When evening self-study began, the atmosphere of Class 4 was even more bizarre than before.
Although it was a bad thing before, the words were already started. The students in Class 4 finally lost the target to vent, as if in a moment, they returned to a state of at a loss, anxiety, fear, and all kinds of dark negative emotions shrouded in the shadow of nightmare in evening study.
In sharp contrast, the transfer students all looked relaxed, while the Red Armored Class Leader was still sitting on the podium, silently lowering his head to write his homework, as if everything that happened today had no effect on him.
——No, it still has a certain impact.
Usually, he only needs to look up occasionally and take a symbolic look at discipline, because the class will always be quiet.
But today he was moving his pen, and he felt a vague sound of restlessness coming from his ears. Either someone dragged the chair or the pen fell to the ground.
It started raining outside the window again, and the raindrops hit the glass window of the classroom, making people's heart throbbing irregularly as the chaotic raindrops. The clamoring sound confused all perceptions in the shadows. After turning a page of paper, the class monitor seemed to feel a strange sight and turned his head expressionlessly.
"Boom..."
Lightning flashed across the sky at this moment, and the dull thunder came immediately.
At the moment when the sky was illuminated by lightning, the squad leader saw a dark figure lying on the window, like a huge gecko.
"Peng!"
The lights in the classroom suddenly exploded, and the glass fragments splashed out, and the entire square space fell into darkness.
No one screamed, and the students covered their mouths with experience, suppressing their instincts, trembling in the darkness where they didn't see each other. They knew something was coming in, and strange murmurs came from their ears, and the air was filled with trembling coldness.
Who is so unlucky?
Who is going to die?
It's so dark, how do you do your homework after the ghost leaves...
Another lightning flashed past, and the sky seemed to be lit up by the light. This time everyone looked out the window and saw the giant human-shaped shadow like a gecko.
In the squad leader's chaotic memory, an idea emerged - the person outside the window was about to jump off the building.
He seemed to have seen this scene, and the familiar figure climbed on the railing outside the window, then suddenly let go, and his whole body fell down, only screaming to see the man off.
But there was no such huge shadow as this gecko did not let go, and then disappeared, but slowly merged into the glass and drilled out of the glass.
It came in.
Come in from outside.
The students opened their eyes wide, watching the shadows pulling, eating the air bit by bit, slowly crawling in one direction.
The student bent down, shrank himself into a ball, covered his mouth and ears, pretending to be an ostrich.
They silently recited: It's not for me, it's not for me...
Hypnotize yourself over and over again: someone will die, but it is not me...not me... push it down...
In fear, distant memories seemed to emerge unexpectedly tonight. The students seemed to subconsciously recognize the shadow. Finally, all the prayers were summed up in one sentence: I didn't push him down.
Rebecca leaned on the table, closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and she bit her lips tightly. The bloody smell of the ruptured lip mask was swallowed into her throat, and it was a bit sweet.
how so?
How could she have such a memory?
She clearly lifted the slander today, right? The cliff stopped, and things had not yet developed to the worst. She thought that everything still had room for recovery and remedy, but...
How could she remember Oliver's hands were clutching the railing, and the almost desperate look that erupted after a long silence?
Why is the deputy squad leader standing opposite Oliver with a sarcastic expression?
The girl Oliver liked leaned against the side of the podium and watched the scene like a show.
She heard Jack's voice behind her and said loudly: "Yoyo, do you jump or not? If you don't dare to jump, don't pretend to be dying. Who are you threatening?"
Then she heard herself say, "It's too dangerous there, so let's get down first. Don't joke about your life, let alone threaten others with your life. If you accidentally let go, you will really get down."
Rebecca faced the sudden memory blankly, and she could feel that these memories came from a long time ago.
She forgot it for a long time. After she finished speaking, Oliver looked at her numbly and slowly, as if mocking her as a hypocrite.
I also forgot that those bad eyes and words continued until Oliver let go of his hands and stopped abruptly like a chicken that was being grabbed by his neck.
They all thought that Oliver, who was cowardly and dared not retort, just couldn't help it and wanted to threaten them by jumping off the building, apologize or pity?
It was not until this moment that the mind, which was blocked by atrocities, regained a trace of clarity. They suddenly realized that people would be forced to death.
Oliver fell down.
The moment before falling down, the deputy squad leader was still making fun of him, Jack was still irritating him, and the girl he liked was still watching the show happily - with others.
They were all murderers, and they committed atrocities.
So did this happen? Rebecca, who was curled up in her seat, thought in a daze.
The distant memory is the reality. In the flow of time, it took a long time to go, until they blurred the past, a new Oliver appeared quietly in the class.
This Oliver was as cowardly as before, but there was no desire for friends in his eyes, only gloomy, obscure, and thick and unknown.
He died and then came back.
This is actually a cycle of reincarnation, right? In the cycle of reincarnation, they once again chose the same path, without regret of losing their virtues, but just repeating the same mistakes with stupidity and arrogance.
Rebecca actually couldn't understand how long she had been in this class. This memory was completely different from the current school. She seemed to have been repeating, repeating a short period of time, rather than having an indignant past and a future that she was striving for as she thought.
The school in my memory does not have such twisted teachers, twisted rules and twisted ghosts, and the only twisted one is themselves who are the perpetrators.
"Only you."
Vaguely, Rebecca seemed to hear Oliver's voice, floating.
"You are the only one I can forgive."
She opened her eyes and could only see the shadows of darkness and a strong sense of existence. Evening self-study was still in progress, and everything she remembered was like a bubble, and it was on the verge of disappearing.
"ah--!!"
Finally, in the long and tormenting silence, a scream ended all this.
The cold receded, the murmur disappeared, and only the remaining smell of blood remained.
The light bulb that just broke was also an illusion. The intact light flashed twice and lit up again.
Rebecca looked at it immediately, but found that the class was empty.
On those empty seats, only a monotonous blood-red color was left, flowing along the curve of the seats.
"This is... too terrifying~" Yu Xing saw that there was only one Rebecca and three students with red armbands, as well as the class of outsiders, and turned to look at the culprit, "Oliver, what did you do?"
Oliver lowered his head and chuckled.
"It's not me, it's my choice."
"It has got the truth about this round, so I don't want to continue playing."
"But they are still there. Tomorrow morning, these people will appear and they will start over."
Chapter completed!