uh you like me !

Chapter14

Discuss the plots that are often seen in horror movies. There should be a moving coffin, there should be twinkling lights, there should be a very cold atmosphere, there should be bits and pieces of red, and it should be a dark and windy night.

I'm ready!

With my unremitting efforts, the warehouse has finally changed from a warehouse to a horrible warehouse.

At 9:[-] p.m., I stand in the doorway of the horrible warehouse, swallowing my saliva, and I do this just to scare the firs.Because later, after I was frightened to death by a non-existent red dress woman that day, Leng Shan said to me with an apologetic expression: "Xia Qi, I'm sorry, in fact, there is no such rumor at all, really , I’m just scaring you, there’s really no sound of high heels, sorry, don’t be afraid anymore.”

Can these injuries be resolved with an apology?of course not!So, in Sanya, there is such a scary warehouse, but I seem to have forgotten a crucial question: Uh... I will be afraid!

But, the sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, now that I have done it, I can't turn back... After thinking twice, I carefully hid in the prepared coffin. After waiting for a long time, Fir Tree didn't come. , I didn't even tell him that I was coming to this person!There's not even a single person here!I'm stupid, I'm guilty!

I was about to open the coffin, go out to relax, and call Leng Shan by the way to ask him to come here, but I found out, why, I can't push it away, I try harder, damn it, I really can't push it away!

Hold!Alright alright!It’s not that I can’t get out. For me, who has read a lot of Pei Ye’s "Survival in the Wild", of course I know how to save myself. It’s a trivial matter~ And even if I fail to save myself, Leng Shan will definitely come looking for me when he sees that I am missing. My, I can't die from being trapped on a cliff~ What are you afraid of, yes, what are you afraid of!

So, what the hell are you afraid of? !

When I discovered my physical condition, I felt that rationality really didn't work!I obviously told myself not to be afraid, but why, I tremble, why do I sweat non-stop, why do I cry, why do I feel fear? !

"Help! Is anyone there?" I yelled while hammering on the top of the coffin. In fact, I should have conserved my strength at this time and called for help when someone came...

I seem to have dreamed of him again, dreamed again, the warm person I dreamed of that time, he smiled and approached me.But vaguely, I seemed to see him holding a knife. I wanted to try to hug him, but he suddenly stabbed me with a knife!

I heard the blunt tearing of flesh, as if.It hurts so much, why does it hurt in my dream?The man stabbed the knife into my body, watching the gurgling blood staining his white shirt that should have been sunny and fresh, he smiled ferociously at me.

I dreamed that he killed me.

After a long time, I woke up. I was not in a musty coffin, but lying on a comfortable big bed in a hotel. I got up and turned my head, and saw Fir sitting beside the bed. Bloodshot, he tremblingly said: "Are you awake?" I nodded.He hugged me, "Just wake up." He didn't say anything else.

Ye Mu and Lu Zhiran also pushed the door in at this time, Ye Mu looked at me very worried, and didn't say anything else.I smiled: "Why don't you talk? Why do you look like you can't hide it? Why are you still lying to me?" Ye Mu looked at me in surprise, but it was the expected surprise, he sighed He took a deep breath and said, "I know you can't hide it... You still know it?" Leng Shan looked very calm, still resting her head on my shoulder: "That is also your own wish, Xia Qi."

I hate fir trees the most. They always get the point right, making my doubts unreasonable!However, he added in a timely manner:

"But if you are sad, I will apologize. I failed to protect you."

That's about it!However, I still had to push him away. In his suspicious eyes, I tremblingly walked to the suitcase, took out a CD from the interlayer of my pocket, and put it into the notebook.

When the CD started to play, Ye Mu was very surprised, and hurriedly asked: "Xiao Qi, why do you have that thing?" I gave him a supercilious look: "Lu Zhiran gave it to me!" Turning his head to look at Lu Zhiran with a smirk on his face: "You! The ghost! It's all because of you!"

In fact, Lu Zhiran has always wanted to tell me this secret, since the first time he asked me to go to the bar, he wanted to tell me, but at that time, he didn't have enough determination and preparation, so he hurriedly asked a question overwritten.That's why he didn't make up his mind to hand over the CD to me until the night when the ghost haunted him. At that time, he said to me "seriously" with the tone, demeanor, and language commonly used in dog-blood dramas: "Xia Qi, there is something in it." The mystery of your life experience, you...you can take care of it yourself!" Although I was very puzzled at the time, he and I were both amused by this ugly joke in the end, and the atmosphere eased, and he told me this. What is hidden is my memory.

