Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 33: ? D night

My home is in a residential community called "Ziyuan District", a seven-story apartment building. It's only a ten-minute walk from the high school where you are studying. Because the apartment building where it is located is at the very edge of the community and there are no particularly tall buildings around it, you can see a vast landscape from the balcony.

　　 A Sunday near the end of summer, shortly after I got up, the mailbox at the stairway received a letter from my parents who were away on business. Probably because of nostalgia, although they have a phone at home, they seem to prefer letter exchanges.

　　 In addition to asking questions, it also specifically mentioned the issue of skipping classes in the previous period. Because I am a top student who has never been absent, I will be missed by the teacher once in a while.

　　 Actually, I encountered a strange incident in the old school toilet not long ago. I was missing for three days. When I woke up, I found myself in a public toilet a few blocks away from home. I have no memory of all the things that happened during my disappearance.

　　 I have the same experience as an elder from our school. However, he was missing for a longer period of time, causing a turmoil in the school, and was finally found by the police.

　　 I did not report my affairs to the police. In fact, even if it is declared, it will be thrown aside. The disappearance did not last long, and I have no memory. Although there are some objects that can probably be used as evidence, because of personal factors and fear of trouble, they disappeared.

　　Because there is no evidence from the police station, I can't tell the teacher the real reason. I can only find a random reason, but I am scolded by the class teacher. However, the aura of top students began to work, exempting substantial punishment.

　　 My classmates were naturally surprised by my absenteeism. When I appeared in the class, I looked around with enthusiastic eyes. Thanks to the gift of taking interpersonal relationships seriously, as soon as the bell rings after class, guys with active personality will surround me, and I will be interrogated.

　　Of course, it’s impossible to tell the real reason, but the look in my eyes at the same table is a bit strange. He probably thinks of the strange talk of the old school toilet. Not only did he mention it before I disappeared, but he also knew that I often went to the old toilet and gave warnings like jokes. But he didn't get any substantive evidence from me.

　　 In short, this wave of curiosity did not gradually weaken until four days later, until it calmed down.

　　 In fact, he is not completely clueless about what happened during the disappearance. The strange coat I wore when I woke up in the public toilet, after careful study, may find some clues about the fighting that may have occurred at that time. There are also many items that are relatively ordinary and slightly strange in the attached backpack. There is not only one of the most popular game consoles at the moment, but also a revolver, with three bullets remaining in the revolver.

　　 The most important thing is a diary, which records many seemingly absurd and thrilling things. The beginning part is no problem even if it is read as a third-rate fantasy adventure novel. And it is undoubtedly his own handwriting to write down these things.

　　 and his own body. Although I was very tired when I first woke up, and had large and small wounds, after a week of trimming, it has completely recovered and is stronger and stronger than before.

This week after 　　 disappeared, I put aside all the surprises and doubts, locked all the evidence in the closet, and sang the youth of the high school age earnestly.

　　 After finishing the homework, I wrote a letter to my parents carefully, with the reasons I compiled, so that they don’t need to worry. In addition to empathizing with their hard work and not wanting to be extravagant, I also don't want to just end my free life alone.

　　 I feed the pet named "quark" before sending the letter. This guy is a crow. Because of long training, he was a scavenger and changed his recipe to fresh raw meat.

　　 Its origin is also quite legendary. At that time, a murder occurred in the park nearby where it was found. It was seven years ago.

　　 I was ten years old and went to play alone in a nearby park. A group of children of the same age cheered and cheered under the big tree ten meters away from the sandpit. Only when I came forward did I know that they had injured the wing of an unfortunate crow with a slingshot. But we soon discovered that this thumping crow was holding a ball tightly in its mouth, and after a closer look, it turned out to be an eyeball.

　　 The blood has coagulated, and the atrophic nerve tissue is still attached to the back of the eyeball, giving off a foul smell.

　　 The scared-faced children rushed away. I didn't feel any fear of nausea. After removing my eyeballs with a branch, I took the hapless crow home and raised it, and named it "quark".

　　 The local TV station that night broadcasted a report of murder and burial in the park, less than fifty meters away from where quarks and eyeballs were found.

　　Because quark has such a legendary experience, I am also proud of living an ordinary life, so I take care of it more meticulously. Although he had no experience in keeping pets and no special training for him, the quark after his injury stayed in this house quite comfortably.

　　Although the crow is synonymous with disaster in the custom, in fact, the crow is an animal with a high IQ.

　　quark is not only empathetic, but also very clever, and also imitates many interesting sounds. I didn't keep it in a cage from the beginning. It lives on the balcony and can come and go freely.

　　 I put the fresh meat in an aluminum soup bowl and brought it to the balcony, and the quark started to flop a long way away. I was a little surprised because its cry was different from normal eating. Hoarse, without the slightest joy, as if regaining the nature recognized by mankind, reporting something ominous.

　　 I put the fresh meat in front of it, and it immediately calmed down, took a few bites and looked into the distance.

