Legend of Ravaging Dynasties: The finale of “Sad” [End of the book]
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The hatred steaming out of every heart, the hatred steaming continuously, the hatred steaming out of so many people who hate me.
Countless days of continuous steaming, gathered above my head and turned into black heavy clouds.
Why never end?
Why can't you stop?
Your hatred that keeps pouring on me.
I just want you to die.
I just want you to die for her.
Want you to die.
Want you to die for her.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
Go to die.
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When Qi Ming saw the incoming phone call, he hesitated for a long time before answering it.
Yi Yao's voice on the phone could not hear any emotion, "Qi Ming, you come to me after school, I have something to tell you."
"Yi Yao, you can do it yourself."
The other party was obviously silent for a while, and then said: "...Gu Senxi told you?"
"Do you think he should tell me?"
"I want to see you, not what you think."
"I don't want to see you anymore... Yi Yao, go and do it yourself."
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing. I'm going to hang up."
"You won't see me anyway, are you?"
Qi Ming didn't speak, listening to the whirring air on the phone.
"...ok, then I will let you see me now."
"What did you say?" Qi Ming asked without understanding what Yi Yao meant, but the other party had already hung up.
Qi Ming carried his schoolbag and walked out of the corridor. He heard the whistling wind above his head after two steps.
Qi Ming raised his head, and a shadow suddenly fell in front of him.
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That kind of sound.
The sound that swallowed everything.
The sound that drags Qi Ming into the bottomless nightmare every night.
The sound of the joints, bones, chest cavity, and head all shattering together.
The kind of sound that can coagulate all blood in an instant, and then make all the blood rush overhead in the next instant.
Continuously resounded in my mind.
Cracking endlessly.
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Gu Senxi sat on the sand. Without turning on the lights, today’s news was broadcast on the TV.
He sank deeply into the sand.
Close your eyes, the vision is full of white light moving back and forth.
The voice of the newscaster on the TV sounded impersonal.
"Yesterday at 6 o'clock in the afternoon, a student committed suicide by jumping from a building in a middle school in Shanghai. The suicide was Yi Yao, a sophomore student at the school. The cause of the suicide is still under investigation. The picture shows the death photographed at the scene. The deceased has just turned 18 this year. It is reported that this is the second suicide case in the school within one month, and the relevant departments have paid great attention."
Gu Senxi opened his eyes, Yi Yao was lying on the concrete floor on the screen, blood flowing from under her body. She fixed her eyes on the sky, half-opened her mouth, as if to speak.
Gu Senxi sat in front of the TV, silent, motionless.
Dark clouds rolled across the sky.
Three o'clock in the morning. The moonlight was completely obscured.
In the dark room, there is only the buzzing colorful bar pattern on the TV at the end of the show.
The buzzing light of the TV set shines on Gu Senxi, who has been motionless since the afternoon sitting on the sand.
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The alley is filled with fog again.
Slowly polish the sky early in the morning. 6 Continued someone turned on the dim light in the house.
More and more people are crowding in public kitchens to brush their teeth and wash their faces. Sleepy eyes looked out the window in the morning when it was not bright.
Someone will always turn the wrong tap.
There are two empty rooms in the alley.
When the others passed by the door of the two rooms, they all quickened their pace.
Every minute in this world, countless doors are opened and countless doors are closed. The light rushed in, and then it was covered up after a few seconds.
Different people live in different worlds. Red. blue. green. White. Yellow. Even the pink world.
Why are you alone in living in a black world.
What emerges in the darkness will always be your last face on the TV screen, dumbly like eyes looking through the screen, mouths that will not close. Do you want to say "forgive me" to me, or "help me"?
I want to say "I'm sorry" to this cold world, who has never cherished you, or "I hate you"?
Gu Senxi stood at the door of the alley, looking at the room inside that would never be lit up again. Her eyes were red in the dark, as if it were raining.
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In your memory, you put your ear to my chest nervously and listened to my heartbeat, and then you never left.
It was already evening when Qi Ming woke up, and there were lights outside the window. Sitting on the bed and looking out the window~IndoMTL.com~There is a lighted boat on the river slowly moving.
He got up and walked around and found that his parents were not at home either. It should have gone out for business.
Turn on the TV and watch it, and it is full of boring funny and disgusting dialogue. He presses the remote control to go to the toilet to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Qi Ming took a towel and wiped his freshly washed head, walked to the desk, opened his notebook and scribbled two lines on the paper, then got up and closed all the windows and closed the curtains. Then he went to the phone and unplugged the phone line, and then pulled off the switch at home.
After he finished all this, he got up and walked slowly towards the kitchen.
After that, he went back to the room, lay on the bed, and slowly closed his eyes in the darkness.
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——Your heavy breathing in the dark is the familiar fog in the alley in the morning.
——Your warm chest.
——A huge river of sorrow and silence flows slowly.