Happy life of rebirth

Randomly jumped on a bus, willing to sit by the window, opened the window, a cool breeze came in after the rain, a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye, which scared himself.

Actually, not so sad.

But I really want to talk to someone, I really want someone to show up and tell him, yes, you are doing the right thing.

What a tragedy, there is still no friend. I thought Mo Zhen could be counted as one, but when I was able to talk to him, I felt that he was not calm enough to talk to him, and it was useless to talk to him. It was even more impossible now, and it was too late for him to hide from him.

Moreover, if he tells others about his thoughts, it will be frightening, okay? Just being a prerequisite for rebirth is already absurd enough.

What a failure.

The bus passed by a high school, and a bunch of students rushed into it. The large blue and white school uniforms smelled of clean laundry detergent, the girls had high ponytails, the boys had silly cropped hair, and their voices were like the rain outside the window. Moist and fresh.The college entrance examination ended a few days ago, and what I was talking about in my mouth was whether this year's college entrance examination paper was difficult or difficult. I hope that this topic can be simplified next year.

Happy to look at them stupidly, a little envious.He dropped out of high school before finishing his first year of high school, and he has never touched the threshold of the college entrance examination. It's a popular thing in city A, every year and festivals, I have to go to the temple to put a few sticks of incense to pray. A few days before his college entrance examination, he also went to the temple to pray for blessings. The old monk in the temple took him by the hand and said sincerity In Bineng High School, Yue Yue said thank you and cried so much.

I don't remember crying a few times, and I didn't cry much when I was four or five years old when I was the most crying and fussy age.He knew very well that he was different from other children. When others cried, some coaxed others to give candy, but he didn't.

Forced to grow strong.

Forced to get used to a person's life.

The appearance of Lin Qinghang made him greedy, he was greedy for the warmth, the sense of security that someone had to go through, he fell into it and couldn't extricate himself.

Lin Qinghang created a beautiful dream for him, then tore it up with his own hands, all the light faded, and he was still alone.

The bus bumped all the way, and the students got off the bus in a hurry, looking out the window in a daze. The sky turned blue after the rain in the evening, and the huge shadows cast by the camphor trees on both sides of the street gradually faded away. The bus slowly drove towards the deserted suburbs.

Finally, we stopped at the Nanshan Cemetery.

Le Yue was the only person left on the bus. At the final stop, he could only get off the bus. The bus drove away quickly, and he was left alone standing in front of the cemetery. It was dusk and the sky was overcast from the cemetery. A drop of ink bloomed and slowly smeared around, and it rained again, making it even scarier than during the day.

Lean was not too scared, he thought it was a coincidence that he got into a car and brought him to this place, it was also fate.Thinking that his bones were buried here, he felt at ease with absurdity, and went up the mountain without much hesitation.

He quickly found his tomb. A bouquet of lilies was placed in front of the tomb. The petals were drenched in the rain, but it could be seen that they were placed just a few days ago.You don't have to think about it, you know who it is.

He sighed, looking at the photo on the tombstone, which was a student photo taken in his first year of high school, he stared blankly with big eyes, his mouth was pursed to reveal two dimples, one deep and one shallow, looking very silly.

Recently, when I wake up in the morning and look in the mirror and see another face, I don't think it's strange anymore.

Yue Yue thought sadly, if one day even he forgot his own appearance, then who else would remember?

I don't know what kind of mood Lin Qinghang feels when facing him. He can still be affectionate in front of the face of a person who was killed by him. This psychological quality is no one else.

"willing……?"

Le Yue shook the raindrops on the lilies, and suddenly heard someone calling him behind him, and couldn't help trembling.

The wilderness, the faint human voice, this is simply the beginning of a horror movie!

He turned his head back stiffly, and stood up all of a sudden, his face full of defense.

It's Xiao Luo.Scarier than a horror movie.

Xiao Luo held a bouquet of white roses in his hand. His hair was a little long, and it was tied up in the back of his head. While all the hair was pulled back, a few strands hung down. His facial features were still gorgeous, but his skin was pale. With a bouquet of white roses, the whole person actually has a sense of disappearing like a phantom.

Seeing Lele's eyes fall on the bouquet he was holding, Xiao Luo casually threw the flowers away and smiled at him, "I should call you Chen Leyi, or I am Lele."

Happy took a few steps back, "Lin Qinghang, did I tell you?"

Xiao Luo copied it into his pocket with his hand, and his expression was still arrogant, "You kept saying that I killed Chen Leyi, and Lin Qinghang reminded me all day long that I was a criminal. Oh, it's really interesting, I thought it was all written in novels .”

Xiao Luo asked seemingly unintentionally, "Come to sweep the grave alone."

"You don't, either."

Thinking of the person waiting at the foot of the mountain, Xiao Luo understood, "Oh, I'm a little curious, what does it feel like to sweep my own grave?"

