Phantom Skeleton Painting

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In Lin Banxia's memory, almost no one said to him like this word. His parents died prematurely, and his aunt treated him like a thorn in his eyes. The constraints of life and the heavy study made him have no intention of caring about other things. When others were seventeen or eighteen, it might be the age of spring, but for Lin Banxia , Like the word, but too strange. He didn't like anyone, and he couldn't imagine that others liked himself, even if he felt something vaguely from Song Qingluo's words and deeds, but when Song Qingluo said these words calmly , His mind was blank, he could only widen his eyes and said blankly, "What?"

Song Qingluo was teased by Lin Banxia's expression, but fortunately he had patience, and he approached Lin Banxia's ear, saying a word: "Lin Banxia, ​​I like you."

Lin Banxia, ​​I like you-I can't be more clear. Lin Banxia wanted to say something, but when he started, he let out a slight sob, reached out his hand and wiped his face, and found himself crying. He didn't know why he was crying, just because he was uncomfortable.

"Why are you crying?" Song Qingluo was a little stunned. He didn't expect Lin Banxia to cry, whispering, "If you don't promise me, don't cry."

Lin Banxia said: "I'm sorry, no one has ever said this to me." He felt embarrassed and wiped the tears on his face in panic. He didn't remember many things before, but he always thought He firmly believed that no one would like himself, so when he heard these four words from Song Qingluo's mouth, those hidden emotions flooded like a tide, drowning him by surprise.

Song Qingluo turned sideways, blocking the sight of others, and whispered to appease: "Good, don't cry."

Lin Banxia was embarrassed. He saw Song Qingluo staring at himself and said blankly, "What do you stare at me for?"

Song Qingluo stretched out his hand and rubbed Lin Banxia's cheek with his fingertips and wiped away the wet tears. He said, "The kid hasn't been confessed yet?"

Lin Pinxia: "Ah?"

Song Qingluo said: "Whether to refuse or accept, should I say something?"

Lin Banxia said cautiously: "I ... can I accept it?"

Song Qingluo said warmly: "Of course." He leaned over and took Lin Banxia into his arms, his chin resting on the top of his head, rubbing gently. I heard that many insecure children are obsessed with hugging, and Song Qingluo hopes to give Lin Banxia, ​​who seems helpless, a little comfort.

Lin Banxia's body really relaxed a lot, but he was still a bit at a loss about his relationship with Song Qingluo, but it doesn't matter, they still have a lot of time. Song Qingluo can slowly teach Lin Banxia, ​​many of him Not good at things. Like hug, like like.

At this moment, the atmosphere was just right. When Song Qingluo thought about taking advantage of this opportunity to kiss his children again and secretly take advantage of them, his children raised their heads in tears, and said what he said was pitiful and weak. Zhu ’s expression is diametrically opposed: “So, is the wound on your leg real?”

Song Qingluo: "..." This has not yet passed?

"Really?" Lin Banxia asked.

What Song Qingluo can do, and the confession has succeeded, this matter can't die without admitting, but helplessly said: "Yes."

Lin Banxia said: "I want to see--" He guessed what Song Qingluo was going to say, and immediately blocked Song Qingluo's mouth, "Not now, at noon, watch in the office!"

Song Qingluo: "... OK."

"Then I'm leaving." The bell of the class just rang, and Lin Banxia said, "You're taking the class." When you're finished, you leave without any nostalgia.

Looking at his back, Song Qingluo just tasted a bit of ruthlessness from the inside. But what could he do? Finally, he just sighed and turned back to the classroom. His buddy laughed and pointed at Song Qingluo: "Song Qingluo, are you okay? How can you make your little cute cry?"

"Turn off your farts." Song Qingluo was annoyed. "Wipe your **** first."

The teacher happened to walk in and both of them stopped at the same time and started the class.

Lin Banxia concealed things in his heart. Although he tried to make himself listen carefully, he was seen to be absent-minded. After class, Li Su touched her side quietly and said, "What's wrong with you? Why was your eyes red when you came back?"

