"Killing is..."
"That's the literal meaning. Before the incident started, it was specifically suppressed by their school."
"What about the murderer? In jail?"
"I don't know about that. But if you're under 18 years old, you should be given a lighter punishment. Go to court again, and say that you didn't do it on purpose..."
Yi Siwei interrupted him: "Lan Yiruo is probably very sad."
"Surely, she and Wu junior high school had a puppy love, and she was arrested by the teaching director." The classmate smiled and dragged the topic away, "During elementary school, her mother brought meals to school, do you remember? The sports meeting at that timeIt's in the old campus..."
Even if one can empathize with death, it is only to a limited extent.After all, everyone is still alive.Only the living can hear about the death of others, and those who have never experienced death can seldom feel it in their shoes.
There is lunch at noon, although he has just taken that kind of course, his appetite is average.But there are other classes to attend in the afternoon, and the drop in blood sugar is asking for trouble.
Yi Siwei listened for a while, glanced at his watch, interrupted the other party and said, "Let's talk about it later, I'm going to eat."
He walked out of the anatomy building, Tang Qile came out from nowhere.After taking that class, everyone has a strange smell, and no one can dislike anyone, and their noses are numb.
This semester, Yi Siwei moved out to live, and his contacts with schoolmates decreased a lot.Tang Qile and him are friends, but it doesn't prevent him from thinking that Yi Siwei has many problems.Tang Qile doesn't like these faults, such as his enthusiasm.Yi Siwei often gets along with people one after another.If you don't maintain a relationship with him, no matter how close you were before, once you separate, he will gradually cool down.There is no such thing as a long time no see, and the relationship can remain the same.
Therefore, during this period of time, Tang Qile complained about him on the one hand, but on the other hand, he had nothing to do with him, so he could only take the initiative to find him frequently.
But Yi Siwei has a girlfriend.
In the past, the only thing that hindered him from playing was his studies, but now that he has a monitor, Yi Siwei is even more helpless.
In today's class, Tang Qile and Mo Wuli are in the same group.He only had to read the textbooks, and watched Yi Siwei swaying over, whispering to Mo Wuli secretly.
After class, they walked on the road together.
Tang Qile said: "Are you really with the monitor?"
Yi Siwei said, "Yes."
"Who confessed first?"
"me."
"Wow, like something you would do. Are you flirting hard?"
"……tried."
"Don't overdo it, you won't be able to shake it off in the future." Tang Qile said pertinently, "Some girls are very obsessed and scary. Don't always think that girls are 'just like that'."
"Who? The monitor?"
"Um."
"Can't even shake it off? Can't imagine it." He couldn't help laughing.
Tang Qile also laughed: "You know again?"
If you have to say it, of course it is impossible to equate a love with a lifetime.Who can make up his mind to get married after being a boyfriend and girlfriend?To be honest, he doesn't trust people's feelings that much.
The earth is so big, how can there be people who really cannot be separated?
Yi Siwei said without hesitation: "I want to break up, how could she put a knife on her neck and threaten me?"
Tang Qile suddenly fell silent, his limbs were stiff, and his expression was dull, as if he had bumped into a ghost-faced killer and was being asked to "speak eggplant".Yi Siwei felt a shudder down his spine, and when he turned around, he found that Mo Wuli was not far away.
Breaking through this scene, her expression remained motionless, and she didn't interrupt.The way Mouli stood was relaxed and moody.
For a moment, Tang Qile and Yi Siwei were very embarrassed.
Yi Siwei's expression changed rapidly, and Mo Wuli stared at him.Involuntarily, he avoided his master's sight like a dog, but soon made a sound, ready to explain: "That..."
Mo Wuli interrupted him on purpose, and stopped looking at him, and asked Tang Qile directly: "You didn't hand in the form before, and the counselor wants me to urge you—"
On the way to the cafeteria afterwards, Mo Wuli kept talking to Tang Qile, regardless of whether those words made sense or not.Tang Qile was under a lot of pressure, but he could only answer one by one.Yi Siwei was in a situation where he wanted to speak, but couldn't get in.
