Outside the window is the harsh sunlight intertwined with the brilliant reflections of other buildings. The day was beautiful, but Xu Fang's heart was covered with a dark cloud.
He left the blue sky apartment and walked aimlessly on the street.
His heart was empty.
He went through his pockets and found his ID card. Looking at the string of numbers on it, Xu Fang was in a trance.
He took out his cell phone and looked up his identity on the Internet -
A very ordinary identity, without the slightest highlight, the world is not short of such people. Because it is too common, even if it disappears, no one will notice it.
Xu Fang logged on the school website to check his school registration and account. However, this is the end of the information about his identity. It was obvious that she did not have any relatives, but there was no relevant department to manage this matter - as if it was deliberately set up like this.
Xu Fang had no parents, but when he recalled once, he automatically substituted his own imagination. Perhaps his thoughts and actions were completely under the control of the demon game designer, or his creator.
(Maybe now my thoughts are also presented by that author, without the slightest privacy.)
Xu Fang would rather be an orphan, at least his once was complete. He had a life where he could make his own decisions.
Losing.
He was naive enough to try to deal with that game designer, which is really ridiculous now that I think about it. That man could have ended his life in an instant, and now the creator was watching from somewhere, probably wanting to keep Xu Fang alive for a while to please himself or his readers?
He could not even think of resentment, but only deep powerlessness.
It's a pity that he can't go to Horror Novel Web now, otherwise Xu Fang would really like to see what the name of the novel with him as the main character is.
Walking numbly to a supermarket, Xu Fang bought several large bottles of liquor and two cigarettes. Pick the most expensive to buy. What is expensive, he will buy what - anyway, the money is not his, it is the author set.
When the bill was settled, the total was 2780 yuan, and Xu Fang transferred 3,000 yuan to the boss and said loudly, "Keep the change!"
The supermarket owner is a good man, seeing Xu Fang like this, he didn't charge more, but finally put 220 yuan change into Xu Fang's hand.
After leaving the supermarket, Xu Fang carried the bag with cigarettes and alcohol and walked slowly to the bridge of falling leaves.
The Falling Leaves Bridge is a bridge over the river near the transportation University in K. Under the bridge is a deep river. Once the city of K is heavily polluted, the river water is black, the last two years to see some transparent feeling.
Ignoring the pedestrians on the bridge who looked at him strangely, Xu Fang put down his wine and sat on his butt next to the railing, staring dully at the bustling city.
Everyone has their own work, their own goals. They are not living numbly, because they know exactly what they want to do. Xu Fang, on the other hand, is just a bug that is confused. He thinks that life is just like this, but in the end, he finds that he is just an empty shell.
Open a pack of Huangheluo 1916, light a cigarette, and take a puff.
I was ready to choke, but I didn't feel very spicy. Perhaps the smoke is less strong, or perhaps he was set up that way. Anyway, the first time I smoked, there was not much resistance.
Xu Fang looked into the distance and smoked one cigarette after another.
The sun is moving slowly, unconsciously, has fallen to the west, Xu Fang's feet, also dense accumulation of a pile of cigarette butts. Xu Fang threw the unsmoked cigarettes into the river, along with another pack of unopened cigarettes.
The wind brought up the breath of the water under the bridge.
The arms are a little itchy.
Xu Fang rolled up his sleeve and looked at his arm. A few ping-pong ball sized pouches were raised on his arm, and it looked like they were going to continue to grow.
Xu Fang smiled bitterly, knowing that the tumor had already begun to appear, and that in another thirty hours or so it would rupture and the worms inside would come out and devour his flesh and blood.
-- But what of it?
Twisting open a bottle of liquor, Xu Fang tilted his head and poured it down. 60-degree Baijiu cut through his throat like a razor blade, burning his stomach. The painful and unpleasant sensation eroded his nerves.
Drinking like this was tantamount to self-harm, but he just wanted to get drunk.
The phone rang abruptly.
Xu Fang took out his phone and saw that it was Luo Xiaoming. He raised his eyebrows and refused to answer. Just a few seconds after refusing, the phone called again. Xu Fang sighed and picked up the phone impatiently.
"Say, what's up?
"Xu Fang ...... Why are you so mean? Did I provoke you?" Luo Xiaoming's voice was dripping with aggression.
"It has nothing to do with you."
"You ...... you've been drinking?!" Xiaoming keenly heard something.
"...... nothing happened I left."
"When will you be back at night? It's almost dark ......"
"I'm not coming back." Xu Fang was silent for a while and said, "If you don't want to be alone, just find a place with more people."
"You're always strange lately eh!" Luo Xiaoming on the other side of the phone could no longer hold back the worry and curiosity in his heart, "You don't talk to me, you don't go to class, and now you're out drinking ...... tell me Xu Fang, what's wrong with you!"
Xu Fang's tone was choked and he didn't know how to respond. He is now in the abyss of doom, no one can help him, even if he escaped this disaster, there are more strange events waiting for him. What's the use of telling others?
He shook his head in self-loathing.
