waste heat

Chapter 59

The south of the city was shrouded in darkness.

The teacher stopped the students from watching, and the sirens of police cars and ambulances resounded throughout the campus, making people panic. The dense crowd of people in the corridor looked like crows huddled together, making it impossible to see the noise.

Downstairs, the girl in the red dress was watched by everyone, surrounded by doctors and school leaders. No one dared to touch her body in a pool of blood. After checking by the school doctor, it was confirmed that she was out of breath.

In a short period of time, the campus boiled up.

"It's scary!"

"What can't you think about!"

"It's disgusting, I won't watch it!"

Some people were trembling with fright, some people stood there in a daze, unable to take a step forward, Cheng Yan was surrounded by voices from all directions, good words and bad words were piled together, Cheng Yan couldn't hear what they were talking about, and the screams stung him. eardrum.

I don’t know which timid girl was frightened, her voice pierced the sky, the surroundings were in a mess, the teachers couldn’t stop Yoyo’s mouth, the school leaders gathered together, the voice of the ambulance was louder and louder, crying Where did the sound come from?Oh, it seems to be the girl's family, who came quickly and late.

"Damn it." Zhao Yibai, who was fearless and fearless, was also frightened by this scene. He didn't feel terrible when the people in the movie were divided into corpses by five horses, but when the living blood flowed under his nose, no one could be bold.

"Why can't you think about it so much?" Zhao Yibai turned his head back in fear, and saw a complicated face, Cheng Yan's eyes drooped, eyelashes concealed the uneasy color in his eyes, Zhao Yibai frowned.

"Are you okay?" Cheng Yan was brave enough not to be frightened by such a scene. Although the scene was bloody, standing far away, they didn't see it so clearly on the tall buildings, even if they were frightened Nor would it be Cheng Yan's mood.

Zhao Yibai felt that he seemed... flustered?

Cheng Yan didn't reply to his words for a long time, his steps were very stiff, he wanted to lift his feet and leave quickly, and hide in the classroom, but he couldn't take his eyes back, forcing him to look at the girl in the pool of blood.

She used to be the girl who stood vividly in front of him with double ponytails and a soft smile. She was the one who told him how much she liked Song Yu, the one who begged him to send him a love letter, and the one who had been secretly in love with Song Yu for two years. Persistent girl.

He still remembers the way she spoke, and the feeling of spring breeze, but now she is lying in a pool of blood and wearing a bright red dress, she looks so weird and scary.

"Don't look." Zhao Yibai grabbed his arm and carried Cheng Yan back to the classroom. Cheng Yan followed him mechanically, his limbs seemed to lose strength.

The discussions next to him didn't stop.

"It's too scary. Why is she wearing a red dress? Is she going to be a ghost? Or red embroidered shoes..."

"I heard the old man say that red represents resentment, and will turn into a ghost after death, which means that this girl died very wrongly!"

"Jumping off a building in a red dress, God, what kind of obsession does she have..."

"Stop talking! My skin is getting goosebumps..."

The red dress doesn't suit her, she should wear that blue and white school uniform, so why would such a clean girl go to death in such a gorgeous dress?

Obsession, Tan Tingting's obsession...

Cheng Yan clenched his hands into fists.

"I know her, isn't she just posting on the Internet?" Speaking of this, someone controlled his voice, "It means that Song Yu and Cheng Yan have an affair..."

"It's her? No way, doesn't Tan Tingting like Song Yu? How could she publicly slander Song Yu?"

"Maybe she didn't think it was a slander..."

"Isn't this public post saying that someone's sexual orientation is abnormal?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, I'll come to see you at night."

"Ah! Get lost! Zhang Teng die!!"

In a panic-stricken campus, there is no way to continue the class. A new class has begun, but the teacher has not come. The students know well that the sky was still bright and sunny, but suddenly it is cloudy.

The girl sitting at the window crossed her arms and said, "Damn! It's cloudy, it's a weird day, I'm afraid to help."

The students who looked at the window one after another: "It's really cloudy..."

The courageous boy said: "What are you afraid of? Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

The noisy noise made people's brain hurt, especially the girl just died, and some not-so-good voices were annoying, Zhao Yibai yelled from behind: "Can you shut up?"

Class three fell silent immediately.

Gao Ming from the next class came outside, stood at the window, and suddenly said to the third class: "Song Yu has entered the office."

In the silent classroom, Gao Ming's voice was very bright. He didn't know who he was notifying, but after hearing the news, everyone turned their heads and set their eyes on the emotional Cheng Yan.

The only person who knew and related to Song Yu.

Cheng Yan's mind was buzzing, he didn't sit stupidly for too long, he stood up abruptly, and left from his seat.

Sure enough, there was a reason for his panic. Cheng Yan asked Gao Ming which office he was in, and Gao Ming said that he was in the office on the third floor. Cheng Yan quickly ran to the door of the office on the third floor.

There were conversations inside, not only the teacher's, but also the policemen in uniform. Song Yu stood in front of them. After Cheng Yan broke in suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on him.

"Student," the teacher reminded with a frown, "it's class time now."

Cheng Yan didn't respond to the teacher, but just looked at Song Yu, Song Yu was looking back at him, his eyes were so cold.

