After the object of crush dies and comes back to life

For some unknown reason, Qi Yuan fell in love with stacked paper.

Every day when she is free after class, Lu Xin will receive a sika deer made of post-it notes from her deskmate.

The color of each sika deer is different, and the expressions and postures are also different, lifelike.The light blue deer is grazing with its head down, the pink adult deer is looking into the distance vigilantly, and the light yellow young deer are curled up in a small ball, as if sleeping.

"How many papers do you want to fold?" Lu Xin rested her chin on one hand, sat aside and watched Qi Yuan flip the paper flexibly with her fingers, and couldn't help asking.

Qi Yuan asked her back: "When is your birthday?"

"June 29, what's the matter?"

Qi Yuan nodded and said with a smile, "There are still two months left."

Lu Xin hummed and said, "Actually, I don't celebrate my birthday very much."

To her, this day is like any other normal day of the year.

It's not that she doesn't want to, but since her parents passed away, very few people remember her birthday.

She has long been used to buying a small cake after returning home from school, lighting a dozen candles, and savoring it alone in the dim living room with the candles flickering on and off... so there is no sense of expectation and ritual for a long time.

"I remember." Qi Yuan handed her the grass-green fat deer in his hand, and promised with a serious face, "Let's celebrate this year's birthday together."

The bulging deer lay in her palm, as if she had already eaten and drank enough.

This is the fourth deer Qi Yuan sent, Lu Xin didn't think much about it.She even felt that the other party just folded and played casually.

But Lu Xin later bought a brand new hardcover book, and put each deer neatly, neatly sandwiched between each snow-white page, without leaving a trace of creases.

Every day after that, she would receive the paper deer, and gradually began to look forward to what the little deer would look like today.

It has been rainy for several days and the temperature has plummeted.

A lot of rainwater had accumulated on the leaves of the sycamore trees in the school, and they fell intermittently, piling up into small pools of water, and half of the shadows of people could be seen when the head was lowered.When stepping on it by mistake, the rain will always splash out accidentally and splash on the snow-white school uniform.

It's been a wet spring.

When spring comes, teenagers also become a little impetuous. From time to time in the class, eyebrows are flirtatious, and the spring mood is sprouting. The small garden of the campus is indispensable for the young lovers who meet secretly.

However, these hazy sweet and sour love atmosphere did not infect Lu Xin, she was infected with a viral cold instead.

Qi Yuan called hot water and put the thermos in front of her eyes: "I told you to wear more scarves."

"I'm already wearing an extra sweater." Lu Xin let go of her hands, revealing her rubbed red nose.Her cheeks were unnaturally ill and somewhat weak.

Lu Xin picked up the cup, tilted her head up and took a sip. After drinking the hot water, the exhaustion all over her body seemed to be slightly relieved.

Qi Yuan shook his head disapprovingly: "That one is too thin."

Lu Xin drooped her eyes and said with a disheartened face, "I didn't expect to catch a cold..."

Qi Yuan said with a straight face: "It will be too late when you think about it."

Lu Xin couldn't help but snorted, and smiled with her eyes bent: "You talk like my mother now."

Qi Yuan looked at her helplessly: "Do you still feel unwell?"

Lu Xin shook her head and said softly, "It's okay, but I'm a little weak."

Qi Yuan was a little worried that she had a fever, and just about to touch her forehead with his hand, he suddenly realized that his skin had no temperature at all, it was as cold as ice, so he took it back.

Lu Xin opened her eyes wide in a daze, and looked up at her: "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Yuan smiled calmly: "It's nothing... Shall I go to the infirmary and get you some medicine?"

Lu Xin leaned on the table and nodded.

Qi Yuan left her seat, and as soon as she walked to the door, the representative of the Chinese class hurried over and grabbed her by the shoulder: "Wait, wait, Qi Wang, the old class asked you to take the composition to the office and print it out, she wants to take it Be a model essay!"

Qi Yuan paused: "Does it have to be now?"

"Well, she's waiting for you in the office!" The Chinese class representative sighed, "It's not like you don't know Chen Xia's temper, and she's going to get weird after making her wait for a long time."

Lu Xin lay on the table, feeling her nose was sore, as if it was half blocked, and her eyelids were drooping heavily.She looked at Qi Yuan in a daze and walked over again, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you back?"

"Chen Xia asked me to print a composition." Qi Yuan helped her gather her collar, and said softly, "Wait for me, I'll go to the infirmary to get the medicine after printing."

"Hurry up and go to work first." Lu Xin immediately waved her hands and said with a sullen smile, "I can go by myself."

Qi Yuan is worried: "Or..."

"Go, go!" Lu Xin straightened up and shoved her reluctantly, "Don't make Ms. Chen wait and scold you again."

"Okay." Qi Yuan looked helplessly at her sluggish appearance, gently rubbed her hair, and walked away quickly.

