Phantom Skeleton Painting

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Waiting for the meal, Lin Banxia asked Jiang Xin about it. After asking it, he realized that he didn't know Song Qingluo about his roommate, and even after seriously thinking about it at this time, he was not very good. It ’s weird to remember what the roommates look like. It stands to reason that they have been staying in the school for almost two years. Why ca n’t they even remember the appearance of the roommates? Lin Banxia frowned, saying, "You and Jiang Xin Is it familiar? "

"Unfamiliar." Song Qingluo's face came up first, he opened the chopsticks, said lightly, "Actually, my memory is very good, the people I met, basically remember, but ..."

Lin Banxia said: "But?"

Song Qingluo said: "But I don't know many people in the school, but at most twenty."

Lin Banxia said strangely: "Don't you say you have a good memory?"

"This is the problem." Song Qingluo said, "There are some people in the school, no matter how many times I look at them, they will not remember their faces, and there are some people who only have one side, as if they know each other. "" He raised his face slowly and carefully and contained it in his mouth.

Lin Banxia has seen a lot of people eat, but like Song Qingluo, it is very pleasing to eat noodles. It is rare. He thought about it: "Are we thinking too much?"

Song Qingluo said: "Did you not encounter any violations?"

Lin Banxia said: "... there is indeed." He remembered his use of a cell phone and described it carefully to Song Qingluo.

Just finished, his rice noodles covered with various ingredients were also served. Beef, deep-fried sauce, fatty intestines, sauerkraut, shredded chicken, etc ... Under the rich materials, almost the main rice noodles are almost impossible to see. , The boss also used a very large bowl.

Lin Banxia did not dare to think that he could eat so many ingredients, and suddenly stopped talking, and began to work hard to eat hard. Song Qingluo stopped chopsticks and looked at Lin Banxia holding a noodle bowl larger than his head. He tried to eat with extra effort. He saw that he was staring at him, and he just raised his bulging cheeks. Vaguely said: "Is it a sense of cutting the nest?"

Song Qingluo ticked off the corner of his mouth in a good mood and said slowly: "Eat slowly, don't worry."

With a bowl full of noodles, Lin Banxia was finally unable to support it. In the spirit of not being able to waste food, he just stuffed the food into his throat and even drank a big sip of soup to end. When finally leaving the seat, Lin Banxia felt a little staggered, or Song Qingluo stretched out his hand to help him stabilize.

"Go out and eat away?" Song Qingluo suggested.

Lin Banxia quickly nodded.

So the two walked around the school. Song Qingluo spoke for a while and found that Lin Banxia ignored him, wondering: "Why not talk?"

Lin Banxia pointed to his mouth.

Song Qingluo said: "?"

Lin Banxia said slowly: "Speak ... I'm going to spit it out, eh!"

Song Qingluo: "..." he finally understood what it means to really eat his throat, he looked down and suddenly stretched his hand to Lin Pinxia's clothes zipper, grabbed the zipper and brushed Lin Pinxia's The coat was pulled away and I saw Lin Banxia wearing a white T-shirt inside.

Lin Banxia was stunned and stayed in place, until Song Qingluo's warm hands gently covered his stomach, he didn't react to what Song Qingluo was doing, but at this time, it was too late. Song Qingluo gently pressed Lin Banxia's bulging stomach without changing his face: "It's really full."

Lin Banxia: "Don't ... Don't press ... I'm going to vomit ..."

Song Qingluo couldn't help but show a smile, he rarely laughed so brilliantly, but fooled Lin Banxia.

Fortunately, Song Qingluo was probably just curious and didn't toss Lin Banxia's belly anymore. The two walked around the playground twice. Lin Banxia finally couldn't hold up and said that he wanted to go back and continue his homework. Song Qingluo nodded and agreed. Before Lin Banxia left, he advised him to stay away from the person named Jiang Xin recently. It seems that Jiang Xin's mental state is not good. It may be affected by the death of his friend.

