Chapter 60

It has been a week since Tan Tingting's death. The news has changed from intense to indifferent, and finally no one cares. It is only a matter of time, and those warm emotions will never change, only Tan Tingting's parents.

The old man was visibly haggard.

Cheng Yan was greeted by the door. The house was dead silent. There was a tray of rotten oranges in the living room that had not been cleaned for a long time. There were girls' clothes on the sofa. The seagull pendant shows the preferences and character of the owner of the backpack.

In Cheng Yan's impression, although it was only a brief exchange, although it was only a relationship between two sides, he could feel the vitality of Tan Tingting. She should be a girl who loves life and is full of exuberant energy.

There were strands of hair falling at the corner of the table, which had not been cleaned up yet. No one cared about the mess. The young parents were silent, and they didn't say a word after inviting Cheng Yan into the room.

There is a photo on the table, next to white flowers, the girl smiles brightly, with a high ponytail, showing her snow-white teeth to the camera.

When he saw Tan Tingting for the first time, she also had this bright feeling.

"What's the matter with you?" Tan Tingting's mother raised lines weakly at the corners of her eyes, looking at Cheng Yan who was looking around.

Cheng Yan stepped forward and said, "I want to... ask about Tan Tingting's situation."

Tan's father and Tan's mother glanced at each other, and Tan's father asked vigilantly, "What do you want to know?"

Cheng Yan went straight to the topic: "Does she... have a psychological problem? Why did the police contact Song Yu after she had an accident? Is there anything... between them?"

"who are you?"

"I have no other purpose, auntie. I am Song Yu's friend. Tan Tingting had an accident, and Song Yu was also affected. He has not come to class recently, so I am very worried."

Tan's father and Tan's mother were silent for a while, as if there was something unspeakable, then Tan's mother covered her mouth, sat on the sofa, and turned her head away, but Tan's father did not, he just sat down and sighed heavily.

"We didn't want to cause trouble to others, but this girl..." Father Tan sighed again, "I don't listen to persuasion."

Cheng Yan knew that there must be a secret, he couldn't be in a hurry, this was the time when the parents were sad.

Mother Tan shed tears again and whispered, "take him there."

I saw Father Tan stood up and instructed Cheng Yan, "Come with me."

Cheng Yan followed and came to a room with Father Tan, the door was locked, as if there was some secret inside, Father Tan took the key to open it, pushed the door in, and there was no one in the empty room.

"This is Tingting's room." Father Tan said.

Cheng Yan looked around. The tables and chairs that were pushed away, the notebooks on the desks, the computers with black screens, and the paintings on the walls were all anime posters. Cheng Yan didn't notice any difference. What to show him, he entered this room and only thought that the owner was a girl who was obsessed with the second dimension.

It was not until Father Tan came over, stretched out his hand, and tore off the cartoon poster on the wall, Cheng Yan finally saw what was hanging on the wall.

The anime poster is just a cover. The one who really wants to be displayed is the real person, the person he will never be a stranger to, the love that Tan Tingting has been obsessed with for two years, and the Song Yu who has not appeared for a week.

Cheng Yan opened his mouth slightly.

Father Tan tore off another poster, "This is also."

One, another, around the computer desk, around the bedside, all are posters, hidden under the posters, all are the same person.

"These are all." Father Tan tore off three posters, and he did not reveal the rest, but told Cheng Yan in words.

The photos hanging on the wall are from the angle that was secretly photographed, the enlarged photos, and the printed pictures that are not clear enough. Every one of Cheng Yan is familiar and unfamiliar. The picture of him and Song Yu squatting on the corner of the street also came from Tan Tingting's hands.

There is also a video camera on the cabinet, where these masterpieces are all made.

Cheng Yan remembered that he had ridiculed Song Yu if he had an illegitimate fan, then he was joking, but now he knows how big his joke is.

"These..." Cheng Yan was speechless in surprise. He couldn't describe the shock in front of him. It was too weird and not beautiful at all. He could smell the aura of fanaticism.

"On the table is her diary, you will understand when you open it." Father Tan sat on the bed, the poster in his hand fell to the ground, the pain of losing a loved one was unbearable, but he had to swallow the pain.

Cheng Yan opened the diary at hand.

Like treating precious objects, his eyes are gentle, his fingers are light, he reads line by line, flipping through them one by one, and sees a girl's sincere heart.

No. 6.7:

I have never been a fan of real people, only paper people will never collapse! Until today he appeared... He is like the male protagonist in the anime. I had a beautiful story with him about a hero saving beauty. He didn't talk much, he looked so cold, but the words he saved me I will never say in my life. will forget.

"I hope to see you at the convention next Monday," he said.

They bullied me, he saved me, like a ray of light, shining into my swamp.

