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The fat boy on the side was panting heavily like a bellows, and with his exhausted appearance, those who didn't know thought he was the one who saved people.

"Why are you saving me?"

The boy looked a little angry, the sweater on his body was pulled crookedly, and the tunic jacket hung on his arms like rags. He carefully stroked the sweater with his hands to check whether it was torn.

"Then why did you jump off the building?"

Sha Tang asked back angrily, anyone who kindly saved someone would feel a little bit uncomfortable if he was beaten up.

The boy was stunned for a moment, as if recalling some bad memories, he lay down on the ground with his hands and feet spread out in big characters, and said with a long sigh: "You really don't need to save me, I'm already dead, even if I jump down, Two days later you can still see me, then you get bullied, you get beaten, you gain weight, you jump from here, and two days later..."

Sha Tang was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"It's just an endless loop. After I jump off, you will forget what happened today, and then see me at school again. This is an endless loop."

The boy said, rubbing his eyes with his hands, and said in a low voice: "But thank you anyway, this time my sweater is not broken."

Sha Tang was speechless, and he glanced at the side of the boy's neck with some guilt. If he remembered correctly, there should be a big hole in that place, and he didn't know if it was torn during the pulling process or was caught by something along the way. ...

"I can help you, don't kill yourself."

Sha Tang is actually not very good at comforting people. Although he is a teacher, he is not good at dealing with people. Although students and teachers like him very much, every year outstanding teachers have his name.

Thinking of this, his eyebrows twitched unconsciously, so is this why he was forced to deal with ghosts...

The boy laughed and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I'm already dead. Even if you helped me this time, I will die next time."

Sha Tang was silent for a long time, nodded and said: "Then do you have any wish, maybe I can help you fulfill it."

The boy lifted the sweater on his body and gently rubbed his face back and forth. The wind on the roof was very strong, messing up the hair of the two of them, and the sun gradually moved to the top of the head. His voice was a little trembling, "I don't have a wish anymore. I want... I can jump down with a sweater in good condition, so... I don't feel so embarrassed, and I want my sister to see... I really like this sweater, and now my wish has been fulfilled."

Sha Tang: "..."

I dare not tell you, your wish should not be fulfilled yet!

To delay time, Sha Tang said: "Or tell me your story?"

The boy was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking, and then he agreed with some relief.

"I am the youngest in the family, and there is an older sister, but she doesn't like me because she thinks grandma is partial to me. Once I saw her knitting scarves for others, and I wanted it too, so I let her Knit one for me, but she didn't want to, so I said I would tell grandma that she fell in love with a man."

"My sister was very angry and didn't allow me to tell. Although she knit me a red sleeve on purpose, I still like it very much. I wear it every day."

He touched the old-looking sweater and smiled, with sadness and anger in his voice, "Because I have six fingers, my parents and people in the class hate me very much. They used to scold me. Me, when I was in the third grade, they would bully me and beat me, just like what you saw before, and then grandma found out and came to school to ask for an explanation."

Speaking of this, his voice was a little choked up, probably because he hadn't told anyone about it, and he couldn't suppress his emotions, "But grandma was beaten, right in front of me, no matter how much I begged, they didn't stop, and they cursed Granny hasten to die."

He covered his eyes with his hand, and the sleeve slid down, revealing that special hand. The small strip of flesh was hanging next to his thumb, like a branch extending from a big tree. He seemed to feel the cool wind blowing, and he hurriedly He quickly took his hand off, tugged his sleeve twice, and covered his hand again.

"Since then, grandma's health has been bad and she is always taking medicine. I told her that people at school stopped bullying me and I made friends. Grandma was very happy when she found out. She was so happy that she often hugged me at night. Seeing me cry, she said she was sorry, she was a useless adult, she was too old to do anything."

"When she cries a lot, her eyesight gets worse, and she often asks me why I have to go to school before dawn."

"At that time, I thought... as long as I survived for another two years, I would be fine after graduation."

He looked up at the sun, and a series of tears were triggered by the glare of the light, but he didn't look away, "But it hurts too much, I can't stand the pain, they often step on my hands, beat me, scold me, I really can't stand it."

"No one helped me, they were like blind, no matter how much I begged, no one helped me."

Hearing this, Sha Tang probably understood that this treacherous campus is the world in the boy's eyes, like a teaching building of a man-eating monster, because coming here is a kind of disaster, which means the pain of being chewed to pieces.

The fuzzy faces of the students, they are like many passers-by in life, they will not remember them, and there will be no intersection, so there is no need to pay too much attention, and these people also treat him as a guest, will not Watching his excitement, will not help him.

Those who have no eyes but only mouths and noses have no eyes except to live and breathe, because they don't need to see the truth, they fabricate right and wrong at will, discuss others with malice, and hurt others with sharp words.

Just like the child and the mother, the mother covered the child's eyes to see the world with her hands, and educated the child with self-righteous facts, so the child also lost his bright eyes and became blurred.

"So I told my sister, I really want to die, and I heard that it won't hurt after death."

"My sister was very angry when she heard that, she said that I was selfish, that I always said these negative things affected her mood, she said that if I want to die, I will die, don't just talk but don't do it, and talk to others every day , who wants to hear this."

The boy was a little dazed, as if he didn't understand why his sister didn't want to hear it, "I didn't want to say it every day, but I couldn't help it. I thought about it when it hurt, and I thought about it when it hurt. Later, when I thought about it, I really jumped from here." gone."

"I thought at the time that I must make those who beat and scold me regret, and I would turn into a ghost to bully them."

Sha Tang remained silent as a listener, neither comforting nor interrupting the boy, he held back these things for too long, and even held back so much that he had no chance to speak out.

That's why the elder sister was so sad when she mentioned her younger brother, with deep self-blame and guilt. Many people think that when someone tells them that they want to die, it's a fuss and moaning for nothing, but they don't know the person involved. The pain of being stuck in the mud.

Those people just wanted to struggle again, longing for someone to redeem them. If someone held his hand at this time, perhaps this tragedy would not have happened.

However, the world's more answer is,

"Then you go to hell"

"Why don't you jump, don't you dare?"

"Are you taking sleeping pills? Who are you lying to? Take them if you have the ability."

"You glass heart, what's wrong with people saying a few words about you."

The list goes on and on.

"I told my dad that I was bullied at school, and he said it must be because I did something wrong, otherwise why would he only bully me and not others, but... I don't know what I did wrong."

After a moment of silence, he said, "My fault... probably because I came into this world."

Sha Tang opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart. In the end, he could only say in a hoarse voice: "It's not your fault, it's the world that's wrong."

The boy smiled when he heard the words, and exhaled deeply, as if he wanted to pour out all the grievances of the past. He raised his head, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, and wet his temples.

"This world is not good, and I don't want to come here again."

He paused, looked at Sha Tang and said with a smile: "I just want to disappear quietly, as if I have never appeared in this world... But since you know my story, tell others, I hope that in the future Don't have people like me anymore..."

"If possible, let those adults listen to our children's voices more and see the truth of this world."

"Dangdang----"

The familiar bell rang, and on the clock on the clock tower, the hour, minute, and second hands pointed to 12 at the same time again.

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