"The two of them have a good relationship, and they are almost indistinguishable from Meng." Song Qingluo reiterated, "This kind of friend is dead, it must be a great blow to him, and it is normal to have mental problems."

Lin Banxia thinks about it too. If his best friend has an accident, he will certainly be particularly sad. But somehow, when he thought of the word best friend, he glanced at Song Qingluo quietly, and bowed his head casually.

After returning from the playground, Lin Banxia walked slowly into the classroom. Because he was worried that Jiang Xin was still there, he planned to observe it first, and then went in. He deliberately lightened his steps and walked to the window to look inside. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xin didn't see it, but he saw Li Su—and Li Ye holding Li Su in his arms.

This time, Lin Banxia saw clearly, Li Su was imprisoned in Li Ye's arms, the two's faces overlapped, their lips were joined, and Li Su's sobbing came with a cry, his hand did not push away Li Ye, on his shoulders, was powerless.

Lin Banxia stood stupid and looked stupid. His first reaction was that Li Su was bullied, but he immediately understood how bullying people could be bullied in this way. The two of them were clearly doing things between lovers, but This is obviously two men, how can two men ...

When Lin Banxia thought of this, Song Qingluo's beautiful face appeared in his mind. He immediately realized that his thoughts seemed to be a bit wrong, and shook his head vigorously. He wanted to take this strange thought from his own. Out of his mind.

Li Su didn't find Lin Banxia, ​​but Li Ye's movements stopped, and he said something softly in his ear, Li Su's cheeks were almost half red, and his body froze. Taking advantage of this gap, Li Ye cast his eyes towards the window and contacted Lin Banxia's eyes. His eyes were green, and he looked cold on weekdays. At this time, it was with a bad taste, almost instantaneously. In the meantime, Lin Banxia read the threat he wanted to express in his eyes.

Lin Banxia was not so afraid, but rather embarrassed. He retracted his eyes, turned away, and waited on the stairs for another ten minutes before returning to the classroom.

At this time, Li Ye was gone, only Li Su was left. He saw Lin Banxia, ​​and he greeted Lin Banxia with a grin, but Lin Banxia just saw the scene just now, and looked at Li Su Somewhat uncomfortable, he responded vaguely and looked away.

Li Su was accustomed to Lin Banxia's euphemism, and didn't think he was wrong. He smiled and leaned over to Lin Banxia and said, "Banxia, ​​where did you go?"

Lin Banxia said: "Have a meal with people."

"Hey, I can see you." Li Su said, "That person is Song Qingluo? When did the two of you have such a good relationship, and ..." He sat beside Lin Banxia After a big pass, Lin Banxia listened and began to doze off. By the time Li Su found out, he was lying on the table, breathing evenly, obviously asleep.

Li Su is stupid, saying Lin Pinxia is a pig? Why did this go to sleep? Mumbled, suddenly felt a cold look.

Li Su turned his head and saw a student named Jiang Xin in their class. He knew him, but he was not familiar with him. He only knew that he was a good friend with the dead Qin Xu, and he was Lin Banxia's roommate.

"Why do you stare at me?" Li Su didn't have the temper that Lin Banxia had, and his eyes turned cold. "What's the matter?"

Jiang Xin said nothing, and bowed his head and said nothing.

"Don't think Lin Banxia is good-tempered, bully him." Li Su said coldly, "You better understand earlier that he is not someone you can bully."

Channel Jiang: "I didn't ... bully him."

Li Su said: "Then why are you **** staring at him?"

"I'm just helping him." Jiang Xin's voice was flat. What he said was a bit creepy. He said, "Help him get out of here, no, it's to help you get out of here."

Li Su laughed: "Yin and Yang are weird, can you say something between the Yang and the Yang?"

Jiang Xin stopped speaking and walked silently to his seat. Li Su was also quite upset by him. He looked at Lin Banxia and then looked out of the window, and found that the clouds in the sky began to spread again. It seemed that a downpour was about to fall.