"I'll go back right away." Cheng Yan said like a corpse, his eyes didn't leave Song Yu for a moment, and he didn't leave immediately after he finished speaking. He stood at the door and watched for a long time. He was also waiting for the answer. He wanted to know, the police Looking for Song Yu... why?

Cheng Yan waited for a long time, but if they didn't come out, he never left. The longer the wait, the more tormented he was. The plan couldn't keep up with the changes. That's probably what it meant. Yesterday they were still discussing where to go for weekend fun and where to go for a drive. Today they are facing a serious situation.

As time passed minute by minute, Cheng Yan's heartbeat became more and more intense, and his back was pressed against the wall, flustered for no reason for a whole morning.

Tan Tingting is dead, dead.

What did she say before?She met Song Yu in the psychological club?She has a mental illness, what about Song Yu?Was her death related to Song Yu?Why did the police want to talk to Song Yu?Why did the teachers keep him locked up in their offices?It's class time now, Song Yu has to go to class, he shouldn't appear in the office, and the police shouldn't be sitting in front of him...

Cheng Yan who was waiting to be tortured couldn't calm down, he planned to ignore it, he had to go in, he had to look at Song Yu to feel at ease, but as soon as he turned around, he ran into Song Yu's arms.

Song Yu's chest hurt his nose so much, when he looked up and saw Song Yu's face, Cheng Yan covered his nose and hurried forward: "Song Yu..."

Song Yu looked down at him.

As if he didn't know he was still here.

"Why are you still here?"

His eyes were cold and devoid of emotion, as if the person who spoke to him yesterday was not him, Cheng Yan fell into an ice cellar.

"Wait for you," Cheng Yan stood in front of Song Yu, carefully looking at those cold eyes, "What's wrong? Why are they looking for you?"

Song Yu let out a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, I'm tired, I'll go back first."

Cheng Yan grabbed Song Yu's forearm, Song Yu turned his head, Cheng Yan could no longer look into his eyes, he was ruthless, as if looking at a stranger's pupils made him afraid, Cheng Yan lowered his eyes and landed on Song Yu's eyes. On Yu's nose, the voice was as gentle as possible: "You tell me."

Don't hide it from him, Cheng Yan doesn't want to be hidden from him, tell him that this matter has nothing to do with Song Yu.

He never crossed the line to force Song Yu to say things he didn't want to say. Everyone has secrets. Cheng Yan is not a curious baby, but at the moment he cares about it. His anxiety is caused by Song Yu. Ignore the unease as if nothing happened.

Song Yu stopped in his tracks, the veins on his tightly clenched arms bulged, his hands were hidden in his coat pockets, tightly clenched into fists, he turned his head, and said unhappily to Cheng Yan: "Is there anything wrong with me? Need to tell you?"

Cheng Yan's fingertips loosened. This is a different emotion than before. This is an indifference that has never been seen before. It seems that he has encountered some minefield of his. Cheng Yan said in a daze: "No..."

Song Yu was still indifferent: "Then what are you obsessed with? Why do you want to know about this? What do you want to hear?"

Cheng Yan took a step back, looked at him blankly, and said weakly, "I just... want to know the truth."

"What truth? Huh?" Song Yu asked back: "I killed Tan Tingting? Is Tan Tingting's death because of me? It's all my fault? Whether she dies is her own choice, what does it have to do with me?"

What did he hear in it?Why is it suddenly so extreme?Cheng Yan looked at him ignorantly.

Song Yu is cold, but not heartless, but today he said such indifferent words, Cheng Yan was dumbfounded by the question.

"I didn't say you were related..."

"No?" Song Yu was aggressive, "Don't you want to know the truth? The truth is that she deserves to die. Do you still have any questions?"

If Cheng Yan didn't suspect that the two things were related at first, then now, he is about to shake this idea. Song Yu's eyes don't have any emotional warmth at all. He is a cold machine, and the one that has kissed him countless times Time's thin lips spat out sharp words, and each knife pierced the most fragile heart.

Cheng Yan's bewildered and aggrieved eyes made Song Yu regain his senses a little. He turned around, his voice still cold, "Go back to class."

He left, stepped on the steps, and left in front of Cheng Yan.

That day, Cheng Yan didn't ask anything.

That day was also the last time Cheng Yan saw Song Yu.

The matter of Tan Tingting has been fermented for several days, wandering in the south of the city, even some media are reporting it, someone put this matter on the Internet, the hot news on campus is the traffic code, everyone has experienced the campus era, everyone Consciously or unconsciously, they will pay attention to the school news.

It almost became an instinct.

For a week, Cheng Yan didn't see Song Yu. Team Han said that he had asked for leave, how long he was on leave, and when he would come back, he had no idea.

Cheng Yan knew that the problem that he ignored had fermented.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Tan Tingting's classmate." Cheng Yan was carrying a shoulder bag. Under the setting sun, he was standing at an unfamiliar doorway, and the shadow was pulled by the elder. Excuse me, but I need to know something from you, and I hope my aunt and uncle will forgive me."

The boy's shadow folded on the ground, Cheng Yan bent his waist for a long time, but he didn't straighten up, because he knew how disturbing and presumptuous this matter was.