Luo Zheyu walked straight towards the long-haired woman.
The other person stood sideways to him, looking very quiet. Even when Luo Zheyu came over, she didn't move at all, as if the person who stopped at the bus stop at every stop as the bus moved forward was not her.
"Excuse me...are you waiting for me?"
Luo Zheyu looked down at the whorl of hair on the other person's head and asked softly.
Otherwise, there is no need to stand at each bus stop and wait patiently. Even ghosts would not be so idle and bored.
"Brother, who are you talking to?" The girl looked at him with confusion on her face, her eyes naturally passing over the long-haired woman and focusing on the bus stop sign behind her.
She couldn't see the long-haired woman.
The long-haired woman moved her fingers slightly, maintaining her original standing posture, with her long hair covering her cheeks. She slowly stretched out her arm close to Luo Zheyu and handed him something that looked like a card.
Luo Zheyu glanced at her and reached out to take it.
It looked like a bus card, with a few lines of words written in red ink on the blank space on the back.
[Last bus in the evening, please get on the bus at any bus stop at 23:59:59. No more waiting after the deadline. (Note: The world of the living is not fun. If you want to keep your sanity, please get on the bus as soon as possible.)]
What does this mean?
The long-haired woman paused, and with her slender pale fingers she felt in her hair at the back of her head, and unexpectedly pulled out a piece of paper.
Her body remained stiff in the original posture, with only her arms moving. She held a corner of the note with her index finger and thumb and unfolded it for Luo Zheyu to see.
I saw a line of words still written crookedly in red ink on it.
[Part-time temporary worker of the Dark World Government, will not hurt anyone, feeding is prohibited, please do not be afraid, you who are already dead may be more frightening than her. ]
Luo Zheyu took a closer look and remained silent.
What the hell is this...
However, the other party must have mistaken him for the ghost of the hanged boy.
He still didn't quite understand the meaning of the being who called him into this world and bumped into his waist, so he might as well just let it go and go and see what was said on this "bus card".
"I will go."
Luo Zheyu put away the "bus card".
The long-haired woman twisted the paper between her fingers and stuffed it back into her black hair. Then she bent her body and fell backwards, with her face completely covered by her black hair facing upwards. She landed on all fours with her limbs in a reverse joint and quickly alternating her limbs as she crawled towards the road.
The vehicles passing by on the road didn't see her and drove straight past her.
Bang!
As if a silent collision was heard, the woman who was crawling on the ground with her limbs dislocated was knocked away lightly. As the force gradually increased, she flew away and disappeared into the sky.
Luo Zheyu, who witnessed the whole process: …
I don’t know what to say, I can only use six small dots to express my complex and wonderful feelings.
A little hesitant.
Should you take out the "bus card" in your pocket and throw it away?
An enlarged face came before my eyes.
"Brother! What are you looking at? Are you okay? Who are you talking to?"
The girl's face was filled with worry.
"fine."
"Christmas is coming soon, isn't it?"
"Huh? Yeah..." The girl was confused, not understanding why his thoughts suddenly jumped to Christmas.
"Santa Claus was giving me presents just now."
Luo Zheyu was serious.
The girl looked at him in surprise. It was obvious that what Luo Zheyu said at this moment was very different from the usual image of the hanged boy.
"You...are you kidding me?"
"What gift do you want?" Luo Zheyu asked instead of answering.
"Hmm..." The girl thought seriously. "I want a clone. She can go to class and study for me, help me with homework, and I can go out and play with my brother!"
"Santa Claus said you are too greedy, so he can't give you this gift."
"Tsk... Brother is really a liar..."
"Of course not. If you want exercise books as a gift, Santa Claus will give you as many as you want."
“No way!”
…………
Luo Zheyu felt a little suffocated.
He hadn't felt this suffocating for a long time.
No, it should be said that he had never experienced it.
The boy he impersonated was a sophomore in high school.
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that he didn’t do his homework!
Today is the day to hand in homework. Luo Zheyu was forced to do his homework by the monitor because he didn't do it.
Isn't this suffocating enough?
In the present life, Luo Zheyu, who has been weak and sickly since childhood and whose emotions cannot fluctuate drastically, has hardly ever attended classes in school, let alone doing homework, which is one of the characteristics of school.
Now I have truly experienced it.
Fortunately, he has a good memory and remembers how to answer the questions in the second year of high school, otherwise the situation would be even more embarrassing.
"Yunbo, have you finished writing?"
The sturdy and dark-skinned squad leader began to urge.
The boy impersonated by Luo Zheyu is named Yun Bo, and his sister is named Yun Xiaoduo, who is in the same class as Yun Bo.
“…Wait a moment.”
Luo Zheyu answered with difficulty and wrote quickly.
"It's okay, take your time writing, I'll wait for you."
The monitor looked around, leaned over, put his elbows on the table, and asked in a mysterious low voice:
"Were you scared yesterday? You never fail to finish your homework."
Um?
From the squad leader's words, Luo Zheyu heard a hint of secret, the secret about why the boy hanged himself.
After spending this morning carefully observing the other person's previous life, Luo Zheyu could not tell that he had any suicidal tendencies.
Even though the boy had a gloomy personality and a somewhat somber appearance, this was no reason for him to be suicidal.
He paused for a moment, then continued to work on his homework as if nothing had happened, and asked nonchalantly, "Aren't you afraid?"
"Ah, I want to say I'm not afraid, but I really feel scared. Zhao Wuyuan called me last night and said he felt like someone was following him and he couldn't sleep. As a result, he hasn't come to class yet. I'm a little worried..."
The monitor's face was filled with worry, and the worry in his eyes didn't seem fake.
“If I had known…”
"I shouldn't have played that game!"
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