[Net King + Patterns] Ugly Fish

The dead can't hear any confession, they only need to pay in blood.

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In the dream, the orioles were singing and the flowers were chaotic, and she stood under the light and shadow of the swaying branches and leaves, she was so bleak that she was inhuman, her lower body was rippling with bright red, but there was a strange smile on her blue face.

At the moment when I stretched out my hand and was about to touch her, the shallow shadow receded into the deeper darkness, the deformed body bowed deeply, and a sigh-like voice passed by my ears.

'Thank you~'

———In the light and shadow, the girl straightened her waist, and her ferocious and broken face a few seconds ago quietly recovered. She showed a very gentle smile, and the blurred figure dissipated since then.

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When I woke up, the surroundings were quiet, and I saw the ceiling and the hanging crystal lamp; I took my hand out of the quilt and rubbed my forehead, and the chaotic dreams that were changing rapidly in my mind were covered by the gradually clear reality.

"You're welcome." I heard my hoarse voice reply, although it was a step late.

He blinked, took a deep breath, sat up on the bed, hugged the quilt, looked around, and blinked again.

The morning light trickled in through the cracks in the curtains, and splashed a light halo on the wall. What I saw in my vision was the scene before I fell asleep. The three cherry blossoms have not changed much in the past ten years. They should be familiar. For me who just woke up The decoration of the room is extremely unfamiliar.

After dazed for a long time, I turned over and got up from the bed, wiped my face slowly, and staggered out of the room.

Yesterday I dreamed of Sayoko Yoshino...Maybe she finally got her wish and decided not to harass me anymore?Well, that's fine, I hope she really rests in peace, and I can get rid of the violent emotions that have disturbed my sleepless nights during this time.

Some endings are doomed to be irreversible, and I only acted because I was annoyed by her and became angry. Anyway, other people's children can't die forever, and whoever hits my hand can only blame my own bad luck.

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Opening the door, the living room was filled with the unique desolation of the morning light, and the furniture was covered with dust and blurred; staggering past the living room, I took the time to turn my head and raise the corners of my mouth to the shelf nailed to the center of the wall.

"Good morning."

My unwavering voice echoed in the living room, echoed by the skylight reflected by the framed glass placed in the center of the shelf.

When I crossed that wall, the reflection of the glass of the photo frame changed its angle, and the photo of the family of three hidden in the photo frame flashed out of the corner of my eye. I stopped walking, and I took a few steps closer, leaning over and staring at the photo in a daze.

The ordinary-looking middle-aged couple, and the girl who inherited the looks of their parents, the three of them were smiling faintly at the camera, their brows and eyes full of stability and peace.

Looking carefully at the immature face in the photo, I raised my eyebrows.

She smiled shyly, and her unsullied innocence made the originally gloomy eyebrows and eyes much brighter, and she was completely different from the self she saw in the mirror recently.

Thinking about it, the shooting time of the corner of the photo shows that the weather was calm at that time, her parents had not yet died in an accident, and she was still a daughter who was pampered and cared for, naturally smiling happily.

Unlike now, my heart, wearing the same skin, is close to decay.

Slowly reaching out to wipe off the dust on the glass of the photo frame, I withdrew my palm, shook my head, put aside the sudden sorrow and sorrow, and turned around to continue my grooming.

If you gain something, you lose something, the family is rich, and you are alone, and you don’t have the label of Jinjiang’s hot house Dougong Douhaomen. ?It doesn't matter if I say I'm superstitious, I'll do a ritual for the three people in the photo, um~ plus Sayoko Yoshino.

No matter what, please feel at ease.

Furthermore, I have to thank Yoshino Sayoko to some extent. I just became Sanjo Sakurako and soon encountered her troubles. I didn't even have the time to think about it. When the dust settled... now I am calm and composed.

The best way to pass the time is to be too busy, and it's true.

