Criminal Minds Profile

Since that day, Diao Shuzhen hardly felt that cold gaze following him like a shadow, and the occasional light glance was also fleeting, as if he didn't want to give her more charity.

In this regard, Diao Shu was really relieved, but at the same time, for some reason, he felt a faint sense of loss in his heart, as if he had lost something precious.When Song Yucheng stared at him, he felt that she was annoying, but when the other party ignored him, he felt uncomfortable.

Man, it's really cheap.

Diao Shuzhen knocked the book on the table, stretched himself, trying to dispel Song Yucheng's mind.The breeze opened the curtains of 1551, and a gust of cool wind carried a little autumn rain on her face, making her shiver involuntarily, and a small layer of goosebumps appeared on her exposed arms.She got up and rummaged through the closet to find a long-sleeved shirt and put it on, before she regained her composure.

Although the blossoming summer has passed, the sweet love atmosphere on the campus of Z University has not diminished at all.After evening self-study, you can often see a pair of couples holding hands, kissing or leaning side by side on the playground.

Roommate Wei Zimeng and her girlfriend are in different places, and they have to talk on the phone in the corridor for several hours every night, talking endlessly; Shen Xinyue's boyfriend seems to be a senior from Z University South Campus—from her From her increasingly ruddy complexion and softer eyes like spring water, it can be seen that love has nourished her quite well.

In such a campus full of youthful hormones, Diao Shuzhen uncharacteristically restrained his style of lingering in the flowers, studying in the library every day, waiting outside when the library opened every day, and leaving late at night when the library closed.Song Yucheng was sitting diagonally across from her, but the two of them didn't even make eye contact, and they became complete strangers.

One day, after the library's closing bell rang, Diao Shuzhen stood up abruptly, walked quickly towards Song Yucheng's table, and stopped in front of Song Yucheng.

The other party packed his things unhurriedly, as if he didn't see Diao Shuzhen at all, and planned to leave on his own.

Diao Shu said anxiously: "I want to talk to you about Feng Liandi."

Song Yucheng didn't even raise his eyelids, and said indifferently: "I have already reported to the police and the school. If the situation is true, there should be a result soon."

Diao Shuzhen was a little incoherent: "Then—that day was purely a misunderstanding—"

Song Yucheng glanced at her coolly, with a calm and objective tone, "Student, you don't need to explain anything to me. As long as you don't violate school rules, I have no right to interfere with your affairs."

Diao Shuzhen had hit a soft nail, his face was flushed red, his original ability of eloquence seemed to have failed, and it was all useless.

Song Yucheng glanced at her, and there was no other emotion in those cold pool-like eyes except deep and cold.

"Student, you are really strange." Song Yucheng said calmly, "Why do you insist on explaining to me, is it important what I think of you?"

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, leaving Diao Shuzhen a resolute back.

The weather is getting cooler day by day, and the air is filled with the cool and bleak atmosphere of autumn night. The road is covered with a layer of yellow dead leaves, and there are only faded butterflies.The drizzle fell one after another, blurring the warm yellow lights on the roadside into blurred halos.Diao Shuzhen was walking alone on the road. Amidst the drizzle, there was the sound of dead leaves cracking from time to time, which made the road even more lonely and quiet.

Diao Shuzhen's face turned red and then pale, with unspeakable hotness and embarrassment lingering on her face.She was like a cat being held by the back of the neck, being choked by the throat of fate by Song Yucheng's few words.

That's right, she thought viciously: Song Yucheng is just the school's Disciplinary Committee, and their relationship may not even be considered friends, so what does her emotional life have to do with the other party?Even if she hired Zuihualou to change to a different lady every day, would she, Song Yucheng, be in control?

But, what is the lingering sense of frustration and loss in my heart?She pulled her hair and paced back and forth on the campus path like a pendulum, unable to relieve the anxiety in her heart.

The night gradually deepened, and the drizzle that had stained the clothes at the beginning gradually condensed into raindrops, floating and falling from the heart of the sky.A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the leaves of the camphor trees withered, adding a sense of desolation and desolation.

Suddenly, a cold hand put Diao Shuzhen's shoulder, she shivered, and looked back in horror—seeing that it was Wei Zimeng, she spit out the breath she was holding.

"It scares me to death." Diao Shuzhen covered his chest and scolded with a smile, "Can't you do something in the world?"

With the dim light of the low-power street lamp, she saw that Wei Zimeng's hair was disheveled, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were swollen, as if he hadn't slept for three days and three nights.Taking a closer look, the familiar face was full of unfamiliar despair, and there was a flash of madness in the eyes, which reminded people of the prisoners who were trapped in the prison waiting for the death sentence.

Diao Shu was really taken aback, recalling that he had been worrying about Song Yucheng these days, rarely noticing whether Wei Zimeng returned to the dormitory on time, and whether he was in a normal mood, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty and remorseful.

She was a little surprised in concern, and asked cautiously: "What's the matter, buddy, is there something wrong with your girlfriend? Or is there any difficulty you encountered? Tell me about it."

Wei Zimeng and her stared at each other for a few seconds, and then looked away. She twisted the hem of her clothes, hesitating, her eyes flickering, "Can you lend me some money?"

"Okay, how much do you want?" Diao Shuzhen frowned, a certain guess surfaced in her heart, and an ominous shadow shrouded her head, making her breathless.

"Can you... lend me... million?" Wei Zimeng lowered his head and murmured.

Diao Shu couldn't believe his ears, and asked again, "How much?"

"Thirty thousand." Wei Zimeng said courageously as if he was going all out.

