Greed & Laziness (18)
"That person not only asked the government to arrange for me to go to a monastery, but also used Qiao Qing as a stand-in to attract perverted attention for me..."
So this is why Qiao Qing is so popular. More likely, the reason why Qiao Qing was chosen was because of what 555 told him before, that Qiao Qing was an outsider who held the script.
Qiao Qing was very confident, and after getting the script, he was more likely to let down his guard, which gave those people an opportunity to take advantage of him.
Song Shu splashed some cold water on himself, and the cold water brought back some rationality.
This is too unbelievable.
Song Shu couldn't understand these people's fanatical pursuit of him, nor could he understand their behavior of using Qiao Qing as a target to block the perverts for him.
This was beyond his understanding. This hurt Qiao Qing and made him feel sick. Song Shu somewhat understood why Qiao Qing wanted to be liked by others. Someone must have deliberately wanted to make Qiao Qing like this.
Song Shu took a deep breath and thought about the last words Ji Ting said.
"That sacrificial ritual is not as simple as just killing 12 vampires. It requires collecting the blood of 12 vampires, drawing a formation, and keeping one person by your side forever."
Requiring 12 people is actually a disguised way of asking for 12 vampires born between 6pm and 6am.
Are these people crazy?!
He has to kill 12 vampires for him?
Song Shu couldn't help but splash some cold water on himself. He leaned against the sink, water dripping down his face, and after a moment he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his face.
If Ji Ting's guess is true, and all this happened because of him, that would be really fucked up.
Song Shu hadn't felt so shocked in a long time. His feeling now was no less than when he first found out that Alice was a man.
Song Shu cursed.
What on earth are they doing to do something so outrageous? Is it necessary to be so obsessive when you like someone? Can these dark people clear their heads?
Song Shu never cared about whether others liked or disliked him, but this matter also involved Qiao Qing.
Qiao Qing was so angry yesterday. Did he hear something from others?
Song Shu had a headache and didn't want to go back to Class A. He simply went to the monastery. He was squatting under a tree, but when he remembered that there might be dead people lying here, he felt a chill on his back and quietly moved to an ancient tree farther away with sunlight.
I feel much more secure.
Song Shu squatted under a tree, which was a relatively secluded corner, drawing circles with a branch, his head covered with a few dark clouds, and he looked autistic.
【Why are you in such a bad mood? 】
"Don't you think this kind of love is abnormal? I don't want to go back and face those people at all."
She is irrational, unemotional, selfish and arbitrary. She changes the life trajectory of others at will without considering Qiao Qing's feelings.
Of course it was also his fault, Song Shu was very discouraged.
But he never provoked that group of people, and even spoke very little. The most he did every day was to attend classes in the classroom. He seemed to be wrong and yet he seemed to be right.
Song Shukeyun held her head and said, "555, I don't want to live anymore. Send me out of this world."
【This is the nature of greed.】
Song Shuke duck held his head: "How could I be greedy!!"
[…I’m talking about those people.]
[However,]
555 pushed his green glasses: [They may just like the way you don’t love them. ]
Song Shu: “…”
【But if you love, they love you more. 】
Song Shu threw the stick: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
555 winks: [Hee hee. ]
The stick rolled to the side. Song Shu's legs were numb from squatting, so he simply supported himself on the ground and leaned over to reach it, but he saw a pair of shoes at the end.
Very familiar black shoes.
Song Shu didn't need to look up, Song Yinxing had already squatted down and put the stick in Song Shu's hand, "What are you doing here?"
He glanced at the ball of wool that Song Shu had drawn on the ground and commented, "Ugly."
Song Shu curled his lips and used a stick to paint the image originally drawn on the ground into a mess.
He was so strong that the stick almost went three inches into the ground. Song Yinxing held his hand and asked, "Who offended you?"
Song Shu suddenly got angry. The kind of temper he only gets when he's close to someone, but it's not good for anyone. He tried to control himself and pursed his lips: "No, I'm just in a bad mood."
Song Yinxing took his stick and made two more crosses for him in the mess.
Neither of them spoke.
The monastery was very quiet at this time. The quiet wind blew, and the sunlight was cut into small spots of light through the gaps between the leaves.
Song Shu kept poking the ground with a stick.
The dirt on the ground was poked up a little, and the dust flew into the air.
This was somewhat relaxing, so Song Shu poked him hard a few more times.
555: [Second Dimension, the soil also has life. ]
Song Shu stopped the stick and instantly felt that the hole in the soil was like a wound that had scabbed over and then been torn open.
555 saw Song Shu was silent, so he followed suit. After thinking for a while, he still needed to explain: [I was just joking with you, Sizhai-chan. I didn't mean that, feel free to poke me. ]
Song Shu rarely stops talking. Ever since I met Song Shu, he always seemed to be a chatterbox, with endless complaints and mumblings.
The last time Song Shu was so silent was when he was thinking about Song Yinxing.
555 tried to liven up the atmosphere: [You seem less stupid when you are quiet. ]
Song Shu still didn't say anything. Song Yinxing beside him just stared at the pattern on the ground.