The most difficult stage has passed safely. I believe that the small life of Sakurako Sanjo (pseudo) will become more and more nourishing~ I squeeze my fist with my toothbrush in my mouth, how lucky it is to meet the author who is a mother!

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The good mood of getting up lasted until I went to school, so I asked the driver to drive to the nearby subway station with a smile, and decided to take the civilian route occasionally.

The subway station in this area is a ten-minute drive from Sanjojia.

After arriving, the driver bought a ticket and followed me to the platform because he was worried. I pointed out a few rubbing people and told me to 'follow those who wear the same school uniform and don't run around'.

I beat my head like garlic, and then mixed into the crowd and walked into the car. After standing still, I turned my head and waved to the man outside the closed car door.

In any case, it’s heartwarming to be so worried, although the driver...he’s overthinking, the assault incidents in the subway rush hour are common, and it’s just me...

Not long after, the subway was running silently and at a high speed, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed from slow to fast, and finally turned into a straight line.

In the carriage, I was swimming smoothly in the cracks like a reptile. The middle-aged man with blurred face and obscene eyes backed away when I inadvertently approached, allowing me to deeply understand my own lethality.

Let's see, let's see~ I said that the driver was thinking too much. After being given way for the Nth time, the corner of my mouth twitched.

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I finally squeezed into a slightly looser place, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I stopped and raised my hand to reach the pull ring hanging from the top.

On the seat directly in front, a chubby face poked out from the young woman's arms.

Quietly touching my face, I twitched at the corners of my mouth——

The child stared at me for a long time, then turned around abruptly and hid in his mother's arms. After a while, he turned his head and glanced at me timidly, one after another, and finally a shy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as if he had confirmed something.

The morning sun was projected on the mother and son through the glass windows of the high-speed car. The two faces, big and small, looked very warm together; I squinted my eyes, and felt suddenly relieved.

very good!Xiang Youxinsheng's words really make sense, if you adjust your mentality well, I don't think I will be disgusting.

……Dividing line……

Walking slowly into the classroom, I was still greeted by a noisy room, and the atmosphere was quite warm compared to yesterday. Of course, that was because today is a special day.

The last week at the end of May, that is, tomorrow, there will be an excursion in the middle of the Ice Empire. According to the usual practice, the middle school will randomly divide all the student numbers into groups of three, one from each of the three grades, and the seniors and sisters will take care of them. The younger students and younger students, and so on, the group is directly in charge of the third grade.

Today is the day when the list is announced, and everyone is naturally very excited, because they don't know who they will be paired with, especially the first and second grades, because most of the boys with the best market in Bingdi are concentrated in the third grades!

When I put the schoolbag in the drawer, I greeted the girl at the front desk. I pretended not to care and turned my head. My eyes fell on a corner at the back of the classroom. I paused and took it back.

The owner of the dark brown ponytail sat in a corner of the classroom, his back was straight and straight, and the profile of his face looked uh~ difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger. In the noisy room, he was actually indifferent.

It looks... a little unaccustomed.

I pursed my lips and lowered my head to pack my schoolbag.

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Since I sent the URL to Ryo Mingo, he has turned a blind eye to me, and I don't know whether it is the content that scares him, or the logic of God's perspective.

Well - but it's not my fault, is it?I can't even write a diary, let alone a novel. Mary Su Tianlei is a must!

In short, after that day, I barely made eye contact with him, let alone the tennis team. If we accidentally meet each other, we avoid them all. It's just that someone told me to avoid me.

But forget it, anyway, there is not much intersection in the first place, and it is amazing to be labeled as "Do not enter if there is a dog inside". I personally think that it is a trivial problem, really.

I have never regretted explaining so much to Ryo Mingo, and I have to explain it anyway, just as it is to Sayoko Yoshino, maybe add some complacency?

As for the police, I'm not worried about being held accountable at all.

You know, I didn't do anything

Putting down the pencil case in my hand, I buried my head and smiled.

