My Sister is Fuji

"It's in that abandoned classroom...the corpses are all rotting, and the skin is opened, and the intestines inside can be seen." Lin Si shook her body and looked at Zhu Juan's vacant seat, "That corpse, it seems to be Zhu Juan's."

Infected by Lin Si's tone, the deskmate was a little nervous, but he still pretended to be calm and laughed out loud, jokingly said: "Don't make such a joke! You can still see that it's all rotten like this?"

"Feeling! I have this feeling! It's very similar to Zhu Juan, whose body has been torn in half..." Seeing that her deskmate didn't believe it, Lin Si shouted angrily, "It's right below, if you don't believe me, go and see for yourself!"

A few good students went downstairs to see it, but they were driven away by some teachers angrily.

Back in class, I added fuel and vinegar to the matter and said over there.

The class briefly fell into a tense atmosphere.

First, he glanced at Zhu Juan's vacant seat, then slowly at Chen Lin, then at Wang Dexin, and finally at Su Mu.

Chen Lin shouted with an ugly face: "Don't make such a joke, please!"

Too bad it wasn't a joke at all.Several students in the class thought so; many people in the class began to discuss the dead body.The tense atmosphere was gradually diluted.Although there are still some tense doubts, but gradually, is it really Zhu Juan's body?how did she dieIt even became more and more crooked, until the dead people relied on school holidays and not holidays.

There are even quite a few students who specially pretend to be optimists, or have an indifferent attitude of laughter.

Following Chen Lin's example, Wang Dexin pretended to be nervous, lowering his head as if he was worried about something, but in fact there was a gloomy look in his eyes, he only wanted the half of the notebook in Zhu Juan's hand!

But even if Zhu Juan died, there was still no trace of the notebook on her body.

Thinking of the notebook again, Chen Muchun's expression turned ugly, and he didn't dare to look at Wang Dexin, but looked worriedly at Zhu Juan's vacant seat, then at Su Mu, and confirmed in a low voice, "Did you see them sitting there that day?" Grab the notebook?" His face turned pale.

Su Mu was silent, the other half of the notebook was in his schoolbag.

Zhu Juan's last wish is to let herself hand over this half of the notebook to Xiaohui.

Xiaohui felt something and didn't look back.Because she understood that she would never see Zhu Juan who showed her fangs to scare her again.

Pursing her lips, Xiaohui's eyes turned red, and tears rolled in her eyes. In order not to affect other people, she lowered her head, and tears flowed down.

When Xiaohui raised her head, at some point, Su Mu stood beside her calmly.

"Xiao Mu, do you think Zhu Juan is really dead?" Xiao Hui didn't know why she asked this question, her eyes were red, and her tears couldn't stop streaming down.

Su Mu thought for a full two or three seconds before he could only say "Hmm" heavily.

"Oh——" Xiaohui laughed at herself with a teardrop running down her cheek, "Well, then Xiaomu, stay away from me in the future." His head slowly lowered and his fists were clenched, "Because I have been cursed." , everyone close to me will die... I have a premonition that I won't live long. Tomorrow is Saturday, right, I feel like I'm going to die tomorrow."

"..." Su Mu looked at Xiao Hui who lowered her head, tears kept streaming down her face.

"Why do people cry?" Su Mu's tone was very soft.

Xiao Hui trembled uncontrollably, and raised her head, her tear-stained cheeks squeezed out a bright smile: "Because I'm afraid."

Su Mu opened his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking, looked at Xiaohui complicatedly, and finally said firmly, "You won't die."

What Xiaohui was thinking at this moment was: Xiao Mu is really a wonderful person.

Xiaohui's tears slowly stopped, and she said with a bright smile: "Well, I believe in you." After saying this, Xiaohui noticed that Su Mu's body was trembling slightly unnaturally. She rarely saw Su Mu lose his composure like this .

Su Mu returned to her seat, tore off the corner of the half notebook with words, wrote something on it, and handed it to Xiaohui.

Xiaohui saw a string of numbers on the note, and understood that it was Su Mu's phone number. Xiaohui smiled heartily, but when she turned to another page and saw the red font on it, Xiaohui seemed to have seen Zhu Mu's call from somewhere. Juan is saying goodbye to her.

Xiaohui's eyes widened, and she looked at it in disbelief. The pages of the book gradually became white and dry, as if they had lost their magic power, and they could no longer see what they used to be, except for the red words: "We are all slaves. "

Xiaohui thought of something, and asked bitterly: "Xiao Mu, do you think everything in this world is predestined? Since everything is predestined, why should we do it? Xiao Mu, you are so smart, you will definitely Do you know?"

Su Mu didn't answer immediately. Looking at the broken clock in front of him, he said after a long time, "We all know where the clock will be at the next second and the next minute, and the time is determined. Why is this? Existence It’s necessary, but it’s just for watching.” I added in my heart: “No one watches a broken clock.” Through the broken clock in front, it seems to see the most real and profound side of things.

Hearing Su Mu's words, Xiaohui grabbed the note and couldn't help but shed tears again: "That's too cruel."

Su Mu didn't comfort her anymore.People around were chatting, and some cast curious glances.

At the last table, Wang Dexin didn't care about the things ahead, and tightly held the "Book of Luban" on his belly, with burning eyes.

As long as you follow what is done in the book and avoid danger, your life will only have big ups and downs, not big downs.Whatever you want, you can have.Its importance is no less than the system in the novel; my heart can't help rising, if this is a novel, then I must be the protagonist!

Half a book is so amazing, the whole book is worth it.

Wang Dexin looked forward to getting the second half of the book.

It's a pity that Su Mu burned half of the book that Wang Dexin tried so hard to get after school.

Su Mu went to the canteen to buy a lighter, and then set fire to the half of the notebook in a deserted alley.

Although Zhu Juan asked Su Mu to give Xiaohui half of the notebook, Su Mu felt that Xiaohui was just a hot potato if she got it.Once Zhu Juan's emotions are conveyed, it can be burned.

If the notebook was really so miraculous, Zhu Juan would not have fallen to such a point.

Su Mu saw that the notebook was completely ignited, and confirmed that it did not leave until it was burned to ashes.

……

I don't know what happened to Zhu Juan's body.

Anyway, in Liao Sha's class in the afternoon, Liao Sha seemed to be giving up on himself, ignoring the students' questions, and just said to death that Zhu Juan had dropped out of school, and let the other students sit in her place, forcing the matter to end .

In addition to leaving a shadow in the hearts of a few people, this matter may only cause slight ripples in the hearts of other students in the class.

After school in the afternoon, Su Mu went to the library again.

"..." Su Mu looked at the silver chain and lock on the library, without even moving the position.Through the glass door, I looked at the bronze statue in the library.

The bronze statue is dull and has lost the strange vitality of the past.