He was left hanging all the way, but when he entered the cafeteria, Mouli still looked at him: "What do you eat?"
Yi Siwei said, "I thought you would never talk to me again."
Mouli found it funny.If his reaction was uninteresting, she wouldn't tease him.If he doesn't believe in the eternity of the human heart, then she doesn't believe that truth, goodness and beauty exist at all.The so-called love is just the flash of life, impulsive, self-moving and deliberately given meaning-99% of the time, Mouli thinks so.
"It's my fault, I'm sorry." He said
What's wrong with that?Mouli thought.She didn't need his apology.Even if Yi Siwei is worse, she won't get hurt, she just feels that her predictions have not come true.
She asked, "What to eat?"
He eats with Mouli.Even if Mouli only ate very little food, Yi Siwei would not say anything, but only asked her if she wanted to go to the convenience store together later.
She seemed to mention casually: "Who called you just now?"
He replied: "Primary school classmates, those who came to my house last time."
It was quite noisy in the cafeteria.
He said: "Do you know Wu Yaofan or Wu Yuefan? He also cultivates talents."
"I've never heard of it," Mouli thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Does he have a girlfriend? It's called Lan Yiruo."
"Yes."
"Then I know." She lowered her head, but raised her eyes to observe him, "I'm in the same class as Ran Yiruo. She seems to have repeated the exam, do you know why?"
"Repeated?" Yi Siwei's face was really dazed, obviously, it was the first time he had heard, "Lan Yiruo and I were classmates in primary school."
"What a coincidence! But Ran Yiruo and I are not very familiar. We are people from two worlds."
It's a familiar description, Yi Siwei seems to have heard it somewhere.But it doesn't matter.He also just mentioned it a little bit, and didn't intend to go deeper: "I remember she was quite outgoing. What kind of person were you in high school?"
Mouli had already finished eating, and answered slowly: "It's just an ordinary high school student who reads dead books every day, is rustic, and doesn't enjoy his youth much.
"If Lan Yi is the kind of person who can put on makeup and go to school, fall in love, participate in singing competitions, and change her school uniform beautifully. She is quite outgoing and popular. A person like me will definitely not be in her social circle."
He suddenly asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Um?"
Yi Siwei stood up with no expression on his face, and took the bag for her, so that she could get up directly with the plate in hand, without having to turn around to pick up things again.He said lightly: "...what is 'this kind of person'."
She looked at his profile, her heart was like a stone wheel, rolling silently in her chest, making the sound of grinding the ground.
Leaving the cafeteria, they found an empty classroom.Even if the lunch break is short, it is a time for learning.Yi Siwei took out the notes he borrowed from her before: "Thank you, I will return them to you. Very useful."
"Yeah." Mouli took it back, and only turned a few pages when she suddenly found something unusual.
She is used to using loose-leaf pages, but if she has to take them out to write and draw, and memorize them alone, it will inevitably make a mess.She originally wanted to tidy up on the weekend, but the notebook in her hand was quite different from before.
Yi Siwei borrowed it and sorted out his notes.According to him, "it happens to be a review when I'm free," so he sorted through all her loose-leaf notebooks and filled in some missing content.When filling in the leaks, Yi Siwei will write them all down instead of just memorizing the knowledge points.
My own notes mixed with another person's handwriting, full and full, become more useful.Mouli paused for a few seconds, then abruptly changed the subject: "If I didn't want to break up, I wouldn't put a knife on my neck."
He froze for a moment before reacting.This corresponds to the harsh words he said earlier.
She looked at him, smiling like pitch black water, quietly gathered in the lower place: "I will put a knife on your neck."
The two looked at each other, and no one spoke for a long while.There was another sound, and it was Yi Siwei who spoke first.He asked dryly: "Where is the injury so that you can't speak? Is it the superior laryngeal nerve or the recurrent laryngeal nerve?"
How can you aim there?
Mouli went around behind him, and put his shoulder gently: "Is it the carotid artery?"
