Chen Ming, Liu Qi
They faced the wind from the top floor and looked at the perspective map, as if they had a God's perspective. Unfortunately, there are some things that cannot be reversed even with a God's perspective.
Qi Jing leaned against the railing, the wind gently blowing his hair. He had forgotten how long he had been here, and he wondered if the time here was the same as in their world.
His long hair, blown by the wind, gently scratched his eyes. His vision was blurry for a moment, but he quickly adjusted.
Zhang Heqian squatted on the ground at first, but later, when he had nothing to do, he ran to the classroom door to observe what was going on inside.
He was like a class teacher, quietly poking his head out from the back of the classroom and looking inside.
There were two blackboards in the classroom, one in front and one in the back. On the back blackboard, someone had drawn a class newspaper with the single word "齐" (Qi). On the front blackboard, which was multimedia, there was no class newspaper, but it also had the word "三" (San).
He looked forward and then backward, and felt that it should be read as "齐三" instead of "三齐".
It was a rare opportunity to rest, without anyone watching or disturbing them, and they all relaxed. At first, they thought the afternoon would be filled with riots like yesterday, but gradually, nothing happened and they calmed down.
People on the playground no longer just stood there doing nothing, but picked up the sports equipment that interested them and started playing with it.
Ma Liangchen did not stand there cheering for the people playing basketball on the playground like Shi Yuncheng and Wang Shitou, but looked around the school boredly.
Shu Yan had been looking at the perspective card. Although he couldn't hear what Chen Ming said to the student, he guessed that they were arguing because Chen Ming on the perspective card had already exploded.
He kicked over the food on the side and then struggled hard with the chains on his hands and feet.
Without his former charm, Chen Ming is now like a madman, unable to vent his anger.
Chen Ming: "Liu Qi, you idiot, if you have the guts, go ahead and kill me, go ahead and kill me."
The chains clanked and jingled as he struggled, echoing with his roars in the narrow space. The rusty surface was still stained, bearing the marks of every violent struggle Chen Ming had endured.
The rust residue on the ground is like the people who come here. A slight breeze blows and they disappear without a trace.
Chen Ming lay on the ground, his eyes red, and he gasped weakly: "Liu Qi, let go, let them go and let yourself go. Have you forgotten who killed your brother?"
"It's Qi San, it's Qi San! Why are you still working for him? He has been lying to you!" Chen Ming raised his head and roared at him, tears flowing unwillingly, dripping onto the small piece of rust residue on the ground, condensing into a small lump.
The young man's hand touched his face. He lifted his hair, revealing a face with only a mouth. The corners of his mouth turned up in a smile. He said, "Chen Ming, he said that as long as I work for him, my brother will be resurrected. He promised me that when my brother and I go out, we will have endless money to spend, and my brother can do what he likes."
Liu Qi touched his face with one hand and reached out with the other to the only light coming in through the four-sided clock. It was a small window the size of a TV remote control, through which he could see the sky outside, the blue sky and the snow-white clouds.
Liu Qi stared at the sky outside the window obsessively. Even though he had no face now, Chen Ming could see his madness.
"With money, I can take my brother away from the place that makes him sad. I will make him happy every day, take him to learn about flying, take him to travel around the world, and make sure he never gets bullied again."
"When I have money, I will beat to death everyone who bullies my brother, especially my father, who always beats my brother and steals his money after drinking. I will make him know what it means to live a life worse than death. In this world, no one can bully my brother except me, no one!"
Liu Qi became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had become what he thought. When he turned around and saw Chen Ming, he clenched his fists and said angrily: "It's all because of you, otherwise my brother wouldn't have died. It's you, Chen Ming, who should die, it's you!"
Shu Yan's perspective function can be used for a day and a night, so he must find the right time to ask Chen Ming about everything here.
Time passed quickly and before we knew it, it was night. Everyone received a message after leaving the area they were responsible for.
"be safe……"
Zhang Heqian: "What do you mean?"
Ma Liangchen: "Are you stupid? Doesn't this mean there will be riots tomorrow?"
"I know, I mean what does this ellipsis mean!"
Zhang Heqian looked up at him, not knowing who moved first. Within a minute, almost everyone ran towards the dormitory building. Some of them also ran towards the cafeteria, but fortunately they were stopped by their teammates.
When they returned to the dormitory, they found some extra things in the room, some food, some food that was only enough for them to eat for three days.