No. 6.9:

It turns out that he is Song Yu. I have always heard his name, but I have never known which one it is. No wonder so many people like him! He is really good! Yesterday's game was great too! sky! That dunk made me fall in love with him in situ! I hope to have a relationship with him. Today I want to send water over there, but he didn't pick up other people's water, and he probably won't pick me up either...

Come on, Tan Tingting! You can!

No. 6.10:

I haven't seen him all day, it's boring. 【A bunch of stars and hearts pattern】

No. 6.11:

Witnessing the scene where he was confessed, I was frightened to death. Fortunately, I didn't show up. Why was he so cold, but fortunately he was cold enough, otherwise I would have no chance. I don't want to be a junior, a new socialist youth! Three views are correct!

6.12th:

I met him in the cafeteria, and it was the first time saw him so close, so handsome, so handsome, so handsome... don't know what to say except this word.

6.15th:

Why did he come to the mental hospital? No way? Does he have mental problems too? I'm really scared. I hope that he will always be the favored son of the heavens and not be tortured. It's enough for me to endure this kind of suffering alone.

6.16th:

I wanted to say hello in the past. He was with his friends and saw him at a glance. He was really tall. When would he be able to speak to him openly? I don’t know if he still remembers me, but I can’t forget him. .

His name is Song Yu, the name carved into my DNA.

The contents of these diaries are all related to Song Yu. Every page, every section, every sentence has never left Song Yu. A girl's mind is opened, and she records deeper and deeper emotions in words. Cheng Yan thinks of Tan Tingting. What she said to him, she said that she was not the kind of liking that the public liked. She had been obsessed with liking for two years, and it was just this obsessive madness.

This is the content of the diary from the previous two years. Cheng Yan was shocked when he saw it, but Father Tan didn't stop him and said, "Let's turn to the back and take a look."

Cheng Yan didn't know what the following content was. He picked up the notebook and didn't read the voices of the deceased one by one. When he turned to the last few pages, his pupils shrank, and he was shocked by the following fierce words.

February 4th:

If only he were dead, that would pay for my pain, he didn't even know I loved him so much, he didn't even accept my love letters, damn it.

Cheng Yan frowned and looked up at Father Tan. Father Tan didn't speak. Cheng Yan lowered his head and continued to turn the pages.

No. 2.5:

He is so handsome today! I want to stand by his side and talk to him too!

No. 2.9:

I'm so useless, I don't even dare to come forward to say a word, look at these diaries, it's sad, what's the point of living?

Cheng Yan was at a loss, it didn't look like a person's handwriting, and the words didn't seem to come from a person's mouth, so he flipped through it again in confusion.

July 5th:

I took a picture of him today. I am satisfied. I hope he will be fine all his life. In addition, the person squatting beside him is me.

July 15th:

Today is another day with no harvest. really want to die quickly. Life has no meaning at all, but it is boring to die alone. If only he could die too.

Cheng Yan covered the diary, slowly raised his eyes, looked at the person sitting beside the bed, pressed his fingers tightly on the note, his lips trembled slightly, he wanted to say something, but stopped.

Tan's father folded his hands, and a father's tone was mourning. In the sighing, dead room, Tan's voice became clearer, "Tingting, it's a schizophrenia."

Cheng Yan had heard of it, but there was no such person around him. He didn't know what the situation should be like. Now a diary makes his back feel cold, let alone other things.

Father Tan said in a low voice, "I don't know what happened. My mother and I have been taking her to psychotherapy for all these years. At first we thought her condition was getting better, but she was lying in front of me talking last week. , and suddenly..."

Tan's father covered his face with his hands: "Her other personality is very extreme, always begging for death, she touched the power strip before, and put her hand into boiling water, and she changed her personality as soon as the disease broke out. ."

Cheng Yan never imagined that the cute-looking girl, the girl who brought him sunshine and vitality at first, would have such an extreme situation.

The deceased has passed away, Cheng Yan didn't know how to comfort his father Tan, and he was still immersed in his father's words.

"We didn't want to influence anyone," Tan said. "We talked to her a few times and learned about the boy in her diary, but she was obsessed and would turn her face whenever he mentioned it. I said no. It sounds good... Tingting's aggravation has something to do with him, if this boy hadn't appeared, she should have been treated almost the same, obsession... Harmful."

Cheng Yan suddenly remembered that the day before Tan Tingting's accident, what Song Yu said in his ear suddenly became heavier. When he said those deep words, he would only regard them as love words, but now, he had to take those words into account. It is related to Tan Tingting's affairs.

Did Song Yu already know that something would happen to Tan Tingting?

If you know, why do you know? How did you know? It was impossible for Song Yu to negotiate and talk with Tan Tingting, just like in the diary, he even forgot the name, so there was only one reason, Tan Tingting told him.