There was no light in the classroom. The classrooms that were familiar on weekdays seemed a bit strange at first glance.

Li Su licked his lips, tilted his head and measured the sharp compass in his hand.

Lin Banxia had never slept so well during the lunch break. In a trance, he heard the continuous thunder. Xinglin Banxia opened his eyes, and even a moment was not sure where he was, and he was in a trance for a while before he realized that he was in the classroom. The sky was still clear just now, and it was completely dark now. The classrooms without lights turned dark like another world. Lin Banxia looked around and didn't see Li Su's figure. He thought he was gone, so he got up from the chair and planned to go to the door to turn on the classroom lights. There was still a power outage at the school, and nothing happened when I pressed it.

Lin Banxia felt a little uncomfortable feeling in her heart. This feeling had no reason and appeared abruptly. He returned to the classroom and suddenly remembered something. He looked up at the clock hanging directly in front of the classroom—the clock was ticking and ticking, the hour and minute hands coincided, and it just pointed to the number twelve.

It's twelve o'clock? Lin Banxia was stunned immediately, he was a little bit confused, did not want to understand that he just took a nap for a while, how the moment reached twelve o'clock. Near the window, a series of bright lightnings suddenly lit up, illuminating the dark classroom. Lin Banxia noticed that there was a figure standing at the door of the classroom. When the man was wearing a school uniform and turned his back on him, he couldn't recognize it.

Lin Banxia's first reaction was whether this person was Li Su, and he cried, "Li Su? Is it you?"

No one answered.

After another burst of thunder and thunder, Lin Banxia remembered something. He reached out and touched it in his schoolbag. He found a small desk lamp, which he used to read in the dormitory because he had no electricity. , So they are brought to the classroom to charge. Lin Banxia turned on the only light source and tentatively walked towards the door for two steps. The person standing at the door remained motionless until Lin Banxia walked behind him.

"Li Su? Is that you?" Lin Banxia asked carefully.

After approaching, Lin Banxia only found that this man's height and hair style were similar to Li Su's, so he became more sure of the guess in his heart and shouted: "Why don't you talk?"

The man still didn't answer. His body blocked the only exit. Lin Banxia wanted to go out and couldn't get around him. So Lin Banxia reached out tentatively and gently patted the person ’s back. Someone felt that something was not right just after the hand was released. It did n’t seem to be on the person ’s sturdy back. It looks like ... something too soft was photographed.

Lin Banxia only took a shot, and the person stuck in front of him fell down. However, his body seemed to have no bones. It was almost an impossible gesture. The whole person was paralyzed into a rotten flesh. At the top are the hair and facial features. Lin Banxia clearly saw that his mouth was still in one piece through the inconspicuous light of the desk lamp, as if to say something.

Seeing this scene, Lin Banxia stiffened slightly, and did not know whether she felt sick or scared, and felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't want to look at it anymore, and stepped out of this person directly into the empty corridor.

This is the school at midnight, and the continuous thunder finally ushered in heavy rain. The dripping raindrops hit the roof with a clear sound.

There was only Lin Banxia in the corridor. He stood at the spot blankly, smelling a fishy smell at the tip of his nose. Almost instantly, he recognized that it was the smell of blood, and it was very fresh blood. Lin Banxia was a bit dazed for a time. He pinched his hand hard. It was indeed painful. He was not dreaming, but why everything around him was so weird. The weirdness seemed not to be in reality at all.

Just as Lin Banxia thought, a strange sound came from the end of the dark corridor. Someone is using a sharp weapon to gently tap the tiles on the wall.

Conditionally reflexive, Lin Banxia turned off the lamp in his hand, he stepped back a few steps, and felt that his feet seemed to step on the wet water stains, the crisp knocking sound was getting closer and closer to him, Lin Banxia Feeling deeply disturbed, he stepped back a few steps, looking for a place to hide, but just took a step, but the person approaching here called his name.

