Chapter 63: Tragedy staged again

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The boy hesitated for a while, eventually nodded, gritted his teeth, stood up from the bench, and walked towards the community.
"Go back and see, maybe they're sorry."
My words kept echoing in his ears, and he listened and compromised.
I saw that he was going to go home, looked at the sky, and it wasn't too early, so I was going to go back. My parents called me several times, but I didn't answer them.
If I don't call them back, they will probably rush out of my house and look for me.
"I hope you can get the response you want, go quickly, and please let go of your grievances and leave quickly."
When I was leaving, I did not forget to give him this sentence.
Everything in the world is not all good. He committed suicide by jumping from a building because of depression. I hope he can live well in hell.
No hatred, no resentment, maybe one day, he will be reincarnated, just as the ogre said.
By then, he is a good man again.
On the way home, I felt very light-footed. The red bracelet on my wrist flickered, showing an unusual red light, and the little guy must also agree with me.
Since his last strong complaint, I can often feel his various responses to me.
It also keeps me from feeling lonely when I am away.
I called my parents back and they were crazy. When I learned that I had a small talk with an acquaintance on the road, I didn't pay attention to the call, so I was relieved.
After I got home, my parents had already eaten the rice. I warmed it up in the microwave myself, and then I solved my dinner.
After that, she went back to her own room. In her head, she first thought of the peaceful situation at home, and she never told me about my family background.
Grandpa An said so much to me today. According to the situation at the time, he definitely carried An Ning and told me these things. For me, these secrets are very heavy.
It symbolizes Grandpa An's recognition and trust in me. He knew that I was a good friend of An Ning, so he disclosed so much information to me.
However, these have successfully made me feel helpless.
I don't know how to face her next time I see An Ning?
Originally I could talk to her unscrupulously and play with her, but when I learned about these things, I couldn't do it so easily in my heart.
In case, I didn't notice it and exposed her feet to let her know that Grandpa An had told me her family background. Will it hurt her pride?
In serious cases, it will even affect our feelings!
I began to think wildly and wildly, saying that the deeper the feeling, the more anxiety, this sentence is really true.
I haven't worried about her affairs, and I started to worry about the situation of that schoolboy.
I can only hope that the result is good, and I can't go to his house. This is rude and offensive.
I believe his parents love him. They will be very sad if they lose their only son!
However, my heart started beating randomly, it lost the regular beat it should have, beating rashly and quickly.
Anxiety ... This familiar anxiety struck again.
Is something really going to happen?
I shook my head, turned on my laptop, and prepared to watch a TV show for a while to distract myself.
I do n’t know if there is a street light without a ghost, and I do n’t know when I rely on that ghost. When I was confused before, the ghost could always wake me up or give me a guide. .
But he is not with me now.
I miss him ...
I blushed, sitting on the bed with my hands on my knees, my face buried between my knees, and black hair pouring down from the sides of my head, like a large black cloth head, covering me.
A feeling of loneliness shrouded in my mind. The computer is playing the hottest TV series now, and it distracts me from my attention.
I lay down all of a sudden, and formed a large font and fell on the bed. The voice of the actor and the sound of the air conditioner running came from my ear, but my thoughts drifted away.
On the other hand, I was able to chat with An Ning for a while, but after what happened this morning, how could I go to her casually?
Everything happened on the same day, and on the first day that the demon left, I began to bear the days without him.
My selfishness started to falter, and I wanted to call him back to myself, or ... go to him by myself.
I'm distressed now, I'm distressed I don't know what to do.
That night, I fell asleep very early. In this rare summer vacation, it seems a bit extravagant to go to bed early. Many young people love to stay up all night and stay out all night. After school, life ca n’t be so irregular.
Before I fell asleep, I read the Weibo news, and Wang Hongrui posted a message five minutes ago.
"I will definitely fall asleep tonight!"
When I saw the news, the corners of his mouth were raised.
Go to bed, go to bed, let's go to bed together, get up early and get up, don't you?
I hugged the blanket and soon fell into dreamland. In the dead of night, the bracelet on my wrist glowed red. Of course, I didn't know it.
