[BL, MTL] The Whole City is My Old Attack

Chapter 72: The Campus Sixteen Years Ago

"Do you want to kill him?"

said a voice in the darkness.

"You want to kill him, right?"

In the darkness, a cold knife was handed into his hand -

Do, Lai, Mi, Fa...

A ray of rhythm floated from the darkness.

In the next scene, Xie Shiyu found himself sitting on the piano bench.

Chu Feng was sitting next to him, his slender fingers wandering among the black and white keys, playing.

Xie Shiyu stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Chu Feng's hand playing the piano, his slender fingers-

tick.

A drop of bright red splashed on the black and white keys, dazzlingly bright.

Xie Shiyu wanted to stop Chu Feng, but Chu Feng, who was playing the piano, had already noticed something strange, he turned his head sideways,

"Xie Shiyu...you!!"

Xie Shiyu lowered his head, and saw that his washed hands were covered with fresh blood again, crimson blood It was continuously flowing from between his fingers, dripping onto Chu Feng's clean piano.

"...No, I..." Thirteen-year-old Xie Shiyu hurriedly grabbed Chu Feng who was about to escape.

His blood-stained hand grabbed Chu Feng's shoulder, and a bloody handprint was immediately stained on the snow-white shirt.

"Let go of me-ah-"

the person in front of him yelled in fear: "You lunatic, murderer, devil!! Help-" "

Wait, Chu Feng, listen to me-"

Xie Shiyu wanted to catch him. He stopped him, but only rubbed more and more blood on his hands on his clean shirt. Chu Feng struggled desperately. The Chu Feng in front of him was shorter than him, and his strength was far inferior to him. No matter how hard he struggled, he escaped. not open.

-he looked terrified. Xie Shiyu thought.

He is no longer the partner he grew up with in his eyes, but like a devil.

He tightly grasped Chu Feng's hand and paused.

Chu Feng immediately escaped from his grasp, broke free from the darkness, and ran to a bright place.

"Help...Help!...I'm in Huayuan Community..."

Thirteen-year-old Xie Shiyu was standing there when he heard Chu Feng pick up the phone and dial 110 not far away.

"Chu Feng, Chu Feng! Listen to me...don't be afraid...that person is my dad, it's because he always...I..." "Don't come

here!!"

Chu Feng hugged the 110 phone in his hand , like a drowning man clinging to the last straw.

In the darkness, the thirteen-year-old Xiao Yu stood there in a daze.

He looked up at Chu Feng's home: the duplex two-story building, decent parents, a snow-white piano...

Chu Feng grew up excellently, happily and normally. What his hands experienced were the keys of the piano, test papers with full marks, countless A perfect certificate...

not a knife for killing and dismembering.

Standing together with Chu Feng, he was completely out of place, like people from two worlds.

He no longer remembers what he said when he dug the "treasure" with him back then:

[Let's grow up together]

Xie Shiyu looked at Chu Feng in front of him. Chu Feng, who used to be so close to him, now only thinks he is scary and wants the police to arrest him He, wanted to send him to prison quickly...

wanted to get rid of him forever.

Thirteen-year-old Xie Shiyu stood alone in the darkness, in the endless darkness, a voice said:

[Do you want to kill him? ]

,

"...Chu Feng...Chu Feng..."

"Student Xie Shiyu-!"

The chalk tip hit his head, and Xie Shiyu opened his eyes.

The windows are bright and clean, and the eight o'clock sunlight shines in from outside the classroom.

The sleeves of the school uniform draped over her body were drooping at the corner of the table, dangling. The dark green blackboard was filled with vaguely understood formulas. The junior high school mathematics teacher stood on the podium, pushed his glasses, and the reflection was dazzling: "Xie

Shiyu, you don't need to listen to class, just mutter something below!" The

surrounding students Immediately burst into laughter.

Whose name was Xie Shiyu calling? The teacher might not be able to hear it clearly on the podium, but they could hear it clearly. The boy at the front desk turned around and teased in a low voice:

"The relationship is so good, you read it in your dreams?"

Xie Shiyu ignored it, and he Quietly turning his head to look at his side, Chu Feng was sitting on his right hand, looking down at the formulas in the math book, looking serious like a good boy studying hard.

-except for a little redness at the tips of the ears.

"...Release."

Chu Feng said in a low voice.

Xie Shiyu lowered his head and found that his hand was tightly holding onto Chu Feng's.

"Tut tsk tsk." The boy at the back table joked, "I'm going to report to the teacher that you secretly held hands in class."

Xie Shiyu rolled his eyes at him, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You go."

He knew that the students were all joking , and don't really feel that he has anything to do with Chu Feng. Chu Feng probably didn't mean that to him either. If he took these jokes too seriously, it might make Chu Feng feel very strange...

On the other hand,

the thirteen-year-old Chu Feng could not wait to get into a math book and turn it into an inconspicuous little symbol. He controlled his gaze, not to look at Xie Shiyu, and tried his best to only read the math textbooks, pretending to be a decent student.

Only he knew that Xie Shiyu was not bad for holding hands, he was the one who held hands first.

At that time, the teacher was talking about solving equations and combining similar terms. Chu Feng felt a little boring listening to the knowledge points that he had heard hundreds of times in cram schools.

"...Chu Feng..."

Someone seemed to be calling his name by his ear, in a small but hasty voice.

Chu Feng turned his head and found that his deskmate Xie Shiyu was lying on the table, motionless, chanting his name.

--This guy...

Chu Feng felt that his cheeks were a little hot. It was fine for this person to sleep in class. Why did he keep saying his name while talking in his sleep?

Xie Shiyu was sleeping on his stomach, his relaxed arms drooping from the desk, hanging beside the drawer, which was a blind spot that the teacher couldn't see.