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The class bell rang leisurely in the atmosphere of great anticipation. Not long after, the head teacher Yingwei stood in front of the podium, looking around for a week, and the classroom immediately fell silent.

Xu Shi understood how everyone was looking forward to it. The head teacher didn't talk nonsense, but walked off the podium, distributed a stack of papers to the front of each group, and then asked the students to pass it on.

Wait for the front table to turn the watch

When the box was handed to me, the students who got it first had already whispered, some exclaimed and some complained, and the classroom was suddenly full of enthusiasm.

I bowed my head and searched for a long time in black and white. I finally found the student number of Sanjo Yingko. I was about to study the numbers of the two associated juniors or girls when there was a knock on the desktop.

So, I split my mind, "What?"

The girl at the front desk blushed, and suddenly held the list she was holding under her fingertips under my nose, her tone as if she was excited about winning the 500 million grand prize, "Sanjo, you are on the same team as Hijiruo from the tennis club!"

Her howl made me tremble—what? !

I widened my eyes, and before I could digest the surprise that the girl at the front desk burst out, she slapped her hand on the table again, "The first grader is Hitomi Tsukimori~"

"Hey~ Sanjo!" Leaning closer while talking, his eyes sparkling, "Help me get Hitomi Tsukimori's autograph! Please!"

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So... who is Hitomi Tsukimori?And... how do you know the identities of those two student numbers?

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I hurriedly nodded to dismiss the girl at the front table. Although I was confused, but if I refused, would she look like she was going to beat me up?Hmm~ To be a human being, you need to be aware of current affairs, so I agreed first.

It didn't take long for this episode to be suppressed by the head teacher's threatening eyes. The students obediently put away the grouping sheets and sat down to start class.

Of course, there are also aftermaths. During the breaks and lunch breaks, most of the classmates gathered together to discuss. After receiving countless different glances, I also learned the reason for the strange behavior at the front desk.

Needless to say, Rijiruo, the most promising rookie in the tennis club, is handsome, and most people pay attention to his eyesight, what kind of student number, blood type and taste, and any girl who asks about it can be familiar with it.

As for Hitomi Tsukimori, she is a member of the popular idol group recently. She has many fans in Ice Emperor, and my front desk is one of them.

When the girls in the class were chatting, some people were a little sympathetic in what they said out of some mentality. I think it might be... thinking that Sanjo Sakurako would be overwhelmed by two lower grades?

In this regard, I express no pressure.

The stronger the ability of the lower grades, the less responsibility I have. Not to mention, the dark gold mushroom head junior knows that he is doing everything well, and he can even spare his hands to take care of Tsukimori Hitomi. Maybe we can make a good story together .

So... I don't have any sense of presence, I just have nothing to do, ah, ah, ah——

……Dividing line……

Time flies so fast, a day is gone in the blink of an eye.

I hid in a secluded corner of the vast campus, and waited until the high altitude was dimmed into light purple by the west slanting sun, and all the noises in the noisy campus faded away, then I got up, jogged through the shade of lush trees, walked along a certain route, kept going Walk.

When I came to the very bleak teaching building, I turned the corner and paused in my steps; I opened my schoolbag and took out the flower branch I had prepared. I bent down and put it on the ground gently, squinting my eyes.

The police uncle's return visit is over and there is still a period today

It's time, the weather has been calm these days, I guess the police are no longer in the same situation as they were in the days when the incident happened, so I took the time to run over to pay homage to Sayoko Yoshino.

I squatted without any image, staring blankly at a flower branch that passed by during the day, and pursed the corners of my mouth; The petals trembled slightly.

"Although I don't know what flower you like, but this oleander... I don't think you will refuse."

After I finished speaking, I sighed, and was about to stand up while holding my knees, but was interrupted by a dull to hoarse voice.

"what are you doing here?"

The voice came from behind, I turned around, facing the half-revealed figure at the upper corner, looking at the dark brown pupils here.

"Farewell to my golden finger." I slowly straightened up and replied with a smile.