555 was made to feel heavy and damp by the silent atmosphere, like wet clothes, wearing them wetly, weighing him down and making him breathless. It stretched out its small hand from the tree branch and patted Song Shu's shoulder in the air, comforting him: [Relax, you can go back and reunite with your brother after this world ends. I will help you.]
[Your brother will help you too.]
Song Shu hugged his knees and said to himself, "You are right, soil also has life."
Big drops of tears pressed on the soil, first being wrapped up in a round shape, and then melting into the soil.
【……】
Song Shu pursed her lips and wiped her tears vigorously with her fingers. The tears that her fingers could not hold back continued to fall through the gaps between her fingers.
Song Shu's fingers were already stained with mud, and now he was about to wipe them into his eyes. Song Yinxing grabbed his wrist and wiped his tears for him. He didn't ask why he was crying. When Song Shu stopped trying to wipe his tears with his hands, he let go of Song Shu's hand and smoothed his back for him.
555 finally spoke up: [Don't take other people's mistakes upon yourself. ]
Song Shu cried even harder. He slightly tilted his body, half hugged Song Yinxing, and sobbed, "Brother, I'm so sad."
Song Shu's unexpected words made Song Yinxing's body stiffen slightly. He had never felt Song Shu's hand holding his waist so hot. He pulled Song Shu's hand, but Song Shu didn't let go, like an iron hoop, and looked at him with tears in her eyes: "I know you are Song Yinxing, don't try to deny it."
Song Yinxing: "...I didn't mean to deny it."
Song Shu sighed, and her tears stopped a lot: "Brother, I'm really sad."
Song Yinxing still broke his hand and said, "Don't hug me anymore. You have to respond."
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu was so frightened that half of her tears went back, and she quickly withdrew her hand.
Song Yinxing clicked his tongue and took out a cigarette from his pocket, "Did Qin Sang bully you?"
Song Shu shook his head: "No."
“I just found out some things.”
Song Shu wanted to wipe his tears, but Song Yinxing disliked his dirty hands, so he simply held his hand and wiped them carefully with the clean part of his divine robe, and only let go after they were clean.
While watching him wipe his hands, Song Shu told him about the conversation with Ji Ting.
"It's not your fault."
Song Yinxing saw that he cried so much that his nose and mouth turned red, and he looked pitiful.
[Run quickly, he wants to kill me. 】
The sad atmosphere disappeared, Song Shu: "..."
"555, shut up!!"
555 Pack your bags and leave your hometown: [Oh. ]
Song Shu couldn't cry anymore. He wiped his tears and whispered, "That was a fake me just now."
Song Yinxing glanced at him: "Then what is the real you."
"Because the real me," Song Shu suddenly said seriously, "I am even more cowardly...!"
Song Yinxing: "...How did you recognize me?"
Song Shu leaned in and sniffed it, and said proudly: "Because of the smell."
Song Shu cried so hard before, but now she is like a cat, inexplicably proud and cute.
Song Yinxing pinched the end of his hair.
"Why did you suddenly run out? Where is Qin Sang? Why didn't he follow you?"
Song Shu thought about it.
"Brother, is that you, Qin Sang?"
"It's me, and it's not me."
Song Yinxing pulled Song Shu to his feet and said, "When you discover the truth, this place will almost be over."
Song Shu was depressed again. What truth? Wasn't this just a lie?
Song Shu was not crying just because of Qiao Qing. Crying was more or less a way for him to express his emotions, especially after he realized that the priest next to him was Song Yinxing, he couldn't stop crying.
Sui Yue, who was indirectly killed due to greed and laziness, and the so-called substitute Qiao Qing, took great pains to conceal his A-class students.
The more Song Shu knew, the more he couldn't face these people. Nausea, guilt, and anxiety washed over his brain. Before he could come up with a solution, Song Shu didn't want to meet this group of people.
The last time he felt this way was when he found out his roommate stole his underwear. Song Shu was upset. Why were there so many perverts around him? He couldn't figure this out. He was frustrated: "Brother, I don't want to go to school anymore."
His brother gave a reassuring answer: "You can skip class."
Song Shu looked over immediately: "Really?"
Song Yinxing pointed to the opposite side of them and said calmly: "Isn't there a truant here?"
Qin Sang hurried over here. Song Shu's back stiffened slightly, and he had a subtle feeling of being caught cheating.
Song Yinxing folded his hands: "It's hard to see the person, but he came quite quickly."
A strong smell of gunpowder quickly spread. Qin Sang frowned and said, "It's none of your business." Then he held Song Shu's hand and checked around.
Song Yinxing had been looking at this side, and the feeling of being caught cheating became stronger and stronger. Song Shu felt very uncomfortable and pushed Qin Sang's hand: "I'm fine."
Qin Sang held Song Shu's hand, and Song Yinxing looked at him again. Song Shu's back felt numb for a moment, and he finally realized where the tension between Qin Sang and Song Yinxing came from.
Song Shu looked around, and finally chose to put his empty hand into Song Yinxing's hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Now the water can be leveled.
Qin Sang, Song Yinxing: “…”
Compared to the adult Song Yinxing, the high school Song Yinxing was still not angry enough with Song Shu's cool moves.
Qin Sang was so angry that she laughed: "Song Shu, you really are..."
Seeing that Qin Sang was about to curse again, Song Shu quickly corrected him: "I really am a genius."
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