can get engaged after a while?" Mr. Hiratsuka seemed to be impressed by this person's pretense and exhaled softly.

"Huh? Teacher, how did you know?"

"..."

"..."

"……Eh?!"

The older, single female teacher was stunned for a moment, and then she reacted. She had an expression on her face that she had seen the end of the world, and her eyes shook violently.