Campus Series: Sakura Ghost School

All this is like a dream!No more fear, no more fear.

Xia Xiaoyu stared blankly at Zifeng disappearing at the end of the cherry blossom path until he was no longer in sight.

He felt a little emotional, a little sad, a little sad.

The breeze blows past the Buddha, bringing with it a faint melody of longing. In the campus, the cherry blossoms are still in full bloom.

So beautiful, so sunny!

On the roof of the dormitory building, Xia Xiaoyu sat alone on the stone steps, but her face was covered with sadness, and there was a trace of pain,

The blue sky was like an endless grassland, full of vitality, but Xia Xiaoyu was extremely sad. After struggling for a long time, she tremblingly opened the yellowed book.

It is a long diary.

When I met her, I clearly remember that it was the Wednesday of the first week of the second year of high school. It seemed to be a throbbing in my heart. Her smile and expression seemed to affect my soul, and I couldn't help trembling for her. .

Since then, I always look at her inadvertently, hide in the dark and observe her, and I have to admit that I love her.

But when I understood my status, I thought it was impossible for us. I was cowardly, and I didn’t even dare to express my heart to her. No, I also understand that I am not good enough for her.

I thought, it might be better if it goes on like this, just like this, I have been hiding in the corner and watching quietly.

She is a bit delicate, after all, she is like a noble and willful princess, but I still love her.

Sometimes when I see her chatting and laughing with handsome boys, I feel inexplicably sad. I know that it’s because of my love for her. I remind myself time and time again, but I still can’t control myself.

I once held an umbrella for her and went shopping with her once. At that time, she still called me capriciously, with a loud voice, but I was very happy in my heart.She said she likes to eat omelet rice, and I made it for her myself, but when I saw her, I still couldn't give it away.

In the dead of night, I always wonder if she will think of me inadvertently when another handsome man is holding an umbrella for her one day.

When a handsome boy took her hand to go shopping together, would she have thought that once upon a time, there was also a boy who silently accompanied her and walked through the long street together.

When she squats in the corner alone and feels helpless, will she think of the person who silently likes her, when she is watching the most beautiful sunrise, will she silently talk about where he is now?

At a certain place, at a certain moment, would she have thought that there used to be a person named Cao Bao who silently missed her at that moment.

In fact, I have imagined countless times that sitting on the top of the mountain with her, waiting from dawn to dawn, can accompany her to watch the most beautiful sunrise.

I think, at that time, I might be able to muster up the courage to say the most sincere words to her………………………………!

A drop of tear rolled down her cheek and dripped onto the yellowed notebook, Xia Xiaoyu stared blankly at each line of words, making herself feel sad.

Scenes of the past flashed into my heart, but in my mind, that honest and honest person emerged. He gave himself an umbrella for the first time, and then he hugged the book and ran into the rain foolishly, drenched all over, walking in a mess, She said for the first time that your bag is loose, and then in the night market, in front of everyone, she squatted down and tied her shoelaces carefully. ...

The breeze blew the messy blue hair around her ears, but Xia Xiaoyu felt extremely sad in her heart.

The photo she held in her hand was by the reeds of the river bridge. A bloody dead man was lying there quietly. His body seemed to be falling apart, but his right hand was tightly holding A pink playful panther.

When Xing Xing was crossing the road, he was hit by a car under the river bridge. What's even more ridiculous was that there was no one at that time, and the owner of the car fled the scene, and what Zifeng promised Cao Bao back then was to bury him. corpse.

I understand everything, Xia Xiaoyu understands, when Cao Bao came out at the bell tower back then, he was guiding him.

In the ghost enchantment, Xia Xiaoyu felt familiar with that black shadow, because he was Cao Bao.

When I come out at night, I always feel something staring at me in the dark, that's because Cao Bao has been helping her.

Tears seemed to be flooding, Xia Xiaoyu held the photo and didn't cry out, but it was the first time he shed tears for a boy...

The breeze blew past the Buddha, and on the roof, there was a lingering sadness, and the messy hair fluttered like a sad song alternately.Along with heartbreak, Xia Xiaoyu was confused.

When the sun was setting, Xia Xiaoyu left the school and walked to the cemetery on the mountain behind the school alone. The corners of her eyes were still rosy.

Her heart was in a mess, and she stood at the door in a daze, quietly looking at the long row of tombstones.

After a long pause, Xia Xiaoyu stepped out and walked towards the first tombstone.In the middle of the tombstone, there is a photo pasted there. It is a young woman, probably in her thirties, still smiling.

Xia Xiaoyu's heart trembled, and she took a long breath to keep her peace of mind.She walked forward again, and on the second tombstone, different words were also written. In the center was a photo of a 60-year-old old woman, with a wrinkled face and a very old age.

Seeing this, Xia Xiaoyu's heart was filled with bitterness and sadness.

Xia Xiaoyu continued to walk forward, and the atmosphere was breathless. On the third tombstone was a man, who looked to be in his fifties, with an indescribably stern face. Reveal dignified.

Looking at the photo on the tombstone, Xia Xiaoyu didn't feel too scared, on the contrary, she was even more bitter.

As she walked, looking at the different faces on the tombstone, Xia Xiaoyu's heart was as cold as ice.

On the No.90 nine graves, Xia Xiaoyu saw the lively and lovely girl pasted on it again.

But at this time, her heart was racing, a little flustered, a little scared, and her eyes squinted at the last tombstone.

The hundredth grave.

The footsteps seemed to have no strength, Xia Xiaoyu had been sluggish for a long time before she regained that weak strength, she stepped out and reached the front of the last grave.

It was still the same, but when Xia Xiaoyu saw the photo pasted in the middle of the tomb, she cried...

In the photo, a chubby boy with a simple and honest expression, with a silly smile, stared honestly at the front, and quietly looked at Xia Xiaoyu.

Still so honest, still that simple and honest smile, still that chubby look.

Still in the memory, the familiar outline.Xia Xiaoyu quietly looked at the silhouette drawn into her heart, and couldn't help trembling, making herself feel sad.Tears broke free from the eyelids and kept streaming down.

That is wood, a person who can tolerate everything about himself, even if he dies, he will protect himself!

When the bright red memory begins to disintegrate, the memory withers, and everything begins to collapse, we will eventually discover that we are actually an exiled person!

Is it true love, or silent blessing, standing alone in a dark corner, looking at the happiness of two people, and quietly feeling my own loneliness.

When everything turns into memories, then, is a person who even wants memories extravagant, isn't he the most pitiful person?

The wind can take away the ups and downs and everything in the world, but why can't it take away the sadness in my heart.

If time turns back, at a certain moment, at a certain place, should I start over again.

Everything ceased to exist, those moist and clear eyes that could penetrate the heart became confused and vulnerable, all I saw was that gray photo, that silly person, still smiling blankly .

One year, ten years, or maybe, just a short moment...

Xia Xiaoyu closed her eyes, quietly feeling the heart-piercing pain in her heart, as if she wanted to crush her heart, but even if it was ground into powder, it would not be able to condense a word of love.

She told herself, don't cry, don't cry, but when she opened her eyes, she realized that tears would still fall unconsciously.

In a certain moment, in an unknown place, she found that that stupid and silly person broke into her heart, and she could cry for him and laugh for him.

Xia Xiaoyu turned around, and left the cemetery with a dazed melancholy, leaving only the face on the grave that was still smiling foolishly.