"Xu Fang, are you listening? Tell me where you are. I'm coming to get you now!"
"No need." Xu Fang smiled back, "I'm sorry for making you worry about Xiaoming, and ......."
Said, and did not wait for Xiaoming reply, Xu Fang will hang up the phone, the phone from the bridge thrown down hard. The phone crossed an arc in the air and fell into the water, splashing a small splash.
......
Xu Fang continued to drink, bottle after bottle, until he became unconscious.
It was completely dark. There are not many people here during the day, and there is no one here at night. The side of the Falling Leaves Bridge is lit up with dim lights, which at least illuminate the bridge.
As for the river under the bridge is not in the light range, from the bridge down to a dark, deep.
A wave of nausea hit him, and Xu Fang slumped to the ground, vomiting, almost throwing up the acid in his stomach.
"Hoo ...... almost ready."
Xu Fang stood up shakily, wiped his mouth, and then kicked the scattered bottles of wine, kicking them one by one under the bridge. The wind blew across his cheeks, making Xu Fang a little more conscious.
He had to hurry, and when he sobered up, he would become a coward again, right?
Suicide, this is the second time Xu Fang has had this thought.
The first time he tried to kill himself was in the demon game, when he was confused by his fantasy. This time, Xu Fang came up with the idea on his own, and decided to do it after careful consideration.
There was no point in living anymore.
He has no family, no free personality, no independent life. He has nothing, but a false memory. Such a person has no reason to live except to please the creator.
Instead of waiting for the "worm mail" that is worse than death, he should die before the curse comes.
With great effort, he got up and slowly walked to the railing, intending to climb over it.
"Xu Fang...!"
A familiar and pleasant voice sounded behind him, a voice filled with fear and anxiety.
Xu Fang turned back in surprise, and by the dim streetlight, he could see it was a short-haired girl named Petite - she was running fast and waving her hand anxiously.
Luo Xiaoming? How did she find her way here?
The appearance of Xiaoming now would only hinder him. Xu Fang let out a deep breath, grabbed the railing and continued to climb over, but the drunkenness made him slow and unsuccessful for half a day.
Soon, Xu Fang's waist was pressed by a soft body, and a pair of small hands encircled him from behind, desperately pulling him towards the direction away from the railing. Unlike Xu Fang, who smelled of alcohol, the girl's body carried a nice fragrance that made people want to fall deep into it.
"Luo Xiaoming, let go."
"I won't let go!" Xiaoming stubbornly did not let go.
Xu Fang squeezed the girl's wrist and broke it away little by little. After all, Luo Xiaoming was a girl, her strength was far less than Xu Fang's. She was easily broken free by Xu Fang.
"Go away, don't appear in front of me." Looking at Xiaoming's pretty face, Xu Fang said coldly and stiffly.
Luo Xiaoming looked at Xu Fang dumbly, her heart sank and her pretty eyes gradually flooded with tears. She covered her eyes with her hands and sobbed out.
Luo Xiaoming had been worried for the past few days, as she had sensed that something was wrong with Xu Fang. From the other end of the phone, Xiaoming heard the faint sound of water, and Luo Xiaoming suddenly had a terrible suspicion. She rushed to the nearest river near K University and surprisingly, she really saw Xu Fang trying to commit suicide by jumping off the bridge.
Since she was a child, she had lived in loneliness, without any friends, without anyone who would accompany her. Everyone looked at her with a colored eye.
Only Xu Fang, who put her in the position of a friend, got along with her.
Why does he want to suicide? Why ......
"Don't die ......Xu Fang, don't die ...... "Luo Xiaoming grabbed Xu Fang's arm and didn't let go.
Xu Fang don't look at Xiaoming, "...... What does it matter to you if I die or live?"
"You are my only friend ah!!!" Luo Xiaoming wiped a handful of tears and called out, "Do you have any difficulties? Why don't you discuss with me? I ...... my family has some money and ......"
"This is not a problem that money can solve." Xu Fang shook his head, he looked at the girl's pearly face, "Besides, I'm not worth saving."
Suddenly, he shook off Xiaoming's hand.
"Luo Xiaoming, I'll be straight with you." Xu Fang's expression was a little scary, "Didn't you never know the reason why you became a woman? Now I'm telling you, it's all thanks to me! I turned you into this, and, you will never change back!"
Looking at Xiaoming's shocked expression, Xu Fang laughed loudly, "How about it? Are you surprised to see my true face? I'm such a terrible person! Hahahahaha!"
Taking advantage of Xiaoming's lack of reaction, Xu Fang ran towards the railing and used all his strength to flip over it.
The body lost its weight.
The wind slapped his face sharply, and the weightlessness made Xu Fang completely sober up.
Let's end it.
-- "Xu Fang!!!"
(Hate me, but never leave me alone.)
With a thud, Xu Fang fell into the water, and the water drilled into his windpipe and choked. Once he opened his mouth, more water poured into his stomach. The lack of oxygen made the body instinctively began to struggle, and the consciousness then gradually blurred.