Out of some indescribable curiosity, Chu Feng held the textbook in one hand and concentrated on it. He secretly stretched out the other hand and touched Xie Shiyu's sleeping fingers.

call out.

Xie Shiyu caught him almost immediately.

Chu Feng was startled, thinking that he was discovered on the spot, he looked out of the corner of his eye, but Xie Shiyu was still sleeping on his stomach, and just grabbed him unconsciously.

--Like a baby's hand-holding reaction, it's a little cute. Chu Feng smiled inwardly. He secretly touched Xie Shiyu's palm, and he was grasped even tighter.

The math teacher was chattering on the stage.

Chu Feng, who took the initiative to be grabbed by his little hand, stared at the textbook as if nothing had happened, like a good boy who listens to the class most seriously.

"Xie Shiyu, come on, get up, and

answer this question."

Xie Shiyu, who just woke up, just figured out the situation.

He scratched his hair, and the end of the chalk that the teacher smashed on him fell on the side of the table. He was about to stand up...

but he found that he hadn't let go of Chu Feng's hand.

"...Quickly, let go." Chu Feng reminded him again in a low voice.

"Oh."

Xie Shiyu didn't doubt that he was there. He only thought that he was affected by the nightmare, so he clung to Chu Feng tightly, affecting Chu Feng's study in class.

Everything in the dream jumped into his mind, and Xie Shiyu seemed to have thought of something. He didn't go to catch Chu Feng like in the dream, grabbing his clean shirt full of blood, but immediately let go of Chu Feng, even with all his strength. It was a little big, and directly shook off Chu Feng's hand.

Hey -

Xie Shiyu pulled the table and chairs away, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

Chu Feng who was thrown away was stunned for a moment.

He immediately lowered his head and let the textbook cover his expression, Xie Shiyu didn't notice anything strange about him.

"How much is this question?"

On the podium, the math teacher asked Xie Shiyu mercilessly.

Xie Shiyu didn't care either, he tilted his head and glanced at the formula, he didn't understand the bullshit, he couldn't understand it, and was about to answer the teacher loudly: I don't know--

Suddenly, there was a warm touch in the palm of his hand under the table.

Xie Shiyu was taken aback.

He felt Chu Feng reaching out to hold him, and secretly wrote the answer in his palm:

√2

After finishing writing, Chu Feng shook off Xie Shiyu's hand heavily as if taking revenge, and then continued to read the math textbook as if nothing had happened, as if he was studying .

Xie Shiyu laughed inwardly, and answered the teacher loudly:

"root number two."

The math teacher pushed his glasses, and was about to scold Xie Shiyu for his nonsense answer, and then kick him out to stand for punishment...

The words came to his throat, Suddenly, he realized:

root number 2, isn't this the correct answer?

He looked down at the answer page, this question: √2.

Exactly.

The math teacher swallowed a mouthful of saliva, swallowed the grunt again, and said angrily,

"...sit down."

This question is quite difficult, and it is impossible for Xie Shiyu to solve it. The root number is 2, and the answer is even worse. Might be right.

The math teacher turned his gaze to Chu Feng's head.

Chu Feng is a good student, and he is a model that the teachers use as a reference for other students. It is not easy for the teacher to name and criticize the example he set in class. Moreover, he really did not see how Chu Feng reminded Xie Shiyu.

The math teacher cleared his throat, and said quietly:

"It's fine for some students not to listen to sleep in class, don't influence others. Don't let other students be influenced by him. Come on, let's look at the next question..."

This sentence seemed to be Scolding Xie Shiyu was actually insinuating against Chu Feng.

Chu Feng stared at the textbook with no other distractions, pretending he couldn't hear it.

,

jingle, jingle - class is over.

"Angry?"

Xie Shiyu rushed over and hugged Chu Feng like a good buddy.

"No."

Chu Feng did not let Xie Shiyu let go of him, but just being hugged like this, he put away the math textbook calmly, and took out the dictation book for the next English class: "Why are you sleeping?

" My name?"

Xie Shiyu: "Uh. I dreamed that you failed the exam and were crying in the classroom. I was trying to comfort you."

Chu Feng, who was third in the age group: "..."

The boy at the front desk turned around Asked cheaply: "Then how did you comfort him?"

Xie Shiyu smiled: "Guess?"

Chu Feng, who was looking at the English words, was really curious:

"So, how did you comfort me?"

"Well... just like this." Xie Shiyu turned sideways and hugged Chu Feng in his arms, like coaxing a baby He patted Chu Feng's back lightly like that:

"Okay, be good, be good, don't cry, try harder next time." The

surrounding students felt chilly and laughed wildly.

"Let go, let go, me."

The baby Chu Feng, who was regarded as a failed exam, let out a dissatisfied voice in Xie Shiyu's arms.

"Oh."

Xie Shiyu let go of his hand, and Chu Feng sat down again, using the break time to consolidate the English words he had memorized last night.

Xie Shiyu didn't go anywhere, just sat on the spot, resting his chin and watching Chu Feng reciting words in the sun.

Surrounded by the sound of classmates laughing and playing.

The campus life in the first grade of junior high school is bright and moving. Xie Shiyu sat on the seat, gently opened his hands, and light shone through his fingers.

His palms are white, like all boys in junior high school, holding a pen, writing endless homework, and jumping on the playground with a badly played basketball after school.

--These hands were as clean as if he hadn't held a knife, and the body was quartered for thirty-seven dollars. "At six o'clock this morning, Mr. Liu found an unknown corpse in the suburbs of our city. At present, the police are investigating..."

The bright campus is bathed in morning light, with a pair of clean hands on the English dictation book, Xie Shiyu is spelling out Memorized words. At the same time, the morning news outside the campus is urgently reporting a criminal case...