Eye of the Leopard

Yao Lingling held a piece of draft paper in her right hand, crumpled.

Yao Zhong went over and kissed his daughter's hair: "Lingling, I'm going to stay at your cousin's house for one night, and I'll find a job tomorrow. You and your mother...have a good time in the future."

He picked up Jincheng and stuffed two into each of Xu Yiqing's, Yang Yue's, and Ling Weiwei's hands, and finally stuffed another one into Ling Weiwei's arms.

Xu Yiqing thought: Yao Zhong really pities Ling Weiwei.

Yao Lingling said, "Aren't you waiting for my mother to come down?"

Yao Zhong said, "I can't wait any longer."

He picked up the battered backpack in the corner and went out the door.

Yao Lingling said, "Have you answered all the questions you want to ask?"

Ling Weiwei said: "I asked very clearly. Thank you."

"You're welcome." Yao Lingling said, "I also need your help with something."

Xu Yiqing and Yang Yue still had a doubt, they hadn't got an answer, so they looked at each other.

Yao Lingling said: "Xu Yiqing, Yang Yue, cut a Jincheng later. Ling Weiwei, come in and change the urinal for me, okay?"

She turned the wheelchair onto the balcony.

Ling Weiwei followed her in.

The sound of running water in the toilet started and stopped.

After 15 minutes, Ling Weiwei pushed Yao Lingling out.

Yao Lingling picked up a brocade orange and went to the balcony again.

Yang Yue asked doubts: "Yao Lingling, this time Ling Weiwei got the answer she wanted. Xiao Xu and I also want to know, what did you use to threaten Zhang Chengjun?"

"I'm going to peel a Jincheng first." Yao Lingling kept on wheelchair, "Xu Yiqing, I may have to wait a little longer this time. I'm sorry."

Xu Yiqing said: "It's not too long to wait for a piece of fruit. Shall I peel it for you?"

Yao Lingling shook her head, turned the wheelchair into the balcony, and called again: "Ling Weiwei, come in and help me get a fruit knife. The shelf of the knife is so high that you can't even peel a piece of fruit."

Ling Weiwei opened the door and went in, then came out again, holding an extra fruit knife in her hand.

The sound of running water in the toilet roared.

Xu Yiqing said, "Yang Yue, maybe she didn't threaten Teacher Zhang Chengjun?"

Yang Yue said: "Then how did she get the recommended spot from Zhang Chengjun?"

Xu Yiqing said: "After she comes out, let's ask slowly. If she doesn't feel disgusted."

Ling Weiwei peeled open the oranges in the trash can, and gnawed them one by one.

The three waited for about 10 minutes.

The water flow from the toilet hits the pipe wall, the sound waves reflect and resonate, and the noise is disturbing.

Yang Yue said: "The water in their toilets is also too loud."

Xu Yiqing said: "She has been in the toilet for a long time, Weiwei, do you want to go in and have a look?"

"You don't need to look. She needs that long." Ling Weiwei finished the last bite of the orange, went to the table to get the roll paper, and wiped off the juice on her hands.

The door was pushed open.

Shao Hongxia came back after checking her bed.

Shao Hongxia asked, "Is Lingling in the bathroom?"

Xu Yiqing said: "She has been in the toilet for almost 10 minutes."

Shao Hongxia opened the balcony door to enter, and closed the balcony door casually.

There was no movement for a long time.

The sound of the water was so loud that it hurt the eardrums.

Xu Yiqing said, "Yang Yue, let's go and have a look."

Xu Yiqing opened the door and entered, followed by Yang Yue.

Shao Hongxia was sitting at the door of the toilet with a blank face, and a piece of draft paper in her hand fell to the ground.The smell of blood was strong and pungent.

In the bathroom, Yao Lingling sat slumped in a wheelchair, with her eyes closed and her neck tilted to the left.The skin is paler than before.

A large wound on the upper right side of the neck.A thin stream of blood flowed slowly from the wound.

The big Jincheng is pressed against the button of the water tank.

The squatting toilet still kept flushing.Wow... Wow Wow Wow Wow Wow Wow

There is a short straight bloodstain on the right side of the bathroom, surrounded by dense splatter points.

A fruit knife fell on the ground, and the tip of the knife was covered with blood.

Yang Yue thought: Yao Lingling took down the fruit knife.But she didn't use it to cut fruit.She used it to sever the aorta in her own neck.This time she died successfully.