"Lin Banxia." It was Song Qingluo's voice, soft like feathers, he said, "Is it you?"

Lin Banxia didn't expect it to be Song Qingluo. He was a little bit happy and shouted, "It's me-why are you here?" "Come here." Song Qingluo said, "I have something to say to you."

Lin Banxia was about to move forward, and felt a bit wrong. After a moment of hesitation, he did not go directly, but turned on the desk lamp in his hand and shone the light toward the corridor. In the weak light, he barely saw the person on the other side of the corridor. It was indeed Song Qingluo, but Song Qingluo was covered with black liquid all over his body. No, it was not black liquid, but excessive blood. Because of too much, it turned into an ominous darkness on Song Qingluo's body, and he also had it on his face, even dropping down the tip of his chin. He walked by the wall, inadvertently tapping a little bit with a sharp boning knife, dragging a humanoid thing with his right hand ...

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Lin Banxia didn't even believe that he was Song Qingluo for a moment, but they both looked exactly the same, even the cold eyes were so similar.

Song Qingluo seemed to realize that he was a little scared, stopped and warmly said: "Don't be afraid, Pinellia, I won't hurt you."

Lin Banxia's throat moved.

"Come here." He dropped the humanoid thing that he carried in his hand. Lin Banxia looked closely and found that it was a student he didn't know.

"Come here." Song Qingluo repeated again.

Lin Banxia wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He restrained his shaking hands and gently turned off the light source of the lamp in his hand. Then he turned and ran-even if the man was exactly the same as Song Qingluo, he didn't believe it was Song Qingluo! Lin Banxia turned off the lamp, ran away, barely dared to stop, and ran down the stairs all the way.

There was no footsteps behind him, and Song Qingluo behind him did not seem to have any intention of chasing.

In this way, Lin Banxia panted and rushed into the rain curtain.

It was dark all around, the campus was originally familiar, very strange, Lin Banxia did not know where he went to be considered safe, after thinking about it, had to walk in the direction of the bedroom.

However, when he reached the door of the dormitory, he found that the iron door of the dormitory was firmly closed. No matter how he shouted, no one ignored him. The huge campus seemed to be a dead cemetery at this time. He could only hear the sound of rain and his own heavy gasps.

Lin Banxia was a little dazed, he didn't know why things just took a nap, and things suddenly became like this. He hugged his arm and turned around. He looked like a poor bird whose feathers were wet by rain. The most miserable thing was that he couldn't even think of where he could go.

After thinking for a while, Lin Banxia decided to find a place in the school to hide from the rain, and then waited for the dawn. He looked around and finally chose a corner of the cafeteria. Because he was afraid of being discovered, Lin Banxia did not turn on the light. He lowered his head and twisted his wet clothes carefully, recalling what had happened just now, and inexplicably gave birth to some grievances.

On a weekday, Song Qingluo, who was so good to him, why suddenly became this look, so Lin Banxia could not understand, he could not even determine whether the person was Song Qingluo, or not, if it was , How could he become like this.

Lin Banxia was lowering his head, and suddenly felt his eyes blindfolded from behind by a pair of cold hands. He was shocked in his heart, and the conditioned reflex wanted to struggle, but the master of his hands, but easily caught his movements, and then, the cold lips gently pressed against his ear pinch, slowly sliding, as At the next moment, it will bite down—

"You ... who are you?" Lin Banxia was stiff.

The man said nothing.

"Is it you? Song Qingluo?" He tentatively guessed the identity of the people behind him.

But as soon as these words came out, the lips that had rubbed his pinnae softly opened a moment ago, and he bit down heavily. This bite was a bit heavy, Lin Banxia took pain, and whimpered. He wanted to break free, but his strength was not the opponent's opponent at all, and he could only let him work harder.

