Dream of Death (II)
at the same time.
In city A, the downtown commercial street is bustling with people coming and going.
Suddenly someone shouted, "Someone is going to jump off the building!"
Suddenly, people around looked up at the same time.
On the top floor of the busiest department store, a girl’s figure appeared in the window. She sat on the window like a leaf in the wind. She would fall at any time if her body tilted. But fallen leaves return to their roots when they fall to the ground, but if she fell, she would be shattered to pieces.
The onlookers all had their eyes wide open, with different expressions on their faces. Some even raised their phones like they were watching the giant pandas in the zoo, eager to take pictures and share them with more people.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the girl just leaned against the window, watching the building teetering, but she never jumped down. This made most of the spectators very dissatisfied. After all, in a busy metropolis, ten minutes is precious. If there is no exciting result, how can they justify the time they wasted?
The crowd became agitated, and some even raised their voices and shouted, "Are you going to dance or not? If not, don't take up space!"
The young children in the crowd showed puzzled expressions. If they jumped down, they would die! Why were they all shouting for the sister to jump down?
But she didn't dare ask, because every adult looked so excited and scary at the moment.
She could only stand on tiptoe as hard as she could, silently shouting in her heart, "Don't jump!"
Another twenty minutes passed, and the voices of dissatisfaction downstairs became louder and louder. Some people were afraid that the girl couldn't hear them, so they almost borrowed a loudspeaker from somewhere to urge the girl to jump down.
The girl was stunned for a long time and finally seemed to hear the sound downstairs. She moved her body and picked up the mobile phone that had been lying in her palm.
The phone kept receiving notifications, but none of the messages were caring. Every inquiry was filled with curiosity, doubt and ridicule.
Suddenly the picture flashed, and a phone call interrupted the hurtful words on the screen.
The girl looked at the name on the phone and her expression changed a little. She hesitated for a moment, and finally pressed the answer button.
"Keqi, don't do anything stupid. Wait for me, I'll be there soon."
The boy on the other end of the phone was so nervous that he spoke incoherently, "I have something to say to you, wait for me."
The boy's voice was loud, but the booing and laughing from downstairs was even louder.
The girl gave a meaningless smile, but tears fell from her eyes. "Thank you."
These words seemed to be spoken to the boy on the phone, and also to the firefighter who was reaching out to her.
The boy heard something ominous and shouted desperately, "Please, don't, don't——"
But the girl couldn't hear it. She gently let go of the phone, leaned back, and fell to the ground rapidly like a butterfly with broken wings.
The young firefighter looked at his empty palms, knelt weakly at the window, and let out a cry.
The child downstairs looked up at his sister whose face he could not see clearly from a distance, and then fell from the upstairs and threw himself into his mother's arms.
The mother hugged her daughter in her arms, only to find that she was already crying.
"Scared? Don't look. It's okay."
"Why did she have to die?" the child sobbed. "Why did she jump?"
The mother hugged her child and sighed, but could not give an answer.
"Maybe there are too many evil spirits in the world."
The girl in the red dress answered, giving the child a friendly smile.
She walked through the crowd. It was clearly a crowded place, but no one could touch the hem of her skirt.
She walked to the front of the crowd, blood flowing to her feet, and the girl was already dead.
She stared at the blood at her feet and felt that the color was even more vivid than her red dress.
The whistles and boos from the surroundings did not end with the girl's fall. Instead, it was as if the performance had reached its climax, with the audience giving her warm applause.
The butler squeezed through the crowd and came to the girl in the red dress, "Miss, shall we go to another mall?"
A trace of pity flashed across her face, but she couldn't even sigh.
The girl in the red dress raised her head slightly and said, "Listen, someone is crying."
Unfortunately, the cry was too weak and was quickly drowned out by the laughter.
In the evening, someone uploaded the video of the suicidal girl jumping off the building to the Internet, along with the various expressions of the onlookers.
(The introduction said that the girl committed suicide because she was sexually harassed by her class teacher and then suffered from depression. I just have one question now, how is that beast? Was he struck to death by lightning?)
(Tsk, that old guy is alive and well, with a happy family and living a happy life)
(If I were that girl, I would bring a bucket of gasoline and burn down that bastard's house first)
([Fuck] This little girl is only in her third year of high school, right? Is she a human?)
The comments under the video are varied: some are indignant, some are sympathetic, and of course some are mocking.
(How pitiful! Why can’t the teacher be severely punished?)
(So this is it. I waited for more than an hour under the scorching sun and finally jumped.)
(That’s right, if you want to commit suicide, then commit suicide. I’ve never seen anyone who is so hesitant)
(Is the previous sentence human language?)
(What's wrong? Let me hear what you say.)
(Hey, I have a bad temper)
(The above person may not have a heart, he is a cold-blooded animal. Friends whose IDs are numbers should not bother with animals)
(Even the donkey is scared to death by him, so what’s wrong with us trying to encourage him?)
(I might have been a little attached to this world, but... you murderers)
(As a human being, please be kind)
(I am not kind, what can you do to me?)
(【Fuck】Is there any hacker boss here? I will pay to kill these scumbags)
(If you are not kind, I can’t do anything about it, but I believe God is watching what we do, and I have witnessed the fulfillment of the word retribution countless times.
Now I believe that you will regret your actions today someday)
Mo Liuying put down her phone with a cold expression. He Guang was sitting opposite her eating fruit. He was a little surprised to see her unfriendly expression.
"What's wrong?"
After the four of them finished discussing their business, they chatted and played with their phones leisurely, which was quite comfortable.
The atmosphere was just right, and Mo Liuying didn't want to let this matter affect her mood, "Nothing, what do you want to eat tonight? I'll treat you guys to dinner."
Youyi seemed to know what happened as he looked at the messages that kept refreshing under the video.