However, I haven't watched it all the time, because I feel that since it is something I want to forget, it must be very painful; since it is something that both Yemu and Firth are hiding from me, there is no need to know.

Because I think life is pretty good now, and there is no need to spend time on those past things.

So, here comes the question, if I am determined to forget, why do I keep the CD?There is only one reason, my determination is not enough, I am reluctant to forget, I want to keep the memory, I think if I can in the future, I will remember it.

But then the feeling in my heart changed. I really felt that this kind of memory was dispensable, and I didn’t have the same interest in remembering it as before.

But sometimes, fate is like this, it doesn't want me to forget it, so even if I don't watch the CD, it will appear in my memory in another form, for example, when I am dying in the coffin .

My name is Xia Qi, I know you all know it, tsk, it’s so confusing.

Early summer, I like early summer.The feeling of the cool breeze blowing on the face and the skirt of the clothes is not as hot as the real summer, it is very comfortable.

I met him in the drama club, I don't like drama, where I'm just a little transparent cleaning.

That day, the drama club was rehearsing a drama.I didn't watch the play they were rehearsing because, I'm really not interested in the play, but I need to clean up.In the big drama club, there was no other sound except the "swipe" sound of the broom rubbing against the ground. The pale lights only reflected my figure alone. I was sweeping the dust on the stage, and suddenly, the lights went out.

I don't like the pale lights like in a hospital morgue, but I hate the endless darkness even more.I was going to take out my mobile phone and light up the road under my feet first, but I was hugged by someone, and a beam of bright light shone on me, just like the kind of lights that follow the protagonist on the stage during a performance.Then, someone whispered in my ear:

"I like you, don't leave me, okay?"

"You don't know how much I miss you. Every night, I send my longing for you to the starry sky."

"After meeting you, I am no longer me. My soul has been sold to you."

"I love you."

The texture and bone feeling behind me told me that this was a boy.But I didn't dislike this kind of action and language. I stood in the center of the stage blankly, letting that person hug me, letting him speak his lines with deep affection and self-care.Suddenly, a person came out from the lighting control room, chuckled lightly and said, "Zhao Yeshu is enough for you! I really love acting."

The person behind let me go, I turned around and stared at his embarrassed smile, it turned out that his name was Zhao Yeshu.Zhao Yeshu opened his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, just like the minister said, I love acting very much, don't you mind?" I stared at him and shook my head.

"Are you from the drama department? Why haven't I seen you before? Why are you cleaning here by yourself?" I should show respect to the seniors, and I replied one by one in a low voice: "I'm not from the drama department." I'm just helping my friend clean up, he's been sick these days." He took out two brooms from the broom, threw one to the minister he was talking about, his eyes curved into a nice arc, making the lying silkworm look A more friendly, cheerful person, who seems to have the same feeling as Kise Ryota.

He moved his thin lips: "Let's help you." I stared at his eyes, which were black and shining brightly, as if covering the mist of the morning, which made it hard to see clearly, but there was a kind of haziness the beauty of the room.

I nodded, just as I was tired too.

Cleaning seemed to take more time than usual that day.He asked me in the dormitory: "Do you like drama?" I don't like it, but I nodded: "Well, I like it, I like drama." Maybe, in that case, there will be more common language... ?

Since then, every time, I will watch Zhao Yeshu's drama performances, and also try to learn some knowledge about dramas.Every time I see him vividly interpreting the ups and downs of the characters in the story on the stage, it seems that I have also gone through dozens of springs, autumns, winters and summers.

If you are walking in the snow, is it possible that you will turn your hair white if you are not careful?

"Student, are you coming to see me perform again?" He asked me wearing British eighteenth-century clothes. The dress was an elegant gray color, but the sleeves were exaggerated, but it fit him very well.I smiled and nodded to him: "Yeah." He rubbed my hair: "Come to me when you have time, I will teach you more about acting, maybe, you will be able to perform on stage soon! ""okay."

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