Survival Paradox [Infinite]

On Friday, the second class ends.

Ji Jingzhe made a fuss about going to the school gate railing to "smuggle" hot pot noodles at noon. I don't know if he has the mentality of "breaking the pot" or "the last dinner", Wei Chi agreed.

After a few days of entanglement, Wei Chi still did not submit an application for staying at the school for the weekend. Although he has not yet had the courage to go back and face another self that may appear, it seems that it is difficult to find a way to solve the puzzle if he stays in the school all the time. The essential.

He decided to go to the families of the students who had "disappeared".

A disappearing classmate may be quickly forgotten by others, but for parents, will a disappearing son be so easily forgotten?

A person living in the world will leave countless traces and be connected with many people. It is easy for a person to disappear, and his personal belongings are also easy to disappear, but will all his connections with the world disappear?

He doesn't believe that as long as a person has lived in this world, he will definitely leave traces.

Of course, this is also a little troublesome - he usually doesn't have a deep relationship with other classmates, and he doesn't know other people's family composition and home address at all. Except for Ji Jingzhe, the only home of his classmates he has been to is Fu Ping'an's house, which is a pity. Both parents died and the whole family has no one.

But he didn't dare to go to the office to find the files.

The day before yesterday, when he went to the dormitory management office to ask for an application form for a stay, he secretly looked at the student roster of the dormitory management. Every student in each dormitory was registered in the roster, but he found that the "disappeared" students were on the roster. The names had also disappeared, leaving jagged blanks, and he realized immediately that he would be having a hard time finding information about those "disappearing students" at the school.

The only thing he can rely on is his own memory.

Fortunately, besides Ji Jingzhe and Fu Ping'an, he also knew about one person——Qiu Yixiong, Shaodong of the Qiu Group.It can be said that it is a big tree attracting the wind, and there should be no one in the school who does not know this.

He planned to visit Fu Ping'an's home on the weekend first, and then go to the Qiu Group to find Qiu Yixiong's father.

Also, he still needs to get some sleeping pills and the like. The sleeping charms Fu Pingan gave him are almost used up, and he is not sure if he can sleep until dawn on his own.

He repeatedly confirmed his plan several times in his mind, and then waited quietly.

Although as long as he pays attention not to violate the school rules and regulations, his life seems safe, but he subconsciously knows that there is not much time left for himself, at least, he must resolve this matter before Zhou Yingchun comes back from a business trip and bumps into Wei Chi.

Of course, while waiting, thinking never stopped.

Is there anything else... is there anything else left?

You must abide by the school rules and regulations...

Inaccessible office...

The ghost in the toilet...

Must sleep night...

Others' lost memories...

Also, that skeleton...

Where is the breakthrough?

Or... is there really a breakthrough?

"Let's go, it's too late."

After the morning class ended, Ji Jingzhe happily ran to Wei Chi's seat, and said in a row: "Hot pot powder, hot pot powder."

Wei Chi subconsciously shifted his perspective a little, he thought Tang Chunyu would respond to Ji Jingzhe's behavior of these girls, and the next moment he realized that Tang Chunyu had disappeared.

He tidied up the desktop, forced a smile at Ji Jingzhe, and said, "Let's go."

He also communicated with other people including Ji Jingzhe about the current situation before. After one night, those people will forget all the people who disappeared before, except for the first day Jiang Shurao and the others kept their things for a whole day In addition, the personal belongings of the people who were taken away later existed for less and less time. Sometimes it was just a distraction. When Wei Chi went to see their seats again, their belongings were gone.

It doesn’t make sense to ask about those memories that have completely disappeared, Wei Chi began to find other ways, such as asking: “Don’t you think there are too few people in the classroom?”

Almost everyone will answer: "Is there? No?"

Wei Chi: "But now more than half of the seats are empty."

"But isn't the seat always vacant?"

Their tone seemed to say, haven't people always had two legs?

If you ask again: "Why are there so many empty seats?"

Then they have strong logic to ask: "Why does that man have two legs?"

At a deadlock.

He and Ji Jingzhe walked out side by side, now it is lunch time, the flow of people is divided into two streams, one is towards the cafeteria, and the other is towards the school gate - noble day students can use the "commuting card" to leave the school gate.

Wei Chi and the others followed the flow of people leaving the school, because many of them were taken away by the head teacher, and the number of students who remained in the school may be less than half, even the flow of people going to lunch has shrunk significantly.

Ji Jingzhe was chirping happily next to him, he listened for a while, but suddenly began to lose his mind, he saw the reflection on a girl's stainless steel water glass obliquely in front, saw himself, and also saw the crowd behind him, The tall, dark figure.

It was the black-robed skeleton, more than two meters tall, with a strange body shape, walking among a group of students in blue and white robes, it was extremely strange.

But no one else can see it.

Wei Chi turned his head to look behind him, but he didn't see it either.

Looking back at the reflection on the water glass, it appeared again.

In the past few days, Wei Chi has often seen it.

Sometimes it is seen on the reflection of windows, mirrors, and iron railings, and sometimes it is seen with the naked eye at the corner of the stairs, the opposite corridor, or even tree branches.