As the red light receded, a figure stood by the bed, right next to me.
He stared quietly at my sleeping face, his cold hand stroking my cheek, soft light brewing in his eyes.
The slender fingers pushed the mask towards the head, a handsome face gradually approached me, and thin lips were printed on my lips.
"Huaer, I haven't been able to accompany you lately. Good night and good night kisses can't be less."
His hand lingered on my face, and finally rubbed my hair.
"And you, little one, the father and the king know that you can hear our voice. When the father is not there, the mother-in-law will leave it to you for protection.
The demon's big palm rested on my lower abdomen and stroked for a while before releasing. He carefully pulled the blanket I was holding and covered it on my stomach.
The red light flashed again! His figure disappeared into the dark night.
All of this, I naturally do not know.
I woke up early the next day and woke up at five o'clock, which surprised me a little bit, but was also expected.
After all, I slept a little early last night.
I sat up, walked to my desk, opened my laptop, and prepared to go online. I did n’t have to do anything in bed. I did n’t watch yesterday ’s TV update. I fell asleep and lost a lot of trouble.
Who knows, I turned on the search engine, and I was frightened by the news headlines in front of me. I was stunned and sat in my seat for a long time.
I felt the blood in my body was coagulating, and even breathing became difficult.
An impulse rising from the bottom of my heart prompted me to turn off the air conditioner and rushed out of the door.
At the same time, the door of her parents' room also opened. Mom should get up and prepare breakfast for us. She saw me getting up so early and was surprised: "Xiaohua, so early? Don't you sleep more?" "
I carried the small bag and ran outside. Mom felt very strange, and asked quickly: "Early in the morning, where are you in such a hurry? The shroud shop won't open that early."
I turned back and waved at her: "Mom, I'll take care of one thing! Leave me breakfast! Thank you!"
Only when the voice fell, I closed the door, and the man quickly ran down the stairs!
Why does this happen? why?
Just now, the news headlines I saw on my computer happened in our city. Yesterday, the neighborhood where the student was.
The headline reads: The third-year son jumped off the building to commit suicide, and both parents were sad and died.
I do not believe! I don't believe they are the parents of that school brother.
But I can't help but believe that in that district, there can be several people jumping at the same time, which is absolutely impossible!
Even if they did, they would not be all high school students! Nor can it be all "sons"!
Moreover, that community has been around for some years. It is an older community, which is different from the newly constructed residential area.
I ran to the road quickly, and the clouds were rolling overhead, always feeling that it was going to rain soon.
But I came out in a hurry, so I forgot to bring an umbrella, and I had to pray that it would not rain.
In my mind, it has been determined that the couple who died is the parents of the younger brother.
This makes me have to worry!
When did they die? How did they die? Is it before the schoolboy goes home or after he goes home?
The child will never hate his parents like hating his enemies. If he sees his biological parents dead after going home, he will absolutely go crazy!
This was definitely not the result he wanted! No!
He may only need one "sorry" from his parents and "we are wrong" instead of two cold bodies!
But if it happened after he got home and got the answer he wanted, this ...
I dare not think about it anymore, no matter what the possibility is, it is all a tragedy!
When I rushed to the neighborhood, the gate of the neighborhood was covered with a few uncles and aunts. I went straight in and didn't need to ask which building the incident happened.
Where are the police cars and TV cars parked and where are they going.
When I went below the residential building, in addition to the police car and the nanny car that the TV station came to interview, I also saw an ambulance.
The yellow quarantine segregated the crowd. Before I got closer, I heard several aunts sighing and lamenting:
"It's so pitiful that my son jumped off the building, and the adults couldn't stand it. He also jumped off the building. It's too bad."
"Yeah, yeah, hey, my old lady looked at me, and she felt very worried."
I felt a "buzz" in my ears and tinnitus.
They ... the parents of the younger brother jumped off the building and committed suicide ...
how come! impossible!
Roaring loudly in my heart, I rushed towards the crowd quickly, crowded out a crowd of onlookers, and when I saw a man and a woman lying in a pool of blood not far away, my heart broke.