Chapter 465 It was just normal at that time
Chapter 465 It was just normal at that time
"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed is busy now, please redial later..."
This was the ninth time Huang Baihan had called Xu Yue since he saw the photo of her committing suicide by cutting her wrists.
However, without exception, they all failed.
The phone was not turned off and there was no outstanding payment, but it was deliberately hung up over and over again.
In fact, the meaning conveyed here is very clear - I am sad, I am very sad, but I don’t want to talk to you.
If you think about it more deeply, this is pretty fucking pretentious. If you really don't want to answer the call, why not just block it?
The underlying logic of this behavior is "It's not that I don't want you to care about me, but I'm very angry now. You have to find a way to coax me into a good mood before you are qualified to care about me."
On the other side, at the emergency center of Tianhe District Hospital, whenever Xu Yue saw Huang Baihan's incoming call on his mobile phone screen, he would immediately hang up.
Every time she hung up, her smile became brighter, as if all the grievances she had suffered that night were vented out through these repeated rejections.
"Look, Chen Yidan, instead of answering the phone, he sent me a message."
Xu Yue took the phone to her best friend Chen Yidan, shook her head and showed off, and read: "Senior Xu, please don't do anything stupid. I said a little too much tonight. Please don't take it to heart. Where are you now? Please don't hurt yourself..."
"If you really care about me."
Xu Yue said with a mocking look on his face: "Transfer 5 yuan to my card first, and then I will consider answering the call."
"what……"
Chen Yidan smiled and said nothing.
Looking at Xu Yue who was extremely proud of her plan, even a scumbag like Chen Yidan felt that it was a bit too much to play tricks on an honest man like this.
Seeing Xu Yue's phone still buzzing with messages, Chen Yidan thought for a moment and suggested, "Yueyue, are you really not going to answer any calls? How about... just reply to the message."
"No return!"
Xu Yue refused decisively: "If I reply to the message, I will give him face. If you want to control a man, you have to make him feel deeply anxious and panic. It's too early to reply now. I will leave him alone for the whole day and meet him tomorrow night."
"Isn't that a mistake?"
Chen Yidan pointed to her wrist which had no wounds.
"That's nothing. Just buy some thick gauze to wrap it up. Just say I lost too much blood and had to stay in the hospital for a day."
Xu Yue wiped off the ketchup and threw it into the hospital trash can. "Then I gently said that none of this was his business. This was my own punishment for saying the wrong thing at the police station last year. At that time, he was worried and touched. He didn't believe he could escape from my palm!"
"really."
Chen Yidan nodded silently. If she was not the planner, but was kept in the dark like Huang Baihan, her fate would probably be similar.
The kinder a person is, the more easily he or she will be moved by the life and death of others.
"What do we do now? Go back?"
Chen Yidan asked.
Xu Yue looked at the time and said, "It's already this late. If I go back, I'll be scolded by the dormitory manager. I might as well go get some midnight snack."
Seeing that Xu Yue was still in the mood to eat midnight snack at this time, Chen Yidan didn't know what to say.
But she did not refuse. She would ask Xu Yue to help her give false testimony when she was checked in the future. There was no need to offend her because of an irrelevant person like Huang Baihan.
……
While Xu Yue and Chen Yidan were happily barbecuing, Huang Baihan's fingers became stiff from excessive use of force in making phone calls and sending messages, and his phone also turned off due to lack of battery.
But Xu Yue didn't answer the call, and Huang Baihan became more and more worried.
People are complex, multifaceted, and three-dimensional, unless they are reborn people like Chen Zhuo who had a successful career in the previous life.
Under normal circumstances, a boy of Huang Baihan’s age would probably be so panicked that he couldn’t eat if his girlfriend’s period was delayed for a week after they checked into a hotel room.
What’s more, I heard that a living person suddenly committed suicide by cutting his wrists.
This kind of worry is not because of "love or like", but contains various negative emotions such as worry, fear, panic, guilt, etc.
The main reason is that I have too little experience, and my brain doesn’t know how to think when faced with these things.
After his phone ran out of battery, Huang Baihan was stunned for a moment, picked up another spare battery, and replaced it while going downstairs. He planned to go to the girls' dormitory to find Xu Yue.