Of course Lin Banxia was embarrassed to say that he was crying and calmly said: "The wind and sand lost their eyes."

Li Su smiled and prodded: "Where is the wind and sand in this hot day?"

Lin Banxia said, "What are you crying in the staircase that day without wind and sand?"

Li Su: "..."

Lin Banxia said innocently: "Are you really bullied by Li Ye and crying?"

Li Su: "..." When did Lin Pinxia become so sharp, wrong, Lin Pinxia had always been a little sharp, but he didn't show it usually ...

Li Su retreated and left with a grieving look. Lin Banxia couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, thinking that Li Su's appearance looked so cute.

Finally at the lunch time, Lin Banxia rushed out of the classroom for the first time, ignoring the teacher, and asked what happened to Lin Banxia.

Li Su shouted loudly, "Teacher, don't mind, he has diarrhea."

The teacher understood.

The class upstairs was also out of class, Song Qingluo was slowly packing up his desk, heard a rapid footstep next to him, looked up again, and saw the breathless Lin Banxia, ​​because he was running too fast The usual bloodless face was blushing, and only those bright eyes were still staring at his leg. Upon seeing this, Song Qingluo whispered in his heart, thinking that his face should be pretty, but how could he be here in Lin Banxia?

Lin Banxia shouted: "Hurry up."

Song Qingluo deliberately aired him: "Well, why are you so anxious?"

Lin Banxia: "I want to see !!!"

Song Qingluo couldn't help but smile: "Lin Banxia, ​​do you know that you look like a rogue like this?"

Lin Banxia: "..."

Song Qingluo said slowly: "But it doesn't matter, even if you play rogue, I like you too."

As he stood up, he naturally took his children out of the classroom and went to the empty office next to them.

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Banxia hurriedly closed the door and opened the window. Song Qingluo endured for a while. Lin Banxia saw that he smiled meaningfully, and inexplicably asked him what he laughed.

Song Qingluo said seriously: "Nothing."

Lin Banxia looked stunned, but did not understand that Song Qingluo was actually the rogue. He just felt the anxiety when he thought about the things in his dream.

Song Qingluo said: "Look at the responsible."

Lin Banxia said anxiously: "Negative and negative! You hurry up!"

So, under the attention of Lin Banxia, ​​Song Qingluo took off his trousers, exposing his slender legs ... and striking wounds on his legs.

I do n’t know what the wound was made of, the edges were uneven, some were crusted, and some were new. The red, purple, and purple covered the outside of Song Qingluo ’s entire thigh, which looked extraordinarily scary . Song Qingluo was very clever. He hurt his parts all over the place that was covered most tightly by his clothes. Even if he changed his shorts, he could not see signs. And he controlled his own runaway very well. Before the man in the dream had told Lin Banxia about those things, he had no doubt about Song Qingluo.

Seeing these wounds, Lin Banxia seemed to be blocked in her throat, and she didn't say anything for a while. He stretched out his fingers and gently touched the edge of the wound. Song Qingluo didn't cry pain, but his muscles twitched uncontrollably. It was very painful. And the wounds are not bandaged at all, it is difficult to imagine how these parts will feel when they are rubbed against the pants.

Seeing that Lin Banxia had been silent, and Song Qingluo, who knew that he was wrong, said: "In fact, it is not very painful."

Lin Banxia said: "You lie."

Song Qingluo: "..."

"It doesn't hurt, how can you tell whether you are in reality or dreaming." Lin Banxia looked at the wounds and made a decision in his heart. He said, "Do you remember what happened in the dream?"

Song Qingluo said: "I don't remember, do you remember? And, you said that I told you this ..."

"I don't remember much." Lin Banxia already had something to do in his heart. He was very unwilling, but he lied to Song Qingluo. "It's just a vague memory. You said, what the **** do we Alright? "

Song Qingluo said: "It's like an infection. Many people around me have this kind of situation, some of them know, some don't know, at first they are in a trance, then they start to self-harm, and finally ..."

