The solemn and serious history of cannon fodder struggle

Several teaching buildings were silent in the night rain.

Little A was shivering from the cold. Song Ye took him into the nearest classroom on the first floor, Class [-], Grade [-]. It is rare to see the moon on rainy days, but there are few dark clouds in the night sky. Although the classroom is very dark, you can barely borrow it. Under the dim moonlight, I saw that the desks and chairs in the class were neatly arranged, there were still books and pens on the desk, and densely packed words were written on the blackboard. Little A squinted his eyes, but couldn't see clearly what was written.

"Here is a piece of clothing, you wear it first."

Song Ye was at the back of the classroom, taking out the black coat hanging on the chair.

Little A sits in the second row by the window, and the front row will be blown by the wind.

The whole person huddled on the chair, and he turned his head in surprise, "Uh, whose is it?"

"I don't know." Song Ye came over and handed him the clothes, "Don't worry about wearing them."

Fortunately, the school uniform jacket is still relatively large, and Xiao A feels much better after wearing it. Although it is still very cold, Song Ye sits in the first row with his back facing, the wet white shirt sticking to his body, making his figure even more thin and black. With water dripping from the tips of his hair, Song Ye raised his arms, put his elbows on the table, and propped his chin with his fingers.

Staring at this side intently.

"Xu Bin."

His voice is still so nice and magnetic.

Little A looked away unnaturally, "What are you doing?"

Song Ye tilted his head slightly, his eyes were black and big, and he looked closely, "Do you like me or him?"

Little A felt a sense of pressure, strategically lowered his head and scratched his wet hair, "...Didn't you just say that?"

"I want to hear from you."

Let me go please!Little A was depressed, and raised his head, "You are a boy, so don't be so hypocritical, okay?" Now is a good time to change the subject.Little A said with a cold face, "I want to ask you, what's going on with that guy!"

Song Ye didn't change his face, and didn't blink his eyes, "You answer first, is it me or him that you like."

Little A is crazy, big brother, why are you so determined to ask!Thinking of the seven pages of words on the black notebook, he lowered his head dejectedly. The degree of paranoia of Song Ye is obvious. "You, it must be you." Xiao A turned her head shyly, avoiding his sight, "I would be embarrassed to say such a thing, so don't ask."

Song Ye raised the corners of his mouth, his smile was gloomy and terrifying.

"It's better not to lie to me. Otherwise..."

Little A's eyelids twitched, coughed, raised his eyes, and looked a little annoyed, "Okay, it's up to you to answer now!"

"Actually, you don't need to know him." Song Ye said lightly, "Anyway, you won't come here."

oh!Now little A was refreshed, and approached joyfully, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Song Ye looked out the window, "It's almost time, please close your eyes, I'll take you out."

Little A quickly closed his eyes.Hahaha, never come to this ghostly place again!Feeling his hand being grabbed by Song Ye, he raised his head slightly full of anticipation.In other words, he didn't know how he got out last time, so he had to experience it this time.

"Xu Bin."

Hmm, Song Ye's voice is a little different from before?Is it an illusion?

Little A opened his mouth, "Still..." Don't you want to start?

Before the rest of the words could be uttered, they were all blocked. Xiao A opened her eyes in horror, and saw Song Ye's face close at hand.Kiss, kissed!

Seeing his blank look, Song Ye chuckled and let him go, "From now on, let's all be together."

Jingle Bell--

The crisp bell rang through the entire teaching building.

Little A came to his senses, and realized that he was no longer in Class [-], Grade [-], but in a shabby room, with blue curtains hanging down, four desks next to the wall, tangled wires on the ceiling, and cold white light tubes radiate light.Little A looked incredible.This, what is this...

The air was extremely hot and stuffy. A bald, bespectacled male teacher was buried in his desk, correcting homework. Song Ye walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

The male teacher turned his head and saw little A who was only wearing a jacket and underwear.

"Oh," the male teacher looked kindly, looking at four or fifty years old, he hurriedly put down his pen and stood up, walked to his side, and asked with concern, "Xu Bin, what did you do, you're all wet?"

This person looks familiar, damn it!Little A recognized him, isn't he the head teacher of the gray world?This, is this a gray world?He raised his head in a panic and looked at Song Ye. "Song Ye, you!"