It seems like "If he's alive, I want to see him in person; if he's dead, I want to see his body."
The sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps echoed throughout the building until the iron door of the dormitory on the first floor was locked, which finally made Da Huang calm down a little.
"What excuse should I use to go out?"
Huang Baihan stood in the corridor, inserted a new battery with a "click", and made a phone call.
After experiencing several failures and successful examples, he finally remembered that he had a super awesome friend.
But then again, the fact that things got so serious and tense tonight was actually half related to Chen Zhe.
"Hello? You better be really busy!"
Chen's voice was filled with sleepiness. It was almost two o'clock, and he not only had to get up early tomorrow, but also had a lot of work and social events to do.
"Xu Yue committed suicide!"
Huang Baihan ran downstairs panting heavily and uttered a short sentence that made Chen Zhe speechless for a moment.
After about ten seconds, Chen Zhuo calmly asked, "Jumped from the building? When did it happen? Did the ambulance drive into the school?"
"what?"
Huang Baihan was a little dazed by his friend's calmness. He replied blankly, "Not jumping off the building..."
Huang Baihan told his best friend what happened that night.
At first, Chen listened calmly, but later he heard that it was "wrist cutting". Huang Baihan did not even witness Xu Yue cutting blood vessels with a knife with his own eyes, but only saw a photo received on his mobile phone.
"Ah~"
Chen Zhuo suddenly yawned.
"Okay, okay, there won't be any problem!"
Chen interrupted with a bored look, feeling as if he had been eating watermelon for a long time but only ate the seeds.
"Tomorrow is Wednesday, and the cafeteria will have limited-time large meat buns in the morning."
Chen was about to hang up the phone: "Nothing else, I'll take a rest first."
"Wait a minute?"
Huang Baihan was stunned and could not help but emphasize: "Xu Yue committed suicide, she committed suicide, I will send you the photo..." A living person is about to die, how can you still care about the big meat buns in the cafeteria.
"Da Huang, do you believe me?"
Chen Zhuo, perhaps a little impatient with the harassment, suddenly interrupted.
“I believe it, I believe it!”
Huang Baihan certainly trusted his best friend, but what does this have to do with Xu Yue's suicide?
"If you believe it, take a shower, climb into bed, put down your phone and go to sleep right now!"
Chen Zhuo yawned again: "If you can't sleep, I'll send you a website, you can masturbate and sleep better."
"You idiot!"
Huang Baihan couldn't help but curse.
I was talking about "matters of life and death" and you were recommending a short movie, but the term "disco on the grave" has not become popular yet, otherwise it would be exactly the same feeling.
"99% of suicides are fake."
Chen Zhuo sneered and said, "I just looked at the photo. It must have been photoshopped. You may not know how to do it, but it doesn't matter. There are people in my company who know how to do it. Wait a minute..."
So Huang Baihan waited for Chen in the corridor on the first floor, listening to the chirping of cicadas and frogs.
It was about 15 minutes later that Huang Baihan also received a photo.
Huang Baihan, wearing a high school uniform, was having breakfast with Kim Hee Sun, the Korean actress from "Myth". Kim Hee Sun looked at Huang Baihan lovingly, as if she was looking at her lover.
"Depend on……"
Huang Baihan's face turned red. He once told Chen Zhuo in high school that the person he had his first wet dream about was Kim Hee Sun. He didn't expect that it would become a laughing stock today.
But it was too amazing, it felt like it was real. Huang Baihan stared at the phone again and again, except that he looked a little silly, after all, that was what he looked like in high school.
There is also a sentence attached to the back of the photo: Which star do you like? I can arrange for someone to photoshop it for you! Not limited to Japanese and Korean stars, European and American stars are also acceptable.
"Oh shit!"
Huang Baihan muttered something, but his friend's jokes greatly relieved his anxiety.
And out of trust in Chen Zhuo, Huang Baihan thought for a long time and decided to follow his advice this time.
But before going upstairs, he still sent a message to Xu Yue:
"Senior Xu Yue, I don't know how you are doing now. If you need anything, please contact me in time."
Naturally, like all previous messages, there was no response.