"Why are you angry with them? God will punish you for your crimes. Didn't you say you believe in retribution?"
Mo Liuying was surprised, "How do you know it was me?"
You Yi sat up from the sofa, "We have been classmates for so long, we can't stay in the same classroom for so many years in vain."
He Guang became more and more curious about what they were talking about. Chen Mengze smiled slightly, "Don't listen to his nonsense. You only use two avatars on your social accounts. You can guess it with a little attention."
As he said this, he very considerately raised his cell phone to show He Guang.
It took He Guang a while to realize that they were talking about a girl who committed suicide by jumping off a building.
She thought about it, took out her cell phone, and left a message under the video of the quarrel.
(May the deceased rest in peace.)
Youyi quickly saw He Guang's message from the refreshed interface, "Your naming skills are really hard to describe."
Both Shen and Mo looked at their phones and recognized He Guang's ID at a glance - the Messenger of Light.
Mo Liuying covered her lips and smiled, "What do you know? This is the cutest thing about He Guang."
Youyi rolled his eyes and began to doubt the young lady's aesthetic taste.
Shen Mengze glanced at his phone, "How dare you make fun of He Guang."
You Yi expressed dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with me?"
"You must make me read it out loud, Prince of Pleasure."
Chen Mengze looked at him with an indescribable look.
Mo Liuying held back her laughter, her shoulders trembling slightly.
"I order you in the name of the prince, Magic Fairy Xiaoze." You Yi said shamelessly.
Shen Mengze was also calm, "You is three years old."
Mo Liuying felt that He Guang was the most normal, so she turned her head and said, "I thought you would have a fight with them."
He Guang spread his arms and leaned back on the sofa. "It's pointless to bicker with them. If there's a chance, I'd rather let them know why the flowers are so red."
You Yi said, "My sister Guang is a social figure. She is ruthless and doesn't talk much. You can't afford to offend her. You can't afford to offend her."
"That's what I said."
He Guang lowered his shoulders in frustration. "But my teacher said that martial artists should not bully the weak, and should avoid violent fights. But some people really deserve a beating. If I can't beat them up, I'll be so angry that I can't eat."
You Yi's eyes rolled, and he simply sat down next to her. "You can't say that. Children should be beaten for making mistakes. It's not fair if no one punishes adults. Just take it easy and don't beat anyone to death."
"Don't worry, I always know when to act." He Guang nodded.
Chen Mengze saw that the two were getting more and more dangerous as they talked, and if they continued, they might even talk about hiring a killer to kill someone, so he interrupted them immediately, "There's still more than a month left in the summer vacation, do you guys plan to go out and have some fun?"
"Still playing?"
You Yi said, "I almost lost my life in Xiaoqinghe Village. Now I just want to be a dead homebody."
Mo Liuying said, "The weather in City A is too hot. I want to go to Yunchuan to escape the heat."
He Guang patted You Yi's shoulder and said, "You Yi, you can't give up because of fear. We must have the courage to face all kinds of storms in life."
You Yi was really afraid of this professional chicken soup cook who had been making chicken soup for 16 years. "No, the waves are too big. I'm afraid of drowning."
"It's okay, I will save you."
He Guang lowered her head to touch the fruit plate on the coffee table. She said this casually, but You Yi was startled as if he had thought of something.
Chen Mengze looked at them and smiled. He stretched out his hand and pinched You Yi's shoulder. "You won't drown if you don't wave around. How about having hot pot for lunch? I'll send someone to buy the ingredients and bring them over."
"That's fine. I can continue to lie there."
You Yi said, walking back to lie down on the sofa opposite, "Where are the two lovely ladies?"
Mo Liuying nodded slightly.
He Guang held out his hand, "Okay, we also like to eat hot pot in our hometown, especially in winter when it's colder than here. Sometimes we also hold hunting competitions, and the meals provided in the competitions are also hot pot, which is very interesting. Ah... classmate Shen, your injury is not healed yet, so don't eat."
He Guang was talking excitedly, and suddenly remembered Chen Mengze's situation. Logically, this man should stay in the hospital for at least another month, but he insisted on not being hospitalized, and there was nothing anyone could do about him.
Shen Mengze said innocently, "Then I'll just watch?"
"Well...I can make you some porridge." said He Guang.
Chen Mengze felt a little bitter in his heart. You Yi laughed without any brotherly love, "Bear with it! Wounded."
He turned over and said, "Sometimes I suspect that Heguang is from the neighboring glacier country and belongs to a fighting nation."
Mo Liuying was also a little curious, "Where is your hometown, He Guang?"
He Guang paused while eating melons, "Well... even if I tell you, you won't understand. How about this, I'll take you to my hometown during the winter vacation, okay?
Although the formalities are a bit troublesome, my people will definitely welcome you."
Youyi thought about it and thought that He Guangbao might be from the deep mountains, just like the legendary Miao girl, who was mysterious and had some very ancient customs. There were many talented people in the family, but most of them were secluded.
"Okay, then you can meet your friends who always say things that make sense."
"If they knew I made new friends, they would be very happy." He Guang stood up, "I'll go wash the pot, let's eat in the living room!"
You Yi watched her go into the kitchen and pondered for a moment, "I don't know what He Guang's hometown is like. But I always feel that her tone just now is like that of a master who has married a beautiful wife and concubines and is taking people back to his hometown to worship his ancestors."
"Can't you watch less bad dramas?" Chen Mengze was speechless, "Who is the delicate wife and who is the beautiful concubine."
You Yi's impolite energy came up again, and he pinched his throat, "Of course, my brother is the boss, and I am the concubine."
Mo Liuying rubbed her arms and said, "If you two want to marry He Guang, don't drag me in. I'm going to help in the kitchen."
As she spoke, she also went into the kitchen.
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