Lin Banxia said: "Like Qin Xu committed suicide in the end?"

"Yes," Song Qingluo said lightly. "When you can't distinguish dreams and reality, death is the best destination."

Lin Banxia said: "So to what extent are you now, can you distinguish between dream and reality?"

Song Qingluo said: "With you, I can distinguish."

This was pretty pleasant, but the atmosphere was not right, and Lin Banxia could n’t be happy either. He remembered Song Qingluo in his dream, and he entered the twisted darkness that seemed to devour everything again. The behavior will have an impact on Song Qingluo in reality.

Lin Banxia said: "When was your last self-harm behavior?"

Song Qingluo pondered for a moment: "It seems like three days ago."

Lin Banxia was silent.

Song Qingluo said: "I had a dream three days ago, but I don't remember the content. When I woke up, I felt very uncomfortable," he said casually, "I grabbed the pen on the table ..."

Lin Banxia figured out why the wound on Song Qingluo's leg was uneven, which was more than a knife to scratch himself. The pen was not sharp, and it was going to pierce the meat, leaving such a deep wound. I don't know how much effort to use.

Lin Banxia took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Song Qingluo was still worried that Lin Banxia would persuade himself, but did not expect that although Lin Banxia behaved very sadly when he saw the wound, he never told him not to do it from beginning to end. Too. Song Qingluo did not have to hurt himself, but sometimes when he woke up from a dream, it was really difficult to distinguish the boundary between reality and illusion from the surrounding scenes. Only pain could give him a sense of reality.

Lin Banxia has tasted this feeling many times, so he naturally understands Song Qingluo.

After that, Lin Banxia didn't persuade him, he sat across from Song Qingluo and remained silent for a long time. It wasn't until Song Qingluo's heart was inexplicably upset that he saw a relaxed smile on Lin Banxia's face.

"I also like you very much." Lin Banxia said, "So ... if I can, I will definitely want you, good." He looked at Song Qingluo, and there were stars flashing in his eyes, making Song Qingluo look. , Also softened.

Regarding self-mutilation, Lin Banxia did not mention it again. The two of them decided to enjoy all the precious time that can be together. Accidents may come at any time, but at least at this moment, they can still enjoy a quiet time.

In the evening, the self-study, the rain that had been falling finally stopped, and the death also came as scheduled. This time, the students who died did not know Lin Banxia. The cause of death is unknown, and the corpse was discovered by Li Su.

He stood beside Lin Banxia's seat and looked out the window. He suddenly asked in doubt, when did our school build a swing.

Lin Banxia somehow: "Swing? There is no swing at school."

Li Su froze: "What is on the playground?"

Lin Banxia looked up, it was dark, and it was not clear, but he could still vaguely see a person in white clothes wagging in the air. From the point of view of this person's swing, it seems to be sitting on a swing. However, Lin Banxia was very familiar with the playground equipment, so after watching it for a while, he noticed the clues and his expression also changed.

Seeing Lin Banxia's expression was wrong, Li Su quickly asked, "What happened?"

Lin Banxia said: "... he is not swinging."

Li Su said, "What is that doing?"

"That piece is the position of the horizontal bar." Lin Banxia said, "He seems to ... hang his neck on the horizontal bar."

Hearing this, Li Su immediately picked up a layer of goose bumps, and quickly went to Lin Banxia to tell the teacher this matter. The teacher called a few more students, and they rushed to the playground together, and saw the man in white clothes from afar. However, when the distance was close enough to the person, no one was willing to continue to move forward, because they all saw the death of the person clearly.

He was really hanged, his neck was pulled to an incredible length, his body seemed to have no bones, as the wind slowly fluttered back and forth, the timid person exploded with a scalp. The teacher called the police, the students screamed, and it was a tiring set of procedures.

Fortunately, this time Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo were not eyewitnesses. The police still joked with them that they ran a little slow this time.

Lin Banxia didn't know how they still laughed. If you think about it carefully, this school is indeed full of all kinds of unreasonable places. If a real school can die a few people every few days for a month in a row, the parents of the students have already been down. How could it continue to happen that no matter what happened, the same requirement that students continue to attend classes.