　　 I followed its gaze and leaned forward to look to the left. Although I didn't see anything special, as always, the scenery was shrouded in gloomy sky, and the abnormal behavior of quark made people feel gloomy.

　　 When I went out to send a letter, I took this unpleasant mood.

　　 Throwing the letter into the mailbox at the gate of the community, I decided to move in the direction that the quark was paying attention to. As if he knew my decision, Quark flew down from the sky and stood on my shoulders.

　　 "Mom." A passing child pulls at the adult's clothes: "Crow, crow."

　　The surprised eyes of the pedestrians fell on me. Some people were amazed, a few girls hesitated whether to get closer, and others walked away quickly with unlucky expressions.

　　 I have become accustomed to looking at them like this. I ignored them and walked forward, and soon those gazes gradually disappeared. Because there is no fixed goal, I didn't decide where to go. When I came to the flyover that crossed the main road, the quark flew up suddenly, my sight chasing its figure.

　　 just turned around and saw a somewhat familiar figure passing by in the crowd.

　　 The girl wore glasses, wrapped her body in an old-fashioned sportswear, pulled her **** tightly, and walked hurriedly with her head down, as if she would fall with a touch.

　　 In fact, she is pretty good-looking, and her physical strength and health are on the level of this age, but she feels quite slender and quiet, because she is a marginal figure in school because of her introversion.

　　 is called Sakiya, right?

　　 This girl named Sakiya is in a different class from me. The reason why I have the impression is that one day when I was in the first grade, I made a report at the student council and went home very late. I saw her when I went down the stairs. Walking up with difficulty alone carrying a bucket of water. Out of the kindness and sense of responsibility of the top student and member of the student union, I helped her bring the water back to the classroom, only to realize that she was cleaning after school alone.

　　 "There is no teacher in this grade who will let a girl clean the classroom alone. What about the others?"

　　 My cold and sudden inquiry seemed to startle her, her shoulder jumped and the rag almost fell out of her hand.

　　 "Ben, there were originally... other classmates." She said timidly, as if she had done something wrong, not daring to look over: "They said to go to the bathroom... but I waited for a long time... "

　　 "Never come back?"

　　 "Yes, yes."

　　 "Sweeping and peeing, and leaving everything to the girls, it's really a group of kids who don't grow up." I sneered, "Have you assigned tasks before? Can you just do your share? ?"

　　 is obviously not blaming her, but she has an expression that is about to cry.

　　 "But, just do your part, the classroom can't be cleaned up."

　　 "I said you, it's always like this, so they just throw all their jobs to you, right?"

　　 "Yes, is that right?"

　　 "Of course it is. Although it looks very childish bullying and exclusion, but if there is no limit to tolerance, it will gradually escalate. You will become disgusted with going to school and even disgusting with life, so there are many students who jumped off the building."

　　 "Okay, it's terrible."

　　"So let's stop here today."

　　 Hearing what I said, she seemed a little overwhelmed. I grabbed her rag and supervised her to dump the water and put the cleaning utensils back in their original positions. After locking the door to the classroom, she was still very nervous, as if she cared about not wanting to sleep well all night.

　　 "What's your name?" I asked.

　　"Sakuya."

　　 "I will tell your class teacher about this." I took out the armband of the student union.

　　 "Ah, from the Student Union... are you?"

　　 "Gao Chuan in the same grade."

　　 "Tell, tell the teacher, isn't it? It's not a kid anymore... and it's not that serious." She said timidly~IndoMTL.com~ People who have no power on their own should learn to borrow the power of others. "I stared at her eyes, and she couldn't help but hung down slightly, "Perhaps you will be more strongly excluded by these people after telling the teacher, but it doesn't matter as long as you keep your chest tall, because it's not your fault. "

　　 "If your classmates...the relationship can't get worse."

　　"Can you talk about the relationship with them now?" Faced with my questioning, she was silent: "You don't need to compromise friendship."

　　"Is that so?"

　　 "At least for now, you won't be appreciated if you ask for everything, so just look up." I said to her seriously: "If you are being bullied, it is inconvenient to tell the teacher, so I will give my name. If you have no friends, I will be your friend."

　　 "Is that...Is this?" She raised her head in amazement, stared at me for a while, and smiled, "Hmm! I got it!"

　　 The memory of the past revived with Sakiya's back. In fact, after I met her that time, I haven't had any formal contact with her. Because not long after, I often saw her and the female classmates in the class go in and out of pairs, shy but happily smiling.

　　 My relationship with Sakiya ended here. As time passed, I almost forgot that evening, and didn't know much about the changes afterwards.

　　 Now that we meet by chance, her complexion doesn't look very good. It's not that she feels cold when she clings to her breasts, it's more like some kind of unspeakable pain.

　　 I cared a little, so I caught up.

　　"Sakuya."

　　 Hearing my voice, the girl stopped walking quickly, her face turned around with a trace of confusion, and then she became stunned.

　　 "Gao Chuan-san?"

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