The infirmary is on the first floor, and the journey is not too far.When Lu Xin came to the corridor, she realized that the classroom was already warm.

The cold and cold wind brought by the rain in early spring came from all directions, and Lu Xin couldn't help shivering with her arms folded.

She trotted around the corner and down the stairs, not daring to delay all the way, only wishing to leave early and return early.

Just when they got down to the first floor, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind: "Lu Xin!"

Lu Xin turned her head in surprise and saw the person behind her: "Ji Ling?"

Lu Xin didn't know much about Ji Ling, only that Xia Qin was living in her home now.

Ji Ling is tall, with a straight body and a very heroic appearance.She has long eyebrows and long temples, and her eyes are full of spirit. She wears a neat high ponytail, and she flicks it when she walks, very chic.

She walked up quickly and stood side by side with Lu Xin: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the infirmary to get some medicine." Lu Xin said.

"Ill?" Ji Ling looked at her in surprise, "Are you all right?"

Lu Xin waved her hand: "It's just a small cold."

Ji Ling nodded: "That's good."

In order not to make the scene fall into an awkward silence, Lu Xin took the initiative to ask: "Then where are you going?"

"Go to the canteen to buy something to eat." Ji Ling smiled, "Xia Qin said she wanted to drink milk tea, but she was too lazy to move."

Lu Xin sighed: "You still go downstairs for her, you have such a good relationship."

Ji Ling smiled and shook her head, her tone was helpless: "There is no way, she is lazy and cancer is at the advanced stage, and she is an uncle everywhere."

After walking around the corner, Ji Ling suddenly stopped.She lowered her eyes hesitantly, and finally said, "Lu Xin, you..."

"Do you like Qi Yuan?"

Lu Xin covered her mouth and sneezed when she heard the words, she was a little dazed: "Huh?"

Ji Ling shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."

"I, I am indeed..." Lu Xin rubbed her hot cheeks, and asked in a low voice, "Is it so obvious?" Even Ji Ling, who looked carefree, noticed it.

Ji Ling hummed, and smiled wryly: "Your eyes looking at Qi Yuan are obvious... When I saw you, I felt that you and I should be the same."

"Oh." Lu Xin came back belatedly, her eyes widened in surprise, "Same?!"

"You like Xia..." Before Lu Xin finished speaking, she got the answer from Ji Ling's bitter smile.

"Xia Qin and I have played together since we were very young." Ji Ling said slowly, "Since elementary school, she has been the most popular one in the class."

"Then you are Qingmei." Lu Xin wowed enviously, "That's great!"

"I don't know whether it's good or bad." Ji Ling thought for a while and sighed, "After so many years, she still doesn't know."

Lu Xin cautiously said, "You...have liked her for a long time?"

"Let's start from junior high school." Ji Ling said, "About the second year of junior high school, I feel that the boys in the class are very annoying, especially those who approach her... I want to beat them all up."

Lu Xin counted the time silently, and found that it had been five years.These five years have not been long or short, but they have been the best time for young people.

"Didn't she know all these years?"

"Maybe she didn't think of me at all." Ji Ling smiled, "She had a few boyfriends before, and they were straight."

Lu Xin said: "But she is willing to come to you after death, which shows that she trusts you very much."

Ji Ling turned her face sideways, staring at the foggy window, her gaze was filled with sadness: "...Maybe."

"Actually, after she died, I was quite scared." She said slowly, "My parents are abroad all year round, and I am often the only one at home... She suddenly knocked on the door of my house in the middle of the night, and I was sleeping in a daze. When I opened the door, I found that her whole body was covered in black blood, as if she came out of a bath in blood."

Just as Lu Xin imagined that scene, she felt like she was about to suffocate: "It's so scary..."

"She cried and said that she had nowhere to go, so she had to come to me, and I found out that she was Xia Qin." Ji Ling frowned tightly, her eyes were blank and sad, "I like The person who has been with me for so long suddenly came to me and told me that she was dead? Yesterday she smiled and said to me that I would see you tomorrow, but today suddenly..."

Like a nightmare.

She would never forget that Xia Qin was covered in blood, stretched out her hands, and cried to her, "Xiao Ji, save me, I only have you."

After Xia Qin died, her personality changed a lot.

Originally, she had a naive personality and didn't have so much thoughtfulness, because she was often misunderstood by others because of her beautiful appearance, but her nature was not bad at all.

After she became a zombie, she gradually became like the "tea in the tea" and "cynicism" that other people said... her attitude towards men was frivolous and indifferent, as if they were pawns in her hands.

Lu Xin asked: "She didn't tell you, how did she die?"

"She has been refusing to tell me." Ji Ling lowered her head, clenched her fists, and bit her pale lips with the tip of her teeth, "I think she may have experienced many things... very bad things."

"Whenever I see her smile, it always makes me sad."

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