"Uncle, I want to see Tan Tingting's cell phone." Cheng Yan suddenly made this request, sorry, he couldn't go to the same sadness as Father Tan. He knew Tan Tingting, but he was only a passing visitor in his life, except for her Cheng Yan would not be like his biological parents, his voice trembled in pain.

Tan's father did not reject Cheng Yan's request. He knew that this was someone who had contact with his daughter because they all knew the protagonist in the diary.

Father Tan found the phone and unlocked the password.

Cheng Yan took the phone and said carefully, "I need to check her information."

This is a private thing, and I would not show it to outsiders, but the person has already invited him into the house, the diary has been read, and the cause of death has also been said. Father Tan no longer wants to hide anything.

Cheng Yan turned on his mobile phone. There were some daily chats on WeChat and Penguin. Cheng Yan searched for Song Yu's name, but couldn't find it. Does Tan Tingting have Song Yu's contact information?

Cheng Yan backed out and went to the information interface.

Sure enough, a string of unremarked numbers caught his attention. No one knew who it was, but he knew the number, and he knew who it was at a glance.

Tan Tingting got Song Yu's mobile phone number, and there was no response to the text message she sent, because her message... There was no way for anyone to respond.

[Song Yu, do you want to see the blooming flowers? 】

[I know you like blood, I got your information, I'm sorry, because I care about you too much, and always want to help you, we are all the way, only I can understand you. 】

[It's very painful, so pitiful, you look so beautiful, how could such a tragic thing happen to you? Do you usually get sick? Do you want to drink human blood? Did you know the car cracked? It's the kind of punishment that divides people into five horses, their limbs will be pulled apart, and the blood is dripping. It must be what you want to see, are you excited? I can do it too. 】

[Song Yu, why don't you like me? Do you know how long I have liked you, but I am too lazy to wait for you, I suddenly thought, it is better to let you remember me when I wait for you, I will definitely bring you the most shocking performance, tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, Look at me in the hallway. 】

[I bought your favorite red dress and a pair of embroidered shoes. I don't usually like these, but I heard that people who wear red clothes will turn into ghosts when they die. I'm not dying, I'm trying to make you remember. I know you like red, you must not forget me, thank me. 】

[Hey, don't tell you good things, I'm just going to turn into a ghost, be careful, I'll turn into an evil spirit, haunt you forever, stay by your side forever, you can't get rid of me, it's great like this , I'm looking forward to it. It would be even better if you could stay with me. Hurry up and die. It's painful for you to live, isn't it? 】

[When you see red in the future, you will think of me, because the red you love is made by me. 】

[My perverted lover, there will be a flower that will bloom forever in your life. Once you have collected it, that is what only I, Tan Tingting, can give you in this world. 】

Cheng Yan lowered his hand and dropped his mobile phone on the table. Cheng Yan felt dizzy for a while, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make a sound.

Which personality is this? It must not be the main character. The girl who dared not even send a love letter would not be so cruel. Tan Tingting, who had braided hair and smiled kindly, was reluctant to hurt the person she had silently liked for two years in this way.

Buzzing in his mind, screaming in pain, Song Yu's voice interspersed in his mind, no wonder he was so indifferent, no wonder he reacted so much, this information... what kind of indigestible and unforgettable things for him ?

This is not a grand gratification, this is a cruel curse.

The posters on the wall, the diary on the table, the camera on the counter, the information on the mobile phone, these pictures were reflected in Cheng Yan's mind, and they reverberated repeatedly. The mixed objects and pictures pressed his aching nerves. Tightly stretched, about to break.

Cheng Yan felt a huge, breathless oppression. A string in his brain was bent, bent and bent again, just on the verge of breaking.

There are ghosts in this room.

She was looking at them, staring at Song Yu, she was wearing a bright red dress, showing her bloody mouth, she wanted to drag him into hell, she already had a partner in that yellow spring.

Cheng Yan stumbled out of Tan Tingting's house, the gloomy sky rendered a heavy atmosphere, he took out his mobile phone, swiped the interface, and breathed heavily.

The number is really messed up, how can not find it?

Yes, he doesn't, he doesn't, where does he have his friend's phone number?

Cheng Yan wandered the streets like a dead body.

——

Closing the bedroom door, looking at the gloomy weather, it seemed that it was going to rain, Jiang Heng took an umbrella and was about to go out.

But as soon as the door opened, a man raised his hand and was about to knock in front of his door.

"Cheng Yan?" Jiang Heng wondered how he got him, but Cheng Yan's expression was very wrong, Jiang Heng asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Yan raised his head, he was standing under the cloudy night sky, the thunder was rolling, Cheng Yan's voice was low and powerful, he went straight to the subject, and expressed his intention: "Brother Jiang, tell me, what kind of psychological problem does Song Yu have."