sunk in yesterday

Damn, it was reminded by Guan Yuzhou again.

Xia Zhuo curled his mouth, feeling depressed.

There is still plenty of time, and tomorrow night is Christmas Eve, as long as Hu Zimo's parents are brought up the mountain before 12 o'clock.

Seeing that they came back for no reason and left school soon again, and said so many vague words, the guard repeatedly confirmed in the school book that these four people were indeed members of the teacher list, and then he sat back at the guard with a strange feeling on the back of his head. room.

Entering the fog again, the fear in my heart is so small that it is negligible.

Floral skirt knew that she couldn't wield a hammer, so she volunteered to help Xia Zhuo cut the iron sheet.With a clear goal, the group felt reassured, and soon the mailbox took shape.

Only the door of the box remained unsecured. Uncle Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. If you stay longer, you may catch a cold. Xiaoguan and I are in good health, so you two can't say for sure."

Xia Zhuo was upset that she was listed as weak like a girl, and just about to refute, she sneezed, and suddenly had nothing to say.

Uncle Yang laughed out loud, took off his coat and wanted to put it on for him, Xia Zhuo hurriedly avoided it, pointed to the floral skirt and said: "Give it to her, I will wear a skirt in winter, it looks cold to me. "

"I'm fine, you guys did all the light work for me, and I didn't sweat much." Seeing that Xia Zhuo had shrunk to Guan Yuzhou's floral skirt, she shrugged off embarrassedly: "Uncle, you can wear it yourself." , Over the past few days, my body has gotten used to this kind of temperature, and I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear one thing missing.”

Neither of them wanted it, so Uncle Yang had no choice but to put his coat back on.

"Okay, then you..."

With a flick of his arm, his fingertips brushed against the tall tree behind him inadvertently, a piercing pain suddenly hit him, and he stopped in the middle of his speech.Taking a closer look, the tips of the middle finger and index finger seemed to have been sliced ​​off by a sharp weapon, and the broken bone was wrapped in flesh and blood, revealing a gloomy head.

"Ah—" The floral skirt was the closest to him, and she screamed as she watched the minced meat flying out with her nails.

The amount of bleeding from the fingers was astonishing, and the palms and wrists were already stained red within a few seconds of lifting it up.

Uncle Yang gasped, and quickly pulled the person away, "Back back!"

The floral skirt staggered, her eyes were full of red, "Uncle, your hands, hands..."

"Small injuries are not a problem!" Uncle Yang clenched his fists to cover the wound, and turned to look for Xia Zhuo and the others.But the fog has gradually thickened, fascinating people's eyes, and only the silhouettes of two people can be seen a few meters away.He shouted loudly: "Xiao Xia, how are you? Are you injured?"

After being calm for such a long time, Guan Yuzhou and the two have long been prepared to deal with emergencies.Although he was a little distracted by Uncle Yang's movement, he didn't expect that the other party's first reaction was to ask if they were safe. Xia Zhuo was stunned for a moment before replying: "We are fine."

"It's fine." Uncle Yang gasped, his voice trembling slightly.He thought that this little injury would be nothing bad, but the blood didn't stop, and the pain was several times higher because of the mist soaking in. It seemed that invisible particles penetrated into his bare flesh and blood. Under the skin, along the blood vessels around the whole body, it emptied his strength all at once.

Regardless of hesitation, he immediately took a pill and swallowed the slightly bitter taste down his throat, only then did he feel better.

It was too quiet here, the slight tremor brought the rustling of the stones under the feet, and the sound of the wind that passed by my ears from time to time also disappeared, leaving only footsteps swaying in the bloody fog in the open space.

The sound of footsteps stopped from time to time, deliberately making them confused as to where it came from.

"Teacher Guan." Xia Zhuo took Guan Yuzhou's hand and pressed against his back, "Be careful."

Guan Yuzhou bent down to pick up a leftover wooden stick, and held it firmly with five fingers, "Well, I know it well."

The white mist clung to his clothes and turned into water vapor, making his body heavy as well.