There is no such thing as making people dumb.
Both of them laughed.Some people are telling the truth, some people think it is a joke.
In the physiology experiment class in the afternoon, Mouli cut open the neck of the rabbit used for the experiment neatly.
Hemostasis, intubation, and you're done.
Yi Siwei and Tian Yi were in the same group, and everyone started. He didn't even have anesthesia, and he was still restless.Tian Yi couldn't help cursing: "Brother, I really admire you. You punch hard against the general teacher, but you shrink back against the animals, right? Are you a member of the Small Animal Protection Association and an exterminationist?"
It's always a lot of fun taking a class like this for the first time.
When you become proficient, some things will become numb.
On the weekend, Mouli temporarily changed the plan, and Yi Si defaulted on her to go out to play.
The shopping mall at night is bustling, except that they are all human beings, college students in medical school, who need to eat and study, the two of them still have one thing in common.
Mouli likes jewelry, and Yi Siwei also likes jewelry.
In the jewelry store, which some people think is overpriced and exaggerated, the young couple walked seriously, looking at one group after another.
Mouli supported the elbow of the other hand with one hand: "Gold and silver, which one do you like?"
Yi Siwei also unknowingly made the same action: "I used to like silver, but now I think gold is pretty good too."
"Yes. Silver looks better with clothes. However, with simple, dark colors, gold is very overwhelming."
"I think so too. Earrings too—"
The two were just talking.The clerk passed by and wanted to recommend products, but after hesitating for a long time, he took a step back.It wasn't until they went shopping separately that the clerk came up to chat one after another.
A female customer with a female friend came over and asked Yi Siwei: "Excuse me. I want to buy a gift for a male friend, can I ask you to try it?"
The ring he was trying on happened to be the one he liked, so Yi Siwei didn't speak, but nodded quietly, and took it to wear.In just ten seconds, took a picture of them and took it off.
When he took it off and returned it, the other party touched his arm.He retreated suddenly and bumped into the publicity stand.The standing sign fell down without damaging the product, but it still attracted a lot of attention.
Mouli leaned out from the other end, quietly observing Yi Siwei's reaction.He looked a little embarrassed, and apologized to the clerk, but instead exchanged the privilege of his skin for comfort.
Nothing new.She turned around and continued to look at the earrings.
Yi Siwei got into trouble, although no one blamed him at all, but he still floated over to look for Mouli like a ghost.
The aisle between the shelves was not spacious, and he insisted on standing behind her.Mouli said, "What's wrong?"
Yi Siwei said, "Scared me. I don't like people touching me suddenly."
This behavior is very similar to that of wild animals.
Mouli satirized him unconsciously: "Really? Who was in the nightclub before, and people jumped on me at random?"
She didn't realize it until after she finished speaking. Isn't this a bit like putting on a girlfriend's air?
But some men like it too.They like to look like a treasure, guarded by women and not allowed to be violated by others.
Unfortunately, Yi Siwei didn't notice it at all. He lowered his head for no reason, and his voice sounded a little aggrieved: "...I can't help but look at the situation and get angry."
In the past, he had met a gay who directly lifted his clothes and touched his abs, but the other party was a friend of a friend, so he couldn't say anything, so he had to bypass that store, and since then, he lost a good place to go.Someone was drunk, and he helped to get into the car.Just once, just once, and then everyone should hug and spin around.So what can he do?Did you not go anywhere?It's not that he can't refuse, it doesn't matter.
But today is different.It's different when you have a girlfriend.
Mouli knew nothing of his mental activities.
She was picking out rings and asked him, "I like both, would it be better to wear two?"
He said, "Look."
Yi Siwei took the fitting money, turned it in his hand, looked at it, and then went to shake her hand.
Mouli originally only wanted him to see it, but she didn't expect him to do it.He grabbed her hand, pulled her closer suddenly, lowered his body, and looked at her closely for a while.
She looked at him: "what's the matter? Is it suitable for wearing?"
"It's so beautiful," he looked up to meet her scrutiny, "Hand."
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