It was like a lingering spirit behind him, looking for opportunities whenever possible, trying to... kill him.

He didn't know why, it didn't start for a long time.

By now, he was a little numb with fear.

Forget it, whatever he likes, as long as he doesn't die for a day, he will continue to do his own thing.

"It's too late! You don't listen to others!"

Ji Jingzhe stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, he came back to his senses, saw Ji Jingzhe's puffy face, his cold heart warmed slightly, and said, "Excuse me, can you say it again?"

They didn't have day-study life cards, so they could only "smuggle" hot pot noodles at the railing. Wei Chi was sure that this also violated a certain school rule, but the location of the smuggling place was hidden, and it was discovered by Qiu Yixiong and his group, so no one came to arrest them.

Ji Jingzhe bought two bowls of hot pot noodles through the railing. They were very spicy, and a fried egg was added to each bowl.

The two squatted in the corner of the grove and sucked up the powder.

In the late spring, the grove was verdant, the birdsong was melodious, and the sunlight was filtered into green, falling on Ji Jingzhe's hair, dyeing it a gentle golden white.

I don't know why, when Wei Chi saw this scene, his heart seemed to be tightly held by someone, and there was a sour pain flowing out.

Sensing his gaze, Ji Jingzhe raised her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

His lips and cheeks were flushed with heat, and his beautiful face showed an astonishing, almost ominous beauty at this moment.

Wei Chi shook his head: "Nothing."

On the way back, Ji Jingzhe kept humming.

Wei Chi hadn't heard the song he hummed before, but he didn't know if he was still immersed in the unreasonable sadness just now, and he also felt a bit of sadness in the tune that Ji Jingzhe hummed.

On the way back to the teaching building from here, you have to pass a tree-lined road, lined with luxuriant sycamore trees, white catkins floating, and the air smells of plants and sunshine after the rain.

The people who went back were not as concentrated as the flow of people who went out. They were scattered, friends of two or three, walking slowly on the boulevard.

While humming, Ji Jingzhe gave pointers to the basketball game on the playground. This is indeed a technical job, and it can be seamlessly connected to the passage just hummed after the pointer is finished.Wei Chi also looked in the direction of his finger, listening to his comments on the players on both sides.

Suddenly, he felt Ji Jingzhe turned slightly towards him, the backs of their hands lightly touched each other, and then separated again.

In an instant, it seemed that there was a current in that fleeting touch, from the back of his hand, through the arms, elbows, shoulder blades, to the heart and brain at the same time, with a tingling feeling, and exploded in these two places at the same time. The sparks made his whole soul tremble.

He suddenly turned his head, and met Shang Ji Jing Zhe's amber eyes that were shining brightly.

His brain was thinking dizzily: What was that just now?Will Ji Jingzhe feel the same way?

Then, he got his answer.

He heard Ji Jingzhe say: "Wei Chi, I should have fallen in love with you at this time."

A sentence without beginning or end, but it was like a blow to the head, knocking Wei Chi unconscious.

For a moment, he didn't know what happened, didn't know what was going to happen, didn't know who he was, and didn't know where he was going.

He was suddenly swept by a great sadness, and he didn't even know where this sadness came from.

He didn't know why Ji Jingzhe looked at him with that kind of eyes and said such a sentence with that kind of tone.

This sentence is too strange, too strange, as if... an 80-year-old man recalled his youth 60 years ago, as if he couldn't help himself, spoke insincerely, as if he had huge regrets, as if... never got it.

As if... never happened.

Ji Jingzhe seemed to be completely unaware of his huge shock, and continued to walk forward calmly, at the same time, he resumed his usual playful and smiling tone: "No, it should be said that I realized it at this time... I understood at that time What? Jin Chuchu swears that boys and girls can generate electricity as long as they hold hands, and she insists on trying it with me. I believe her a ghost? I bet her five yuan to hold hands with her. She is really shameless. I want to renege on the bill... But this time, I think I may have reneged on the bill, it turns out that people and people can really generate electricity... The back of my hand feels like it's been scalded, and my heart is numb from the electricity."

Ji Jingzhe said: "Wei Chi, this is the first time I have touched 'love'."

Wei Chi felt that his whole brain was frozen, he couldn't understand what was going on at all.

Things happened too fiercely, too quickly, too much and too chaotically, he seemed to smell the burnt smell coming from his brain overload.He was still walking forward mechanically, as if thinking, but also as if not.

He saw a person standing at the end of the boulevard, and walked for a long time before he realized that it was himself as an adult. Reason told him that he should turn around and run now, but he was obviously out of the control of reason now, and he stared blankly. Continue walking, and then slowly ask: "Ji Jingzhe, you said you don't remember Jin Chuchu."

At this time, he saw that the black skeleton suddenly appeared next to Wei Chi at the end of the boulevard.

They seemed to know everything and were waiting calmly.

Ji Jingzhe didn't answer, he was a little strange and turned his head slowly.

Ji Jingzhe was also looking at him, he had never seen such an expression on Ji Jingzhe's face——

It was an expression that was far from crying, but even more painful than crying.

Stiller than despair, deeper than pain, more depressing than sorrow...

It's... ashes.