Everything in sight is damp, and everything in the sky and under the feet is beginning to fester. The suffocating smell prompts the trees to pull out their branches and gather around to cover the sky and the sun.Whirlpools are twisted on the rough bark, and dense spikes grow out of it. The thick dark color is like cold blood dripping from a corpse. Fortunately, Uncle Yang touched his hand. If he leaned on it inadvertently, he might The whole person has been pierced into briquettes.

suddenly!A stream of air rushed straight in, Guan Yuzhou raised his hand suddenly, swung the wooden stick to "dump" something, the sharp object brushed against Xia Zhuo's face, Xia Zhuo caught the outline of the thing, looked like Like a sheet of glass.

Sure enough, as he guessed, after being stopped by Guan Yuzhou, several pieces of shattered glass fell to the ground, and some small pieces of them could still reflect portraits.

Guan Yuzhou glanced coldly, "It's a mirror."

As soon as the mirror is mentioned, Xia Zhuo thinks of the bathroom on the first floor.Wei Jiaxiang appeared in the mirror at the time, but somehow the mirror shattered... It couldn't have been shattered by Guan Yuzhou's stare, it's kind of funny just thinking about it.

correct……

Wei Jiaxiang can appear in the mirror.

Xia Zhuo took away the brain supplements, and felt a thump in his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good.He pulled Guan Yuzhou away with all his strength, but he was still a step too late.

Branches were pulled out from the shattered mirror, most of their attention had been attracted by the trees around them, and they were still less vigilant about the soles of their feet.The branch entangled the legs and feet of the two in the blink of an eye, nailing them firmly in place.

Xia Zhuo's ankle hurt, and he grabbed the scissors and scratched it with his backhand, but it had little effect.The knife that can cut through the iron sheet has become like a child's toy in front of these branches. Even though his wrist was so painful from the shock of the force, he couldn't insert the blade even an inch, let alone cut it. opened.

"Xiao Xia!" Uncle Yang felt anxious and wanted to rush over there.

The floral skirt grabbed him and quickly persuaded him: "Take it easy, if there is no solution, it will only be a disservice!"

Uncle Yang paused, realizing that what she said was right.The branch wrapped around the legs of the two of them as if they were alive, and they might have planted themselves in it, which would only expand the scope of the disaster.

The floral skirt bit her nails, circling around like ants on a hot pan, "What should we do, what should we do..."

Now they take up less and less space, almost waiting to die.Waiting is not an option, maybe we can find a breakthrough in the past.This thought flashed through Uncle Yang's mind, but he hesitated again looking at the shivering girl next to him.

If he left, he would definitely not be able to protect the child. He suddenly regretted calling her to go with him today.

As if they had never been put in the eyes of the two of them, Xia Zhuo and Guan Yuzhou were unable to move, and the circling footsteps became clear instead.

Guan Yuzhou's face was ugly. He frowned and stared at the school gate, taking Wei Jiaxiang's gradually clear figure into his eyes.

This is the one he met in the bathroom yesterday. There was a large amount of blood on his body, and his broken right arm was bent back unnaturally. He had a grim expression like Wei Jiaxiang who rushed out of the door today, with a pair of bloodshot eyes. Stare at them.

Xia Zhuo pouted: "Teacher Guan, didn't you say that he won't wake up for a long time?"

Guan Yuzhou was silent for a short while, and then asked him, "Isn't a day long?"

"...just force it." Xia Zhuo sighed and pointed to his feet: "Could it be that this is what you expected? Huh? He can't move even if he is put here? If he is capable, he will be in a better mood." Killed me with my own hands, but I'm not happy to let those trees act as iron maidens in my mood."

Shaking M will be more inclined to bleed to death alive.

Guan Yuzhou glanced at him, the smile didn't reach his eyes, "What if you don't have that ability?"

"Incompetent?" Xia Zhuo's teasing expression remained unchanged. I don't know if he was serious or joking: "Then I will kill him instead."

The sharp edge of the scissors flashed a light, just like the needle he stabbed into Patriarch Boyle's chest earlier.

Guan Yuzhou was stunned, and the rumors poured in like a torrential rain.

—Have you heard?The heir picked up by the Xia family jumped off the stairs because he killed the servant!

——Suicide in fear of guilt?

——No, they all said they danced because they were crazy.

——True madness or false madness?If you're really crazy, you won't be convicted, right?I was afraid that I knew I was going to be convicted so I deliberately pretended to be crazy, but in the end I jumped and disappeared.