Xu Yiqing squatted in front, as slowly as if the frame rate had dropped.He picked up the draft paper on the ground and remained motionless.

Yang Yue went into the toilet and removed Jincheng from the water tank button.

There is still a thin layer of muscle around Yao Lingling's wound.Because of the uneven force, those thin skins are torn little by little.

Yang Yue thought: If Yao Lingling's head falls off, it will scare Xu Yiqing again.Although in theory, a person will not lose his head if he gets stuck in a major artery.

He straightened Yao Lingling's head and watched for half a minute to make sure it wouldn't fall off. He thought to himself: People commit suicide with knives. The scene seems to be similar to the scene of killing Liangshan pheasants.The biology teacher said that when the aorta of the neck is stabbed, the blood flow will be in the form of jets, and the jets can even be seen changing with the beating of the heart.A few minutes earlier, it should be like a musical fountain, accompanied by the sound of water and blood gushing.

He went out of the toilet and squatted beside Xu Yiqing.

On the draft paper in Xu Yiqing's hand, it was written in beautiful handwriting: Mom and Dad, I don't want to be a burden to you.Don't sell the house and take me to Beijing for surgery.You guys have another one.I'm not worth it.

Yang Yue held Xu Yiqing's hand.

Xu Yiqing's hands were colder than ice.

He helped Xu Yi to wake up.

Xu Yiqing gently broke free from him, put the draft paper back into Shao Hongxia's hands, and hugged her shoulders.

Shao Hongxia leaned on Xu Yiqing's shoulder and began to say: "I just went to check the bed, how could this happen? The doctors said that miracles can still occur on her body..."

On Xu Yiqing's shoulder, the 43-year-old middle-aged aunt turned from talking to crying.

Pieces of silver fell from the balcony.

The thin snow in the south has been planned for a long time.The snow rustled on the slender leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, bending the dark green leaves and falling to the ground from the leaf tips.

The fiery red inside gradually interweaves with the cold white outside.

Bloody grievances wrapped in heavy cries.

Yang Yue thought: In the second time, the knight on the red horse shed her own blood.Was her soul crying out too?How long will it be, if no one will judge the one who dwells on the earth, and avenge her blood?

The crying stopped.

Shao Hongxia clasped her hands together, covered her mouth, and stopped crying.

After a while, she put down her hands, sat up straight, and left Xu Yiqing's shoulders: "Go back. I'll call the police station."

Ling Weiwei came to the balcony: "Xiao Xu, Yang Yue, let's go. Aunt Shao has to deal with the funeral."

Yang Yue pulled up Xu Yiqing from the ground, hugged him and walked out.

Outside the dormitory, Xu Yiqing pulled Yang Yue's hand and walked side by side with him.

On the playground, Ling Weiwei said first, "I'm driving back."

Xu Yiqing raised her head in confusion, and did not forget to ask, "Go back to your mother's house?"

Ling Weiwei said: "Wang Ming has returned to Australia, I can live at home."

She went to the laboratory building.

Yang Yue and Xu Yiqing walked out of the south school gate.

The snow did not stop.

The snow is too thin to hide the bleakness of the world.

The night is too thick, eroding the background of the world.

Snowy nights always seem quieter than other nights.Like that snow, that patch of night, soaking up the background noise.

Yang Yue said: "Yao Lingling is dead, we will never know what she threatened Zhang Chengjun with."

Xu Yiqing said: "Because we waited so long, she has already apologized in advance."

Yang Yue thought: His voice is softer than usual.Maybe it was because he didn't want to disturb Xue Ye.

Yang Yue said: "Ling Weiwei seems..."

"Let's talk about it in a few days." Xu Yiqing said, "Yang Yue, I've known Yao Lingling for more than half a year, and seeing her die makes me feel uncomfortable, and I don't want to think about things now."

Yang Yue didn't speak again, and walked forward with him.

They passed under the dim streetlights.

Snowflakes disappear in the dark night and dance like butterflies under the lights.As if snow only appears where there is light.

White air wafted from the mouths of the surrounding pedestrians, casting a layer of mist on the background of the snow butterfly.

Yang Yue walked on the right side of Xu Yiqing, reaching out his hand to block the snow falling on Xu Yiqing's head.So the snow fell on the back of Yang Yue's hand, which was icy cold.

On the road, cars come and go.

The headlights shot out two beams of beige light, dyeing the snow butterflies in front of the two of them yellow.