After returning to the dormitory, his roommates had already gone to bed, but Huang Baihan didn't feel sleepy at all.
He quietly came to the balcony. At this time, the cold moon was like a hook, and the stars were twinkling. The tiny human looked up at the sky, as if he was a little whale swimming into the night sea, constantly searching for memories of the past.
My family conditions were average when I was a child. Although I had good grades, I was rather introverted, had an average relationship with my parents, and had few friends.
There was a very cute girl in my junior high school class, but after three years, I didn’t dare to say a few words to her.
He worked hard in the high school entrance examination and was admitted to Zhizhong's experimental class, which was full of geniuses and his deskmate was even more of a freak. If he had not been so good at liberal arts, he would have been among the top five in the grade.
I knew then that he was very smart, but I didn’t expect that he would achieve so much in the future.
When I went to college, I met someone I really liked, but in the end I missed him/her by chance. Now all this trouble seems to be a summary of all the wrong choices I made.
Looking back on the past, I actually feel that the best days were actually when I was in my senior year of high school.
Doing the test questions and listening to Jay Chou's songs on the radio made me feel happy.
As he was thinking about this, Huang Baihan suddenly took out his mobile phone and opened his long-lost QQ log, and wrote word by word:
My family was poor when I was young. Although I worked hard in my studies, my relatives and friends were distant and few in number.
When I was in junior high school, there was a beautiful girl in my class. We were classmates for three years, but we didn't dare to say a few words to each other.
When I reached high school, I worked hard and was admitted to Zhixin Jingshe. My peers were all talented, and my neighbor was even more outstanding. If my literary talent had not been inferior to mine, I would have been ranked among the top five.
At that time, we already knew that he was extremely intelligent, but we did not expect that he would achieve such great achievements in the future.
When I entered the Imperial College, I met someone I liked, but due to some strange reasons, I ended up missing him.
Today's worldly affairs are so numerous that they seem like a collection of all the wrong choices I have made in my life.
Looking back on the past, I surprisingly feel that my happiest time was during my senior year of high school. I would work on my homework while listening to Jay Chou’s songs, and that was enough to comfort me for the rest of my life!
This paragraph was spoken in a casual and fluent manner, and it was completed in one breath, which Huang Baihan was a little surprised for a moment.
But he vaguely realized in his reflection that life is like a green pine on the top of a mountain. It must always experience the pressure of wind and snow, otherwise it will not be green next year.
"This short article is still missing a title!"
Huang Baihan suddenly reacted, thought for a moment, and slowly typed a line of words under the clear night light:
"At that time, I thought it was normal."
After clicking "Publish", Huang Baihan turned off his phone and never looked at it again, but he felt extremely refreshed and relaxed all over, as if all his worries and burdens had been unloaded, his life had been sublimated, and it seemed that there was no difficulty that could not be solved.
……
Although he slept very late, he felt very sound. When he woke up the next morning, Huang Baihan looked at his mobile phone, but there was still no message.
Although I am still worried, I am not as anxious anymore.
During the break between classes in the morning, Huang Baihan called Xu Yue several more times, but the calls were hung up immediately.
But the good news is that Xu Yue finally replied to the message. She replied: "I still feel dizzy. Let's talk about it when we meet in the evening."
In the past, when Huang Baihan saw the words "meet in the evening", he would have been fidgeting and imagining what kind of situation would happen.
The nervousness I feel now is a real reaction, but for some reason I am not that worried.
I went to the cafeteria to eat lunch with my roommates as usual, and inadvertently saw the Director of the External Relations Department Zhu Xiuxiu and Mou Jiawen sitting at the same table.
Although I don’t know why the two of them got together, this is not strange news.
But they seemed to be talking about something seriously and didn't notice me from a distance.
"That's right! My journal entry doesn't seem to be private."
Huang Baihan suddenly thought, wondering if Mou Jiawen would see the words "When I entered the Imperial College, I met the person I loved."
I wonder if she will say to her current boyfriend: "Look, this is written about me. You should take this as a warning and cherish me!"
"Xiaomou shouldn't be bored."
Huang Baihan burst out laughing. After finishing his meal, he glanced at Zhu Xiuxiu and Mou Jiawen and found that they were still chatting.
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(End of this chapter)