——If you don’t get convicted, you have to be imprisoned. It doesn’t matter whether you are really crazy or not, because people are dead anyway.Such a incident made Mr. Xia very angry. If he didn't die, he would probably have to throw it back where he picked it up from.Having tasted the sweetness of the stars holding the moon, can we still easily live the lives of ordinary people?

——Oh, I heard people say that he has a good temper, why did he kill someone...

The words made him dizzy, and the pitch kept rising in his head, shaking his headache.He half-closed his eyes, hiding the turbulent undercurrent inside, and said in a shy voice: "Xiao Zhuo, don't interfere."

Xia Zhuo heard that his tone was wrong, and didn't think about it, just blinked and responded obediently: "Okay, if you have a plan, I won't interfere."

Wei Jiaxiang stopped two meters away from them. The fog wrapped his body, covering his distorted face flickeringly, and his red eyes were darker than Hu Zimo.

"You don't understand...all of you don't understand..." His voice trembled with anger, the lens was gripped in his intact left hand, and the edges and corners were completely embedded in the flesh with force, and blood dripped on the black soil, "you I don't understand, why are you still blocking my way?"

Xia Zhuo wondered, "Why did you stop him?"

Guan Yuzhou said: "He went back with us and made a special trip to replace himself in the past, probably because he wanted to change something."

Xia Zhuo knew: "But you kept him in the toilet for a whole day and didn't come out."

Guan Yuzhou shook his head: "Inviting him to participate will only cause unnecessary trouble for us."

Just like now.

But he originally wanted to make up for it again, but at that time Xia Zhuo suddenly went to the bathroom to find him, making him forget about it.

"If Zimo hadn't died, the school wouldn't be what it is now." Wei Jiaxiang rested his elbows on his face, his voice full of grief: "I've endured it for so long, and it's about to end, why did you end up with me at the end? The critical time? You don’t understand anything, if it weren’t for him, the school is booming now, I can survive until the summer…”

But Hu Zimo chose to hang himself during the days when the media visited, causing the accumulated reputation to collapse instantly.The school that has only been in operation for more than two years has lost students. Now that the education industry is being valued more and more, this school is naturally not the only one to choose. The number of pre-registration plummeted to freezing point in just two days. There is no source of students, no matter how good the teaching is. The environment is just an empty shell.

Xia Zhuo heard him finish, "Don't you hate being a teacher?"

Wei Jiaxiang squeezed out a muffled laugh, "Can I not listen to my mother? My father died early, and she and I depend on each other. Can I not listen to her? What do you know? What do you know about me?"

Xia Zhuo didn't understand what he said, and he didn't have any sympathy, "Hu Zimo committed suicide because you pushed him? It's too late to regret it now, and you don't know it yourself-this is not the past, even if you are here Rescuing him tomorrow night can only make you feel better, he will not come back to life after all. To put it bluntly, you are just running away, you are a coward."

"Coward...yes, I am a coward." Wei Jiaxiang admitted the title, and he suddenly shouted: "How dare I?! I run away just to survive, how can you understand!"

Xia Zhuo was unmoved: "It's not a relative, so why should I understand you? I only know that no matter how bad my mood is, I can't take my anger out on others. It's a waste of Hu Zimo's sincerity to you."

When mentioning "sincerity", Wei Jiaxiang seemed to tremble.

But soon the momentary trance dissipated, and Wei Jiaxiang was irritated to the extreme.He had a deeper resentment towards Guan Yuzhou, and he frantically grabbed the glass and stabbed him, "If it weren't for you stopping me, I should have..."

Guan Yuzhou looked at him coldly and raised his wrist slightly.

At this time, more rapid footsteps sounded from behind, and a long object was suddenly thrown over, almost hitting him on the head.

"Children!" Uncle Yang pulled up the mailbox that had been nailed firmly, and met Wei Jiaxiang's arm holding the murder weapon with a "bang".

Is the kid calling him?Xia Zhuo looked dumbfounded at this uncle standing in front of him, the hollow iron sheet couldn't bear the blow, and the whole box collapsed.

Wei Jiaxiang was also a little dazed when he was hit head-on.