"Are you crazy, you!" Diao Shuzhen frowned, grabbed Wei Zimeng's collar, and said in shock and anger, "Even if I sell the car and borrow it from you, I still can't get it out for a while. Ah. What the hell did you do, you, how can you spend so much money in the cafeteria every day in class, don't you have living expenses at home?"

The last light in Wei Zimeng's eyes was extinguished, and she was carried by Diao Shuzhen like a rag bag, her only struggle was to grab Diao Shuzhen's sleeve, and she begged like a child about to be abandoned by her parents: "I'm going to leave tomorrow. ,Can you--"

Wei Zimeng's words seemed to add fuel to the fire, igniting Diao Shuzhen's heart.She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, loosened her neckline, and said calmly, "I can try my best to help you, but why do you want so much money? What happened to you? Give me an explanation."

"Forget it." Wei Zimeng's hand hangs down feebly, she let go of her like a walking corpse without a soul, and turns away in a daze, "You can't help me—"

"You!" A wave of anger rushed to Diao Shuzhen's forehead. Wei Zimeng's appearance made her feel sad and angry. She took a sudden step forward, trying to grab Wei Zimeng's shoulder to make him understand, but unexpectedly He stepped on the slippery fallen leaves under the tree and fell straight to the ground.

She grinned her teeth in pain, and a few tears burst out of her eyes, probably because she broke her knee just now.In the hazy vision, she saw Wei Zimeng's back gradually sinking into the depths of the camphor forest, as if being swallowed by that dark abyss, which made her feel uneasy.When she got up, she didn't care to brush off the dirt on her body, and when she chased in that direction, the other party had disappeared.

When Diao Shuzhen returned to the dormitory, it was already [-]:[-] in the evening.When she opened the door, darkness rushed in, and there was no one in the bedroom.She lit the lamp and poured complex iodine on the table to disinfect her wounds.

Sometimes, pain is a good thing instead, it can keep people from being swallowed by loneliness and keep a bit of cruel sobriety.She turned on the phone, swiped across the roommate's name in the address book, but turned off the phone in frustration, and put it on the table.

After all, no one can be responsible for other people's choices, and no one can really spend the rest of your life with you.Loneliness is the normal state of life.She withdrew her chaotic thoughts, hid those fears and worries, turned off the lights and went to bed.

At 21:[-], Diao Shuzhen, who was tossing and turning on the bed, did not wait for the expected door opening, she climbed the ladder and got out of bed.A gust of wind blew open the window, and the raindrops from outside poured in, covering her head and face, making her shudder.She looked around, and found that the quilts on the other roommates' beds were still neatly stacked there, and it was a bit frighteningly empty.

Shen Xinyue should be with her boyfriend——

Is Feng Liandi still obsessed with MLM organizations——

Wei Zimeng—who knows where she went—

She accidentally knocked her skinny knee against the edge of the table, the pain made her forehead sweat, and she suddenly woke up from the hazy state of sleep.Reminiscent of what Wei Zimeng said to herself half a day ago, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, her breathing became short of breath, hot blood rushed straight to her brain, and her palms were hot.She rummaged through the drawer and found the folding saber under the sundries, hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked out the door of the bedroom.

She walked out of the bedroom door, hesitated at the corner for a moment, as if she had sensed some kind of hint from somewhere, and rushed towards the open platform on the top floor, completely ignoring that she was still barefooted.The sound of heavy footsteps on the tiles seemed to be an ominous phenomenon, echoing in the empty dormitory corridor at this time, very depressing.

She ran to the 23rd floor on the top floor, her heart was beating rapidly, and she was out of breath, as if she would fall down due to excessive force at any time.She caressed the rusty ladder on the top floor, and her white palms were stained with a layer of brown rust and black dust. Her heart widened, and her heart hanging in mid-air calmed down slightly.

For safety reasons, the school did not open the platform on the top floor of the dormitory to the students, but it did not completely seal off the passage leading to the roof—so, on the ceiling of the 23rd floor, a small black hole was opened , which is the entrance to the top floor.If Wei Zimeng wants to go to the open-air platform, it is impossible to reach the three-meter-high entrance by himself, so he must borrow a ladder fixed on the wall.

As for the ladder Diao Shuzhen touched just now, judging from the traces on it, it has not been used for a long time.She's probably the only customer here these days.

She pursed her lips, her face was as white as paper, in the sound of wind and rain outside, she could hear her irregular heartbeat, beating.

Looking at the rusty sharp stairs, she hesitated for a moment, then climbed up.At the moment when she put the weight of her whole body on it, she frowned in pain, her palm felt sticky and slippery, probably the sharp edge that had been in disrepair scratched her delicate palm skin.

She didn't care much about the pain. The problem was that the rusty wound would greatly increase the chance of getting tetanus.However, these are not worth mentioning compared to Wei Zimeng's safety——

Resisting the squeeze brought by the dark and narrow space, she slowly leaned out half of her body from the entrance. The night rain in early autumn poured on her body, causing her body to tremble involuntarily, and she almost fell down the stairs. fall down.She used both hands and feet, and her posture was extremely awkward. First, she supported her hands on the ground, and then pulled her body up. Fortunately, she finally reached the top platform.

In such a quiet late night, even the lights in the city center were almost completely extinguished, leaving only a few street lamps standing there alone, emaciated.There was ankle-deep water on the platform, and there were no guardrails around. Diao Shuzhen took a half-step carefully, not to be tripped by the slippery moss.

The only good news is that there is no one on the platform, and in the sporadic lights, her shadow is reflected in the water, like a floating ghost.She approached the edge of the platform step by step, becoming more calm and careful.

When her eyes fell on the familiar silhouette on the platform of the opposite dormitory building, her heart tightened suddenly, her breathing stopped, her eyes widened in astonishment——