"Stop, stop--" Lin Banxia said with a trembling bite, "Song Qingluo, what the **** are you doing?"

"What are you running for?" Sure enough, it was Song Qingluo. When he was talking, he licked gently on Lin Pinxia's pinna, as if he was comforting.

Lin Banxia's body shivered slightly, his eyes were still covered by Song Qingluo, he said: "You let go, I won't run."

Song Qingluo didn't answer.

"I really don't run." Lin Banxia said dumbly.

"It's not about running or not." Song Qingluo's fingers pressed slightly and pinched Lin Banxia's eyeball. He said, "I just don't like it, you see my eyes."

Lin Banxia: "..."

"Don't you like me very much?" Song Qingluo said, "How do you see me, this look?"

Lin Banxia said: "You ... are you ... killing?"

Song Qingluo said: "No, this is not a murder."

Lin Banxia: "..."

Lin Banxia felt Song Qingluo's chin, put it on his shoulders, soft and moist hair, gently rubbed his jaw, it looks like a spoiled cat-if you ignore his body is extremely rich Bloody words.

"Who the **** are you?" Lin Banxia said, "I don't believe you ... Song Qingluo."

"Huh." The people behind grumbled dissatisfiedly and rubbed Lin Banxia's eyes rudely. He said, "You think you know Song Qingluo very well? You don't even know where he came from. ... "

Lin Banxia was a little dazed: "What are you talking about?" What is it, what is it, isn't Song Qingluo not a person?

But the person behind him obviously didn't mean to give him an answer. He let go of Lin Banxia's hand and gently squeezed his chin. His hand pressed slightly, forcing Lin Banxia to turn his head and look towards Got him.

It was still that beautiful face, or those dark eyes, and even in the black eyes, it was so familiar to look at his tenderness, but Lin Banxia saw him sticking to his cheeks, as dark as crow feathers, Wet hair, he was a little hesitant, but he still expressed his worries, he said: "Your hair is wet, I will help you dry it." For no reason, he always feels like Song Qingluo does not like it It's raining and I don't like my body getting wet.

As soon as these words came out, Song Qingluo's eyes softened a lot, but Lin Banxia's hand didn't let go. He said, "I know you don't like it, but it doesn't matter."

Lin Banxia said: "What?"

Song Qingluo said, "Do you know how to get out of here?"

Lin Banxia grabbed the clues in Song Qingluo's words, here? Isn't it a school here, what does it mean to leave.

"Although a bit reluctant, this is the best way." Song Qingluo said, "Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt, it's over at once." He smiled softly, his empty hand, from the bag What was pulled out.

Lin Banxia looked closely, it was the boning sharp knife that Song Qingluo had just held in his hand. He saw the knife stunned and said, "What are you doing?"

Song Qingluo said: "Of course to help you out."

Lin Banxia's eyes widened, and he didn't even doubt what Song Qingluo was going to do to him. The two dead people just now were obviously examples, but why and why the world around him would become like this, Song Qing Luo would be so strange.

"Stupid." Song Qingluo seemed to guess what he was thinking, and sighed spoiledly, "Can't even guess?"

Lin Banxia did think of something, but the answer was too ridiculous, everything around him was so real, how could he be incredible, as if deceived, trembling: "I am ... dreaming?"

Song Qingluo smiled.

Lin Banxia wanted to ask again, but his lips were gently held by a finger, Song Qingluo leaned over, dropped a kiss on his lips across his fingers, the two noses touched, Song Qingluo ’s The voice is gentle as water, he said: "Good, no pain."

At the next moment, Lin Banxia heard the sound of a sharp weapon breaking through. He hadn't had time to react and felt his neck was pierced by something. Actually ... it really didn't hurt, Lin Banxia was a little trance for a while, Song Qingluo still hugged him, and he was a bit heavy, as if he wanted to rub him into his body.

Lin Banxia's eyes darkened, and when his eyes caught the light again, he actually returned to his classroom.