Guan Yuzhou had already grasped his shoulder while he was in a daze, spinning around, and Wei Jiaxiang heard his left shoulder ringing several times.He is familiar with this feeling, this is how this man broke his right hand yesterday morning.Unable to move left and right, the piece of glass in his hand fell to the ground, and his anger was poured with oil. The surrounding trees sensed his emotions, Zhang Yawu grabbed the ground and surrounded him, listening to the voice in his heart shaking and full are barbed branches—

To tear these people apart.

They are all his stumbling blocks, just like the principal of the school, he has seen through all those false good intentions.Wei Jiaxiang laughed maniacally, the shirt on his body was as dirty as if he had picked it up from the sewer, half of his body was doused with blood, more like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Anyway, I have no hope, and my life is over..."

It's better to pull a few people into the water.

- click.

A subtle abnormal sound came from the center that could not be ignored, and a cluster of gorgeous flames lit up in the white mist.

A wisp of smoke was mixed in the mist, and at the end of the smoke was the flickering fire.

Immediately afterwards, the fire light fell from a height of more than one meter and fell on the coiled branches all over the ground. The smell of burning vegetation caused the swarming trees to dodge and retreat.

Wei Jiaxiang smiled on his face, and he opened his eyes wide.

Guan Yuzhou fiddled with the lighter, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth. Cong Rong raised his freed leg.

Wei Jiaxiang saw his eyes reflecting the flames.

No... that's not a tongue of fire.

It is the black that can only be piled up with countless deep reds, and it is more frightening than any other color.

He wanted to move but couldn't move, as if an invisible hand covered him, or pulled his soul out of his body, he could only watch Guan Yuzhou grab his head, bend his knees against his chest Keep the strength to go up.

The knee hit the bone, and there was a horrible muffled sound.Guan Yuzhou's fine hair fell down naturally, covering his eyelashes.

Old wounds added new wounds, Wei Jiaxiang spit out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes and passed out immediately.

Without the traction of consciousness, the surrounding trees flickered, and everything returned to normal.

After ten seconds of silence, Xia Zhuo let out a sigh of relief.He bent down to pick up the cigarette on the ground, and glanced at the man, as if questioning if he had quit?

Guan Yuzhou immediately raised both hands in a gesture of surrender: "I just put a few sticks in my pocket out of habit, and didn't smoke them."

Xia Zhuo pointed at him rebelliously: "You just took a sip."

"I didn't bring a lighter, I just found it from Wei Jiaxiang's room last night."

"But you just took a sip."

"……"All right.

"What should he do? Let him lay here for another day?" Xia Zhuo knelt down and poked Wei Jiaxiang's arm, pondering, "Why don't you tie him up and lock him up somewhere, so as not to wake up in the middle and cause trouble for others."

"Don't be so troublesome." Guan Yuzhou picked up the deformed mailbox on the ground and inserted it back into the soil.He studied the length of the box door, and cut out a good size one from the scrap iron sheet in twos and threes, and put a nail in it to make it open and close, and the mailbox was considered complete.

Although it doesn't look like it can be used, it can be pulled away by a car when it is placed on the side of the road and meets a scrap metal collector.

The house number written with a blue pen had turned a weird red color. Guan Yuzhou put the envelope in and closed the door with a flick of his fingertips.

The screws don't fit well enough to make creaking noises.He paused for three seconds, then opened the door again, and the letter inside disappeared out of thin air.

"It's been sent." Guan Yuzhou said.

At the same time, the light meter reminds them that they have obtained an additional point reward.

Turning around again, Wei Jiaxiang was gone.The ground was clean, not a single drop of blood was left, as if he had never appeared before.

The broken flower skirt could hear her still heartbeat even if she didn't close her eyes. She asked in surprise, "What about others?"

"The letter was sent on December 23rd, which is the past." Guan Yuzhou said, "Didn't he want to change the past? Tell his mother that he doesn't want to stay in school. If it happens, then the past will also be changed."

Now that it has changed, people will no longer appear here.

Xia Zhuo raised her eyebrows, and whispered to herself: "It seems that his mother is not as stubborn as he imagined... Hey, should it be said that Mr. Guan's writing is good, so his mother changed her mind?"

Guan Yuzhou touched his lips and smiled, "Maybe so."

Xia Zhuo became curious: "What did you write?"

"Hmm..." Guan Yuzhou pondered for a moment, "I forgot."