Zhang Heqian sat on a chair, looking at the instant noodles in his hand, and suddenly began to wail, "It's over! I knew he wouldn't let us have fun all afternoon. Damn it, the food he gave us is going to expire in three days. He's trying to kill us."
"There are still five days left, but this food is only enough for three days. Does he want us to kill each other?"
Like the first night, they also sat in silence without saying a word, and there were loud screams outside the door. Everything seemed like a dream, as if what happened in the afternoon was just their imagination.
At this moment, those who had agreed to jump off the building together were already standing on the rooftop. The number of people was much greater than the number agreed upon at noon, and some people's originally determined hearts began to waver.
With the loud bangs, the shrill screams and cries in the entire building gradually became quieter. I couldn't tell who was talking outside the door, but I could only hear the sound of people running upstairs.
Some people came out cautiously, and they went to the dormitories of the dead to look for the food they had left behind. These were people who wanted to survive, who wanted to go home alive.
Qi Jing watched the number of people on his watch decrease and began to doubt whether he could get out alive. He was in a mess and wanted to clear his mind and stay quiet for a while.
In the room, they all stayed in their beds silently, without saying a word. Zhang Heqian, who was still complaining just now, also lay down on the bed obediently, covering his head with the quilt, and lying quietly on the bed.
In fact, if they were frugal, they could still eat this food for five days, but the key issue was how they were going to survive and get on the same bus on the last day.
This massacre is not as simple as it seems, and what awaits them will only be more cruel than this.
At around 2:30 in the morning, Qi Jing woke up in a daze because he felt something biting his finger. It didn't hurt, but it was a little itchy.
He opened his eyes dazedly, and saw a rabbit with red eyes. Feeling something biting his finger, he picked up the thing that was biting his finger. It was the same as the rabbit in front of him, with red eyes and purple fur.
The rabbits he caught didn't make any noises, but instead rubbed against him in a flattering way. He sat up, looked at the others who were all fast asleep, and then carefully carried the two rabbits outside.
He quietly climbed to the top floor and found something to cover his body. He put the rabbit on the ground, and after it circled around him twice, the rabbit's nose twitched, and then a familiar voice came from it.
"Qi Jing, I'm Chen Ming!"
"Are you starting to doubt everything here? If you want to know, come to me. Qi Jing, you must come to me. In the past few days, if you were attacked by that group of people, please use your dice. A number of two will help you drive them away."
"Qi Jing, I need your point six to hide me. Please use your point five to replace Liu Qi's appearance and come to me after noon tomorrow. I'm in the four-sided clock. The only passage here requires his face. His number is 095095. I will then tell you everything about this place, including the words your father left you."
The two rabbits took turns speaking, and after the last word fell, the two rabbits disappeared.
At night, the wind blows on the body, it is so cold that it makes people shiver.
Qi Jing stood up, rubbed his numb legs, and went downstairs in a mess. When he was going downstairs, he was almost hit by someone running upstairs. When he reached the third floor holding on to the wall, he heard a bang. He knew that the person who almost hit him was dead, and died by jumping from the building.
He remained silent, thinking about what Chen Ming had said. Should he believe him? And what about his father? Why did he never remember his father? Was what he knew true? Why did his mind feel increasingly foggy, and the events of the past becoming increasingly blurry?
After returning to the dormitory, he climbed onto the bed in a daze, not noticing that the lights in the dormitory were on or that other people were awake.
Zhang Heqian squinted his eyes, rubbed them, and asked Ma Liangchen, "What's wrong?"
Obviously, he didn't know either, so he just shook his head. Wang Shitou tilted his head to look at Qi Jing's bed, and his mind began to think about the scene when he first met Qi Jing. He didn't know if it was because he was sleepy, but he didn't remember how he met Qi Jing until he fell asleep.
It hadn't been that long, so why was I losing my memory? Wang Shitou's breathing gradually became steady, and he dreamed of himself alone in a room. A man with an IV in his hand and a sullen smile sat beside him and handed him a grape-flavored lollipop.
In his dream, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he only remembered him saying, "Be happy after eating candy." The voice was gentle and pleasant, a bit like Qi Jing.
After Shu Yan turned off the lights, he stood beside Qi Jing's bed for a while. He pulled down his quilt, exposing his head so that he could breathe fresh air instead of having difficulty breathing under the quilt.
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