Darkness is Coming

  Headache, very painful.

   The pain was so unclear that everything was unclear, the eyes were pitch black, and the surrounding sounds seemed to be coming from the sky, the reverberation lingered, and the tail sound was fluttering, as if an invisible hand stretched those sounds like ramen, and then stretched them out.

   Finally, a ray of light came in, and the pitch-dark world took on color again. It turned out that I didn’t open my eyes just now.

   "Yang Xiaoqian, are you awake? Are you alright?"

   turned his head to see who was pushing his shoulders, and saw a girl with a familiar face but couldn't recall her name for a while. She was still wearing a neat school uniform, with green grass behind her and blue sky and white clouds above her head.

   "You..." Yang Xiaoqian stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, his mind was a mess.

   "You suddenly fainted just now, scaring people to death." The female classmate asked with concern, "Are you suffering from heat stroke? Should I ask someone to take you to the infirmary?"

   "Wei Yingxiu?" Yang Xiaoqian finally remembered her name, it was like a memory from the previous life.

   "Huh?" The female classmate responded, "Why?"

   Yang Xiaoqian's eyes suddenly became sharp, making Wei Yingxiu take a few steps back.

Raising his hand, he didn't see the black fog, but he saw that he was also wearing a school uniform. Looking around, he found himself standing on the playground of Yuanjiang No. 2 Middle School. The classmates gathered together in twos and threes to play mobile phones and card games, while the male classmates were sweating profusely on the playground.

   took out the old man machine with black and white screen in his pants, the screen read: April 1, 2010, Thursday, 2:30 pm.

  April Fools.

   "Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian!" A familiar and unfamiliar voice came from far to near, Yu Qian in school uniform dashed over, "Are you all right? Wei Yingxiu said you fainted!"

   "Yu Qian?"

Yu Qian's upper body unconsciously leaned back, raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes and asked: "Hey, hey, what are you doing, why does it look so different? It seems like a different person, haha, you don't want to say that you are reborn or not. Time travel, right? Hey, I already played this set on April Fool's Day last year, so I'll be back with something new, okay?"

"Tsk, having said that, this time you acted really well, you didn't even ask the mentally handicapped questions like 'where am I', 'what year is it now'? It feels like you've crossed over. It's amazing!" Yu Qian gave a thumbs up, "Did you thoroughly study the "Self-Cultivation of an Actor" I gave you?"

Yang Xiaoqian didn't respond. He turned his head and looked around and saw Huang Han playing basketball. After scoring a goal, he scratched his head and made gestures, causing the girls around him to scream. He saw Zhang Xinyi in the next class wearing thick-rimmed glasses and holding hands with another girl. Take a walk and chat on the runway and see...

   "Bai, where is Liang Jinyuan?" Yang Xiaoqian suddenly asked a question, no matter how slow he was, he couldn't ignore the dangerous aura emanating from him, Wei Yingxiu glanced at Yang Xiaoqian with the eyes of a mental patient, and walked away quickly.

  Yu Qian didn't care, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Where else can Liang Jinyuan be, he is playing games in the classroom."

   "I want to come too." Yang Xiaoqian suddenly gave Qian a warm hug and patted Yu Qian on the back.

   "Fuck, **** people will be beaten to death!" Yu Qian hurriedly pushed Yang Xiaoqian away.

  Yang Xiaoqian laughed, turned and walked towards the classroom, with a cruel and morbid morbid smile on his face.

There are only a few students left in the classroom. In the back row of Yang Xiaoqian's seat, Liang Jinyuan concentrates on playing with his PSP. There is a small water glass on the table, which only holds a small sip of water. This detail is in line with Liang Jinyuan's style. In order to avoid Going to the toilet is a waste of time, Liang Jinyuan rarely gulps water.

   "Hello, Liang Jinyuan." Yang Xiaoqian stepped over the classroom door and strode towards Liang Jinyuan.

