Nonlinear Love

Lin Yan: Wait, this voice...

Su Lian's heart stopped beating.

Song Jiaci: Yes, it sounds familiar...

Su Lian's breathing stagnated.

In the midst of the uproar, Gu Anjiu let out a flat thunder: Isn't this Brother Lian's voice? You must have heard it right, it's Brother Lian, right?

A dozen or so boys turned their heads in unison as if they had pressed the start button, and their eyes were fixed on the person whose cheeks were flushed.

Su Lian pressed on his chest that couldn't help coughing, thinking to himself, he forgot to do divination, today is probably a big ominous.

Inexplicably, I recalled a passage I saw when I was watching a movie a long time ago.

When does a person truly die?

Some say it was when a bullet went into the heart.

Some say it's time to be forgotten.

And there is only one death of his own, that is, when he dies in front of the whole class of boys.

The author has something to say: Wrong Lord: Wife, why don't we die for love?

Cool guy: If you want to take a knife and cut something, then commit suicide

Chapter 18

Su Lian sighed softly, the city is foggy all the year round and the weather is sultry, probably not suitable for him.

It's better to take advantage of this fierce day to move house overnight.

Mars is probably too close...

Where does Ultraman live?

Chi Li turned his head to the side and looked at Su Lian with a solemn expression, for fear that this cool guy would not think about it and slaughter the entire class on the spot.

It's good - a celebration party is turned into a murder scene, and blood is splattered, then it's not suitable.

He reached out and flipped the switch, trying to make up for it indiscriminately: What nonsense, how could it be Su Lian's voice, it just happens to be like it.

Seeing everyone's face, I'll listen to your nonsense, and said: I found the store to record it on the Internet, what are you guessing about.

If it's not convincing, people don't care at all.

Gu Anjiu was decisive and took the lead in the fight: Impossible, there is no second one in the entire universe for this emotionless and calm high cold.

Chi Wang looked at the little fat man with pity, remembering that last time he and Lin Yan were going to look for a feng shui treasure land. Judging from this posture, I am afraid that the address has already been selected.

Master, what can't we admit about the mutual help between classmates, is it possible that it is popular to do good deeds without leaving names? Qi Tian, ​​the main force in trouble, immediately crossed the dining table and patted Su Lian on the shoulder, I like it quite a bit. Yes, can you record one for me too?

Me too, I can't get up in the morning.

Really magical and refreshing, please copy!

I also want to have the love of cool brother.

Please ask for the same, if you find it troublesome, you can - dormitory - one.

- Listening to this, the crowd instantly became excited, holding the trumpet and booing, the focus was all off.

Su Lian, who was nailed to the cross, turned from red to blue, and gradually turned pale, and sat on the spot - motionless.

Seeing the tightly squeezed fist, Chi Huang quickly stretched out his hand and held it down: Calm down, it's not easy for everyone to live, read in the classmates, and leave a whole corpse anyway.

I'm very calm. Su Lian's mind finally connected to the line.

Before twelve o'clock, as long as the time goes back, this thing can be regarded as not happening.

He got up slowly, walked to the door under everyone's sight, and dropped a sentence: Go to the toilet.

Then he stepped out of the 404 with a heavy step, walked into the opposite door, and looked for the dial with the broken strap.

Chi murmured: Isn't there a toilet in my dormitory?

Lin Yan reacted: I'm probably shy, it's quite embarrassing to think in a different position.

But Gu Anjiu reacted to the huge arc, and said dully: Everyone likes it, so it's not ashamed, right?

It's just right to use this as your epitaph. Chi Lan looked at him speechlessly, got off the high stool, and followed.

Standing at the door of 403, Chi Wang stared at the person who bent over to play the watch, and was very puzzled: What about you? Didn't you go to the toilet?

It's over. Su Lian replied casually, and asked again, What time did they come just now?

Chi Wang said vigilantly: What? You don't want to choose an auspicious time to commit suicide, right?

Su Lian: ...

Touching the dial with his fingertips, he repeated impatiently, What time did you come?

Chi Wang recalled for a few seconds: It's about ten o'clock.

After estimating the time, Su Lian moved the pointer back to forty minutes, and the surrounding environment changed instantly.

The position teleported, he sat back to 404 again, and Chi Wangzheng reached out and handed him a string.

Very good, there are still a few minutes before the scene of the crime, and the death of the society is about to happen.

Putting the string aside, Su Lian put the dial in his pocket, got up quickly, and picked up the horn on the small coffee table.

Gu Anjiu's eyes were sharp, and he opened his mouth to say, Fuck, what the hell is this? Is the false master joining the cheerleading team?

Alarm clock. Su Lian turned around and looked around for a suitable location, trying to find a place to hide the speaker.

But Gu Anjiu's fat hands and feet were fast, and his hands felt haphazardly, and he accidentally touched the switch.

As a result, the death alarm rang through the audience again without any suspense, and the pain that had just been experienced was repeated.

Standing in the crowd, Su Lian felt extremely desolate.

If you can't save it, the world will be destroyed.

Is that master lying? He has changed a few times after traveling back and forth, but he has never successfully changed his direction.

Tired, tired, not in love.

Probably, this is life.

One last attempt, Su Lian summoned up the courage to move the pointer again, walked over to the small table and picked up the horn, turned his back to Gu Anjiu and put it into Chi Wang's arms.