The boy in white clothes and black trousers, who was also drenched all over his body, frowned, his face seemed a little puzzled, he ignored him, and walked out the door quickly.

"Song Ye! Stop!" Xiao A hurriedly chased after him, and when he reached the door, the corridor was empty, and the air was filled with the smell of moldy rotten oranges, making people panic. "Xu Bin, are you okay?" The head teacher grabbed his shoulder, and said in a helpless tone, "You stay here quickly, and I'll get you clothes."

"Need not!"

Little A shook off his hand and stayed away from him, his expression full of resistance and panic.

Song Ye actually brought him into the gray world!What does he mean?

By the way, he said, from now on, we will be together...

Little A suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Song Ye, bastard!He must find Song Ye!Xiao A ignored the call from the class teacher at the back, and ran to the corridor, Song Ye, Song Ye!He gritted his teeth, angry and frightened.There are windows on one side of the corridor and classrooms on the other. The sky is extremely dark, the lights in the corridor are dim, the green painted classroom door is covered with scratches, and the bottom of the gray wall is full of shoe prints and mud spots. The lights in the classroom are cold and white. The students are either writing hard, or reading aloud, and the sound of the teacher's lecture on the podium is transmitted to the corridor.

Little A stood at the window and looked out.

There is no one below.

From here, you can see the security room and the school gate.

The sky was dark and cloudy. Outside the classroom, there was barren land, and there were trees in the distance.

Little A recalled Yin Xixi's words - I looked outside the school gate, it was too dark there, but I could vaguely see the barrenness outside, as if it was a wilderness.

He turned his head and looked at the classroom next to him. The window glass was wiped clean. Some of the students in the class listened carefully, some buried their heads in yawning, and some were stealing food. No one noticed him, which was normal. Daily class.

Xu Wei'an said that in the gray world, there are projections from the real world, and there are dead people who do not exist around the projections.

No... don't panic.The world can escape.Just go downstairs.

Little A took a deep breath, isn't it just the stairs, hum, I'm used to it already.

Little A twitched his fingers, moved his body, aimed at the corridor staircase, and was about to rush directly to run downstairs.

"puff."

Laughter came from behind.

Little A was startled, took two quick steps forward, turned around, and saw who it was, she was even more terrified, her face paled, "Shu Ya..." When she pronounced the name, it felt like she was squeezed from her throat. sound.

Shu Ya hugged the clothes, smiling sweetly, her skin was white and crystal clear, her face was small and delicate, her hair was loose to the back of her waist, her white shirt was close-fitting and tucked into the waist of her skirt, "What are you doing?" She covered her mouth, overjoyed, "Showing such a strange gesture, huh, you haven't put on your pants yet..."

I have to say that Shu Ya is really a beauty.

What a pity, such a beauty...

It's a ghost.

Little A remembered that when he first went down to the teaching building, Shu Ya crowded in the window on the fourth floor to watch him.

She looks so miserable, pitiful...

"Take it, it's the clothes my brother told me to bring you."

Shu Ya smiled and handed out the clothes in her hand.

To accept, or not to accept?Little A hesitated, and when Shuya looked at him gradually puzzled, she reached out and took it. "Thank you... Hey, brother?" He didn't realize it until he realized it.

"Have you forgotten about him?" Shu Ya raised her hand, grabbing her hair and curling it, "He sent you downstairs last time."

Little A was shocked.

"Your brother is Song Ye?"

"Hee hee." Shu Ya nodded.

"Your surnames are different?" Little A was surprised.

"Well, we are not biological." Shu Ya lowered her head, her neck shrugged, her expression was a little sad, "My brother is very gentle, he always takes care of me."

Really?Is Song Ye very gentle? ...Ah, I accidentally started chatting with her!Actually, looking at it like this, isn't it scary?

Or is it that I have experienced too much horror and have developed resistance?

By the way, "Shu Ya, where is Song Ye?" Little A patted his face, trying not to look so ferocious.

"...Well," Shu Ya said in a soft voice, "My brother is always elusive, and I don't know where he is now."

Ok.

Little A has a stiff face.

Forget it, leave him alone.

I'll go downstairs first!

Just about to say goodbye, the girl spoke first, a little embarrassed.

"Xu Bin, I'm practicing the piano recently, if possible, come and listen to it."