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Lu Shiqing was admitted to the hospital.

He didn't come to the classroom for many days. When Lao Wu called to ask him, he hastily asked for leave, and no one contacted him after that.No one dared to ask any more questions, but more or less guessed that it was related to Chen Fang. After all, Chen Fang had never been to school again, and the two adjacent seats in the back row were vacant at the same time.

In the water room of the dormitory on weekend nights, everyone was washing their hands. Suddenly, a person rushed in, coughed and vomited violently while lying on the edge of the sink, and the red water mixed with it spread to the bottom of the sink.

It was only then that someone discovered that Lu Shiqing had been in the dormitory all along, and what he was coughing up now was blood.

Old Wu sent him to the hospital.And only at this time, the mother on the other side of the ocean seemed to let go of the previous conflict and sent a little symbolic thoughtfulness—hiring a nurse to take care of Lu Shiqing.

He developed a high fever after being exposed to the rain that day, and the ups and downs of the temperature made him dazed, as if holding something warm for a while, and falling into the icy rain for a while.

As a result of not eating or drinking and not taking a good rest, the high fever caused pneumonia, and when the nausea mixed with the smell of blood rushed into his throat, he ran out of the dormitory in a daze and was discovered by the classmates who were washing up.

But everything seemed unreal, and Lu Shiqing felt that she was so light that she couldn't catch anything.

He saw Chen Fang standing in the rain, looking at him, his eyes were empty and his body was soaked.

Lu Shiqing couldn't help but went to hug him and wanted to rub him into her arms, but with a light touch, Chen Fang shattered, turning into rainwater and falling into the mud, turning into a pool of wet mud, which couldn't be put back together.

A red rope was buried in the mud.

He begged for it at Yuelao Temple, the one he tied on Chen Fang's wrist with his own hands.

Broken, dirty, and filthy with mud and water.

Lu Shiqing held the red rope in his hand and wanted to wash it away with rainwater, but not only could it not wash away the mud, even the rainwater turned red, thick and warm, like blood.

Lu Shiqing suddenly opened his eyes.

The field of vision was pure white. Two nurses surrounded him and were taking out the infusion tube he was holding. like tears.

A needle was inserted into a blood vessel on the back of his other hand.

"Look at the patient, don't let him move around, the needle will be lost." The nurse said to the nurses beside him when she left the ward.

"Okay." The nurse responded, standing by the bed and looking at Lu Shiqing, "You're awake. The fever has just subsided, but the infusion still needs to be continued. Tell Auntie if you have anything to do."

I don't know if Lu Shiqing heard it, but he didn't respond.The nurse sighed, and told Lu Shiqing as the nurse told her just now: "Don't move around, the needles were all dropped just now, it hurts."

Lu Shiqing still didn't seem to understand the situation, she looked at the gauze-covered hand in a daze, shook it stiffly, and then let go.

It turned out not to be a red rope.

He didn't come back either.

Lu Shiqing drank porridge for several days in the hospital, the pinholes spread along the direction of the blood vessels on the back of his hand, scabs formed, and then fell off.

When I returned to school, there were 30 days left on the countdown sign for the college entrance examination.

He sat back in his seat and subconsciously glanced to the side.The papers that had been spread out had been put away, and even the books in the seats had been emptied.

Lu Shiqing withdrew his gaze and worked on his paper blankly, without looking aside.

When I returned to the dormitory at night, it was not as messy as I expected. All the objects were neatly arranged, and the windows were even opened for ventilation. The whole room was cleaned carefully and was spotless.

The answer to the seemingly bizarre matter was clearly laid out in front of Lu Shiqing.But he didn't dare to delve into it, for fear that if he thought about it for a moment, the figure who was cleaning the room meticulously would appear before his eyes.

It didn't seem to be difficult to get out and leave. There were only a few insignificant things missing, and they couldn't even be found without looking carefully. However, after careful investigation, all traces were emptied, and there was nothing left.

People have come back and gone, as alone as when they came.

Only Lu Shiqing was left behind.

The result of self-enrollment came out, and Lu Shiqing received a notice from Capital University of Science and Technology, but it didn't seem to make him feel any ups and downs.He didn't even read it, he put the notice slip in a book, and continued to work on his paper with his head down.

People around felt that something was wrong with Lu Shiqing, but they couldn't tell what was wrong with him.Maybe it's because he obviously doesn't need to study hard for the exam in the next time, and he forgets to eat and sleep as if he's taking revenge; or maybe it's because he should be sad, but he doesn't look sad.

He never skipped class again, and spent all his time in the dormitory and classroom between two points and one line. Like everyone preparing for the college entrance examination, he regards studying as the only task.

The unexpected wave subsided, and no one mentioned the name of the disappearance.

The college entrance examination was carried out in an orderly manner, and the closing bell of the last subject rang, announcing the end of their high school career.

Lu Shiqing put down his pen and looked at the table blankly, as if he didn't feel much about it.He packed up his things, walked out slowly and out of gregarious amidst the cheering crowd, and was staggered by the over-excited people around him.

But he didn't respond.

He didn't feel restless, and he didn't quite understand what people's joy felt like at the moment, but he just vaguely thought that another agreement had failed.

What agreement?

Lu Shiqing didn't want to recall.

He followed the crowd.In the heat of summer, a group of students were dressed in white short-sleeved school uniforms, like waves. The only thing that disturbed this harmony was that one of them, wearing a dark blue long-sleeved school uniform, walked slowly among them.It was as if an insignificant dark stone was mixed in the waves, and as the waves surged, it pierced Lu Shiqing's eyes extremely sharply.

He suddenly felt pain.

The blunt stone pierced accurately and quickly into the position in front of the chest that seemed to have not jumped for a long time, and it shrank suddenly, gushing out warm liquid.

This pain was the most vivid feeling Lu Shiqing had felt in the past month.

In the environment of his daily life, the traces of being thoroughly cleaned up did not leave him any opportunity to see things and think about others, and his free time should not be occupied by memories that are often messy.He fills his head with uninterrupted study. When he is insomnia, he can't see anything as long as he opens his eyes. Even if he struggles to fall asleep, he dare not even have a dream.

He thought that if he didn't think about it, he just forgot.

But when an untimely figure wearing a long-sleeved school uniform flashed past, Lu Shiqing almost instantly found out all the information about that person from the blocked layers of memory.

Chen Fang.

Dark blue school uniform.

Highly pulled up collar.

The fair nape, the eyes that bend down when you smile.

"Brother Qing."

Every detail is extremely clear, so vivid that people mistakenly think that he is close in front of his eyes, and he can be grasped by reaching out.

Lu Shiqing suddenly quickened his pace, and walked forward with difficulty in the crowded crowd, chasing a stone drifting in the waves without thinking.

After all, it was submerged.

He couldn't catch anything.

Lu Shiqing stood there blankly, waiting until everyone had left, and the surroundings became quiet, as if waking up from a dream.

He turned his head to look at the position around him not so skillfully by relying on muscle memory.

I vaguely remember the whole summer, and even the two years I spent in Fifth Middle School. It seemed that many things had happened, but when I found the empty place around me, it seemed that nothing had happened.

Some escaped from the dilapidated darkness, others were left in the clammy rain.

Their summer is over.