If you still can't bear Lin Qinghang, then you are willing to be disgusted and disgusted with Xiao Luo. Seeing him so indifferently as if it has nothing to do with him, I really want to rush up and give him a few punches, but Chen Leyi's small body is considered , still did not dare to make a move, and could only stare at him fiercely.

"Don't look at me with that kind of look." Xiao Luo smiled, walked towards him, and suddenly punched him in the face, bringing a gust of wind to his face, willingly widened his eyes, and saw that there was only one distance from the tip of his nose. With a finger-width fist, he stretched out his hand and opened it hard, "I'm sick."

"Let me just say, how could Lin Qinghang like that submissive fool? It turned out that he had changed a long time ago."

"You're obedient, fool? Xiao Luo, you really don't repent."

"Don't talk about whether you are dead or not," Xiao Luo looked around and advised with a kind face, "How unlucky."

"You obviously, already, killed someone..."

"Yes, I've already killed one person, so I don't mind another one, do you want to try?" Xiao Luo's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Lele with a sinister look, as if he was about to pounce on him at any time. A lion crushed by prey.

Xiao Luo's appearance was almost crazy, Le Yue couldn't tell whether this person really wanted to kill him, but stepped back a few steps in fear, Xiao Luo sneered when he saw his reaction, "A virtue. "

He turned and left, stepping on the bouquet of white roses, his words were too ostentatious, sparing no effort.

Xiao Luo walked out of the cemetery and got into the car. When he was going down the mountain, it was already raining. He got into the car with a pale complexion, gasped for a while in the car, and the rain suddenly became heavy.

A car was parked in the distance, Xiao Luo stopped here before going up the mountain.He glanced at the car, then looked back at the cemetery, smiled, and called Mo Zhen.

Mo Zhen quickly answered the phone, and asked him feebly, "What are you doing?"

"Where are you?"

Mo Zhen mentioned a location, not too far from here, Xiao Luo clicked his tongue, "I just met Yue in Nanshan Cemetery."

The voice suddenly became energetic, "Yes, what is he doing there?"

In fact, he was not sure what Mo Zhen meant when he was happy. At most, he could tell that Mo Zhen was a little tempted when they met before. What else can you do in the garden besides watching dead people? Have a picnic?"

"Oh... so," thinking of Yue's attitude towards him, Mo Zhen's excitement subsided again, "Why did you tell me?"

"I saw that the last train here just left, so I'm glad I didn't get on it. Besides, it's raining."

Mo Zhen understood Xiao Luo's meaning, "Got it! Brother, thank you, I invite you to dinner when I have time!"

"Need not."

Just as he was making a phone call, a person hurriedly ran down from the parked car. Xiao Luo drove past him, and that person ran towards the cemetery in a panic. The smile on Xiao Luo's face slowly cool down.

He said to Mo Zhen, "Hurry up, if you are late, you will be too late."

Le Yue sneezed a few times in a row, he thought he was screwed, it rained in the afternoon and rained in the evening, he would be sorry for his short memory if he didn't catch a cold.

Is there a sheltered place in the cemetery? He can only walk down the mountain first. Halfway there, Mo Zhen's phone call comes.

"Little stammer, wait for me at the gate of the cemetery, I'll be right there."

Le Yue was wondering how he knew he was here, but he didn't ask, the rain was heavy, he couldn't see the way, his feet slipped and his phone almost flew off, he snorted, Mo Zhen said nervously , "Are you okay, did you fall?"

I am willing to mutter, how come I am so smart at this time, I can hear it as soon as I hear it.

"I'm fine. Let's not talk, the phone is flooded."

Lin Qinghang was worried and happy, so he followed the bus after all. At first, he was too far away and didn't notice that the person who went up the mountain was Xiao Luo. When Xiao Luo went down the mountain, he saw it clearly, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurried up the mountain.

It was raining heavily and the wind was also strong. It was inconvenient to hold an umbrella, so Lin Qinghang simply put away the umbrella.There are several roads up the mountain, and he was worried about his safety, so he made a few phone calls and was either in the middle of the call or refused to answer, so he hurriedly chose one and walked straight up.

It happened to be staggered with the joy of going down the mountain.

Le Yue went down the mountain with her arms in her arms, feeling like she was going to freeze, and when she got to the door, she found that Mo Zhen got out of the car and was waiting at the door. Seeing him get off, she immediately ran over, and the two got into the car back and forth.

Mo Zhen grabbed his hand and asked, "Why are you here? What kind of grave are you sweeping in the rain? I don't know if the last bus here leaves at 05:30? How can you go back when I'm not here?"

Yi Le tremblingly pointed at the air conditioner, "Can you, turn this off first?"

Only then did Mo Zhen realize it, and found a towel to wipe for Le Le, who had a splitting headache, curled up aside and passed out.

Lele's cell phone rang all the way, and Mo Zhen got dizzy when he heard it. When he encountered a red light, it rang again. Mo Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, and took his cell phone.

It shows: Lin Qinghang.