"Are you all right?" Li Su asked Lin Banxia.

"It's okay." Lin Banxia narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "I'm fine."

Li Su: "..." At a certain moment, he actually felt that Lin Banxia's expression was somewhat similar to that of Song Qingluo. No, no, it must be his illusion. The characters of Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo are so different, how can they be similar? Li Su secretly laughed that he must have thought too much.

Before figuring out the meaning of the dream, Lin Banxia did not like the rain. Because he thought it was the students who were cursed, those bizarre accidents would happen, but after realizing what happened in the dream, only after the dream was resolved, the rain changed its meaning here in Lin Banxia . He hoped that before damaging Song Qingluo, he would put an end to this **** thing.

The time when the rain came again was late at night a few days later.

This time, Lin Banxia recognized the roommates and quickly discovered that he was dreaming, and the dreaming place was in the dormitory. When he realized that he was dreaming, the surrounding environment began to change, and those familiar figures gradually faded away. In the empty dormitory, only Lin Banxia was left alone.

Lin Banxia left the dormitory, he felt that Song Qingluo should also be in the dream, but he searched the entire campus. Lin Banxia found no trace of him, but at the top of the teaching building, he saw Li Su and Li Ye Body. The two died in a hug together, sharp blades pierced their chests, blood mixed into a ball, regardless of each other.

Lin Banxia looked at them a few times, then turned away, calling Song Qingluo's name in his mouth, but no matter how he called it, he still didn't respond.

As time passed, the sky became darker, and not far away, a storm gathered. Lin Banxia watched the dark colors in the sky gradually change, and the huge black hole, like a greedy mouth, began to devour the whole world. Lin Banxia originally wanted to discuss things with Song Qingluo, and then analyze the situation, but now it seems that Song Qingluo had some accidents, so he failed to come out and see himself. Fortunately, Lin Banxia was sitting on the roof of the building, looking at the upcoming black storm, so that no one would stop him and enter the depths of the dream.

That's right, Lin Banxia decided to go in. He remembered Song Qingluo said that Li Su also went in. Now that Li Su came out alive, there is no reason why he cannot go in.

When Lin Banxia saw the wound on Song Qingluo's body, he made this decision. He didn't want to wait for Song Qingluo to save himself, and he also had someone who wanted to protect him. The kind of person who doesn't want to let go even if he loses himself.

The darkness had arrived, Lin Banxia was in front of it, small like a ant, he raised his head, and the violent wind blew his wide coat, hunting, and the twisted darkness swept everything, including the insignificant Lin Ban summer.

Before being swallowed by the darkness, Lin Banxia had many conjectures about the situation inside, either eccentric or bizarre, but when really engulfed, Lin Banxia felt a creepy wandering on his skin— —Everything around has not changed. The only change is that the bodies of Li Ye and Li Su are missing.

Lin Banxia heard someone talking, he lowered his head, and saw countless students walking towards the outside of the school, it seemed that it was just after school.

Lin Banxia rushed down the stairs to the fourth floor.

In that classroom, Lin Banxia saw Song Qingluo talking with his friends with a smile, saw him at the door, and stood up with a smile and waved at him, shouting: "Banxia."

Lin Banxia walked slowly to him, lowered his head, and picked up Song Qingluo's pencil case.

Song Qingluo looked at Lin Banxia's movements for a moment, "Banxia?"

Lin Banxia did not speak to him, pulled out a pen from the pen case, opened the cap, and pierced fiercely against his arm.

"Lin Banxia ?!" It seems that he didn't guess Lin Banxia's move. Song Qingluo was shocked and stretched out his hand to stop it, but it was still too late. The sharp nib had been inserted into Lin Banxia's arm. Suddenly blood poured out, and Lin Banxia's face also paled, and his eyes were thick with disbelief, and his hands shook violently because of the pain-yes, the pain.

In this layer of dream, he actually felt pain.