  Liang Jinyuan's eyes were fixed, as if he had never heard of it.

  Yang Xiaoqian walked up to him and patted his shoulder: "Hey, Liang Jinyuan!"

   "Why?" Liang Jinyuan finally responded, but he still stared at the PSP screen and didn't turn his head to look at Yang Xiaoqian.

   Covered the PSP screen with one hand, threw the PSP in Liang Jinyuan's hand to the blackboard, and then a fist expanded in Liang Jinyuan's sight.

"boom!"

  Liang Jinyuan leaned back, his nose bleeds, and looked at his good classmate Yang Xiaoqian who was throwing a fist at him in disbelief.

   The beating heart is like a pump, sending hot and boiling blood to every corner of the body. Yang Xiaoqian wants to vent the heat with his fists and feet.

"you!"

"boom!"

   Another punch hit Liang Jinyuan's mouth, his teeth were deeply embedded in the muscles of his upper lip, blood dripped down, and Liang Jinyuan was speechless in pain.

  Yang Xiaoqian shook his hand, and Liang Jinyuan's teeth cut off a small piece of the epidermis on the fist peak. It was aching and painful. This was a feeling Yang Xiaoqian had not experienced for a long time, and it made Yang Xiaoqian feel great.

   Several other students in the classroom screamed and screamed, some ran to persuade the fight, and some ran to the teacher.

   Yang Xiaoqian relied on the hand-to-hand combat he had learned from Wang Hai, and he had forgotten about it for a long time, and knocked all the students who came to pull the frame to the ground, then held down Liang Jinyuan's head and slammed into the wall.

a bit.

   twice.

  Three times.

   The skin is open and the flesh is blooming.

   A clump of scarlet clings to the snow-white wall and is gradually smeared.

   The dull crashing sound made Yang Xiaoqian happy, and the color of the graffiti on the wall made Yang Xiaoqian even more happy.

   "Yang Xiaoqian, what are you doing!"

  Huang Han's voice sounded at the door, and the tall squad leader rushed forward to stop Yang Xiaoqian's crazy atrocities.

  Yang Xiaoqian easily escaped Huang Han's grapple and kicked Huang Han's knee with all his strength, making Huang Han kneel on the ground.

"Dear Squad Leader Huang, if you don't want me to kill you again." Yang Xiaoqian grabbed Huang Han's hair, lifted his head, lowered his head and looked down at his face, his eyes indifferent and bloodthirsty, "Just shut up and get out of me. Sight."

   "You're **** crazy!" Huang Han, who couldn't resist, was furious, "Believe it or not, I'll let you get out of school! The college entrance examination is coming soon, do you want to be expelled!"

   "Shit." Yang Xiaoqian released his five fingers, reached out his hand like lightning, grabbed the compass on his desk, and pointed the sharp tip of the pen at Liang Jinyuan's throat.

   "Yang Xiaoqian! Stop it!" The class teacher and the dean appeared at the door of the classroom at the same time.

   Yang Xiaoqian ignored him, pulled up Liang Jinyuan, who had collapsed like an ooze and lost consciousness, and held up the compass in his hand.

   "Xiaoqian! Don't!" It was Yu Qian's voice that sounded this time.

  Yang Xiaoqian stopped and turned to look at Yu Qian.

   "Xiaoqian!" Yu Qian was very anxious, "Put down the compass!"

   "Okay." Yang Xiaoqian smiled lightly, the tip of the compass plunged into Liang Jinyuan's eyes suddenly, one-third of the compass body was submerged in Liang Jinyuan's eyes, Yang Xiaoqian then pressed **** the top of the compass, and stabbed the whole compass into Liang Jinyuan's head.

   "President Yang!"

  's crisp female voice shattered the world in front of her, like tempered glass that was shot by a gun, it first became full of cracks and blurred, and then the pieces shattered and collapsed.

   Yang Xiaoqian slowly opened his eyes and calmly looked at the dream builder sitting in front of him.