Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 36: Compression

When I left the community where Sakiya’s home was located, the sky was completely dark. The cloudy night came very fast, and the street lights came on one after another. Quark did not know where he flew back from and landed on my shoulder. I was about to touch its feathers, but found that there was something mellow in its mouth.

　　 I blinked, thinking that I was wrong, but the texture and taste of flesh and blood had a strange familiarity.

　　 I have seen this stuff more than once, and every time it appears, it means that something cruel is happening in the corner.

　　 That is an eyeball. Human eyeballs.

　　As in the memory, part of the nerve tissue is connected to the tail of the eyeball, and the diffusive pupils give a chilling light.

　　 "Where did you find it?"

　　 did not answer, Quark swallowed his eyeballs to his face.

　　"How long have you not eaten carrion? Quark."

　　Quark combed his black feathers with his red-dyed beak.

　　 I looked towards the sky, and the dark clouds were so dark that they were connected in a distance, covering the whole world like an iron plate. For a while, I thought I was living in an iron secret room, and it was difficult to breathe. It's the direction that makes you commotion, isn't it? Quark.

　　 I didn’t look for it. I just wanted to go home quickly. No matter the bright neon lights and street lights, or the crowds, I couldn’t give enough sense of security.

　　 Immediately after returning home, he opened the closet, threw out the tightly packed clothes, dug out the crude backpack buried deep under it, and poured all the contents on the bed.

　　 I picked up the revolver, checked the bullet in the revolver, and pointed the one on the side at the barrel. I held the gun tightly, and the unexplained sense of urgency in my heart eased a little.

　　Quark hopped around on the desk not far away, landed on the computer keyboard, and awakened the sleeping computer screen.

　　——You have an unread email.

　　 I walked over in confusion, moved the mouse and clicked on the mailbox. It is an email from an unfamiliar address. Although it was suspected to be spam at one time, its title had a peculiar feeling.

　　Title: Toilet talk.

　　From: Fu Jiang.

　　 I hurried back to bed and took the diary over and sat in front of the computer to read it. That’s right, Fu Jiang is indeed the same person in the diary? Are the things recorded in this diary true? Although many evidences can be found, such as this email and the diamond-shaped mark on the left wrist, it is still incredible.

　　 From the day I woke up, there have been two conflicting emotions, confusion and stimulation. I think my life will be different from this, and I am hesitant about this difference.

　　 mysteriously disappeared.

　　 The peculiar five-pointed star on Saya Ya.

　　 Email from the most familiar stranger.

　　 has become the past and cannot be changed.

　　 I only saw one sentence when I opened the email:

　　 "Achuan, I'm looking for you."

　　 There were no imaginary strange things happening in the next few days. Since replying to Fu Jiang's email, I haven't received her message again.

　　 Living a peaceful life, I took the break to study the diary a dozen times from beginning to end. Except for the beginning, all the records are very concise, but I finally understand what happened to me and the changes in my body.

　　 is not just an additional magic pattern, the improvement in physical fitness is obvious. It can easily complete a long-distance run of 10,000 meters, a full sprint of 50 meters in only four seconds, and a vertical take-off of up to two meters on the spot. Even a high-speed train can see the scenery behind the window. The resilience after injury is far beyond that of ordinary people.

　　 There are eleven gray stones in my backpack. I ate one, and I did feel a kind of power accumulating in my body.

　　 But there are still problems. What does all this have to do with the Pentagram on Sakiya's body?

　　 I'm still playing a coin game. Two coins, one placed on the ground, separated a long distance, with the other coin bounced at it, hitting it is considered a victory. As long as it is in sight, it has never failed.

　　 I started trying to put the target coin behind the obstacle and use the rebound to hit it.

　　 I met Sakiya several times at school. Although I was already a friend, I also experienced the kind of strange and embarrassing thing in retrospect, probably because of embarrassment, she didn’t act too close. , But the spirit is much better than before.

　　 "Good morning, Gao Chuan."

　　 "So you know each other?"

　　 "Student Gao Chuan from the Student Union, of course I knew him, and helped me a lot."

　　"This is my friend, Morino, please give me advice from now on."

　　 used to have little attention, but now there is this kind of plain conversation.

　　 Morino is a lively girl with short hair. Although she wears a women's uniform, she feels like a tomboy. After that first encounter, I occasionally saw her by Sakiya's side. She has been Sakiya's friend since the first grade.

　　 The personalities of the two are like water and fire, but they are together because they have qualities that the other does not have. At least in the books I've read, that's how it is explained.

　　The head teacher decided to change seats after school. The deskmate who told me about the missing toilet case was moved away. Although a little regretful, he has been haunting my absenteeism like a brown candy because of strange incidents and curiosity, thinking that there must be something strange. He guessed it right, but it was also disturbing.

　　The new deskmate is the monitor, called Bajing, a girl with beautiful straightened hair. The whole body exudes a capable temperament. He is a good-minded activist, but he is not a member of the student council. Her most famous mantra is: "Bring the horse here!"

　　, it seems that nothing can hold her back.

　　 After changing seats, the tables at the same table should be joined together, roughly as a group of boys and girls. The new seat was next to the window, and when I moved the table to the table at Hakjing, she was looking at the playground with her cheek.

　　 Members of various sports clubs are sweating youthful sweat on the lawn, running laps on the 400-meter-long cinder track.

　　"What are you looking at?" I asked ~IndoMTL.com~Shirai. "

　　 "What?"

　　 Hakkei turned her head, and I clearly saw her face reflected in her brown pupils.

　　 "Senior Shirai in the third grade." She said.

　　 "Ah... that one?"

　　 She pointed it out to me.

　　 "The basketball team's No. 10 uniform, the one in the lap."

　　 "That...do you like him?"

　　 "Not at all." The answer was unexpectedly simple.

　　 "Then why look at him?" I asked strangely.

　　 "He's very strange." Hakjing replied in an unsentimental tone: "Although he has been on the basketball team for a long time, his sports performance is not good. He disappeared for a while the other day, but he became a member after he came back. The main force of the basketball team."

　　 It turned out that the missing senior was called Shirai. If he had experienced the same peculiar adventure as me, it would not be an exaggeration to have such a performance. It is rumored that he was found by the police, and he also lost his memory. Will he also record his experience during that period in a diary?

　　 Although I empathize with his changes, I don’t plan to get acquainted with him.

　　 "Is it taken care of?" I said casually.

　　 "No, athletic ability has indeed improved dramatically." Hakjing said, turning his gaze back to me: "Are you still smoking? Gao Chuan."

　　 I was stunned by the question, but Bajing knew that I was smoking?

　　 "My nose is very good." She closed her eyes and said blankly: "Smoking is harmful to the body, it is better to quit as soon as possible."

　　 "Oh, got it."

　　, I took up my schoolbag and walked out of the classroom to the old toilet where there seemed to be no one.

　　 It’s been a long time since.

　　 Close the compartment door and light the cigarette.