Chapter 3 third quarter

The next morning, when I woke up early in the morning, I rushed to get the newspaper before everyone else.For me, the frequency of picking up the morning paper from the newspaper box is about once or twice a year. "High School Student Falls to Death". Almost every newspaper's society section reported yesterday's events with such headlines.Its content is roughly similar to what I heard from Tamura and Fujio.Whether it was an accident or suicide, the newspaper did not mention this point of view, and the conversation with Tatsuya's parents was also published in the newspaper.It is the biggest unfilial thing to say that it is the greatest disrespect to let a white-haired parent give a black-haired one--that is what I am most afraid of hearing.

Speaking of which, why did Tatsuya run to that place——I looked away from the newspaper and wandered in mid-air, and I fell into deep thought. Tatsuya has always acted cautiously, even if he saw me running to the top of the building, he would put on a straight face and reprimand me harshly.How could such a person... And what Fujio said. Why is he alone? The question asked by Fujio really makes people feel a little unbelievable. When I came to school, as expected, there was already a lot of noise about what happened yesterday.Teachers called an emergency faculty meeting, so the first period was changed to private study.

"This matter will involve the responsibility of the school, so those guys are also desperate." Says Sasamoto, a know-it-all classmate. "This kind of thing should have been prevented. Since the school regulations have prohibited students from going to the roof of the building, then we should do things thoroughly and find someone to inspect or something. Everyone will definitely say so." Sasamoto stared at me as if asking for my opinion, but I didn't say anything. While chatting, the topic came to Yoko.The girls said that this incident probably hit her hard, while the boys said that this guy Yukihara really did something stupid, and everyone reacted differently.

After the first class, I immediately climbed up the stairs leading to the roof.I want to see where Tatsuya came from and how he fell.But the door at the end of the stairs was firmly locked.It can be regarded as a remedy after a dead sheep.I just find this kind of sloppy behavior at school ridiculous, but I can't get angry anymore. I kicked the door hard, and just started going downstairs when I heard someone climbing up from downstairs.It's a girl I've seen before.I remember that she should be a sophomore in high school, and she is also a member of the English conversation club with Tatsuya.

"The door is locked." When she heard me talking from upstairs, she lowered her head and her body trembled like a convulsion, and she stood still.Looking up to see me, her mouth was slightly parted. "Are you here to pay homage to Tatsuya?" I asked this because I saw a bouquet of flowers in her right hand.It is white and simple, but I don't know the name of the flower. She hid the bouquet behind her back and stood there without saying a word.I thought to myself, this girl's eyes are really dark and big. "I'll go to the teacher to discuss and ask them to let me go upstairs. Otherwise, you can go with me."

She stepped back and leaned against the wall. "I...I still won't go." After speaking, she turned around and rushed down the stairs.There is still a faint fragrance of white flowers in the air. From the second class onwards, the classroom resumed the previous arrangement, but no teacher advanced what happened yesterday.Perhaps it was because they had been specifically instructed in the faculty meeting not to talk nonsense. During the lunch break, I went to the classroom of Class 1, Senior 3 on the third floor of the opposite school building.Fujio was sitting on the window seat reading a book.

"Did you see it from here?" I looked at the adjacent school building and said.Since the school building where Tatsuya fell was a three-story building, looking up from here to the height of one floor, you can see the roof. "That's right. I saw Xingyuan was right there." Fujio walked up to me and pointed with his hand. "But from this position..." I looked in the direction Fujio pointed and said. "It's true that you can see Tatsuya on the guardrail, but even if there are other people around, they will be blocked by the guardrail, so you can't see it."

Fujio nodded slightly, and replied confidently. "It is true that it is true, but if someone was with him at the time, shouldn't it show his face? Since no one has shown up now, it means that there was no one around at that time." "Well, that's true..." After answering ambiguously, I suddenly thought of one thing.After asking about Tatsuya's situation in detail again, I left the classroom. Walking out of the classroom, I continued upstairs.This school building is a four-story building, so if you look at it from the fourth floor, the roof of the adjacent three-story school building should be on the side.

There are no ordinary classrooms on the fourth floor, but a clothing cutting room, music room, lecture theater and projection room.The tailoring room is directly above the classroom of Class 1 of Senior Three where Fujio is located.This is a room where the girls take their home lessons, learning Western and Japanese tailoring... so I guess. After a moment of hesitation, I put my hand on the door.The door was unlocked.I peeked into the room and stepped into the room slowly.Since I was in high school, I have never been in this room, and I can't help but feel a little nervous. The room feels more spacious than ordinary classrooms. There are various pictures of suits and kimonos on the walls, and several large tables are placed side by side.The table comes with good sized drawers.

I strode across the classroom to the window.There is a sewing machine and a full-length mirror by the window, but none of these things concern me. The curtains were drawn open, and the dazzling sunlight shone into the room.I couldn't help frowning and narrowing my eyes. Blocking the sunlight with the palm of my hand, I looked out the window, and as expected, the roof of the adjacent school building was right in front of me.If there were people here at that time, no one should have seen it more clearly than the people here. I carefully inspected every corner of the top floor, and there is nothing worth noting.It's still the same empty concrete lot it used to be.

Opposite the school building where Tatsuya fell, there is another three-story school building.In other words, the roofs of the two school buildings can be seen from here. ——If there is a chance, it is best to go to the opposite side to have a look. With that in mind, I drew the curtains. In five or six classes, I was in a daze.He said he was in a daze, but he didn't think of anything in his heart.The cause of Tatsuya's death made me think about it, but I still couldn't find a clue, and I was still in a daze in the end. After the sixth period, the homeroom teacher Imoto informed that Tatsuya's funeral will be held tomorrow, and it is expected that all the staff should attend.Although he did this to show his friendship with Tatsuya, he didn't seem to consider that there are still some people who have basically no relationship with Tatsuya. In addition, he also informed that the results of the last midterm exam have been posted, and everyone seems to be more interested in this matter. As soon as I stepped out of the classroom, I ran into Yoko.Or the phrase "encounter" is not appropriate.She seemed to be waiting for me on purpose. "Take me home, Ah Liang." Yoko didn't look at me, but stared at her feet and said.Her voice sounded hoarse. "Row……" After speaking, I took a step.I don't know what to say next.Yoko followed me without hesitation. On the way, we walked past the door of the teacher's room.There is a notice board next to the door of the teacher's room, and twenty or thirty students gather around it.It seems that the results of the last midterm exam were published.Although I didn't have much interest in this matter, because I was tall, I glanced at the one I could see.From No. 1 to No. 5, it's just a slight swap of the regulars.Among them is Fujio, as expected of him. Looking for my name, I found that it was ranked tenth.Two places later, it was Yoko's name.Tatsuya came in nineteenth. "This is also the last time Ada's name appears." Yoko spoke with a lonely face, but fortunately she was not sad. Just like yesterday, Yoko and I pushed our bicycles home.In the beginning, we talked a little bit about the midterm exam.Yoko said, "Ah Liang, you are really good, and you finally made it into the top ten." After listening to her, I just replied "It's just a fluke". The conversation ended here, but I couldn't help being surprised at the improvement of my grades.I worked hard to catch the last train in the high school entrance examination, so when I first entered school, my grades were quite low, but in the second half of the second year of high school, my grades began to improve rapidly.The reason is not clear.On the other hand, Tatsuya and Yoko have maintained relatively high rankings since their freshman year.It's just that there are people out there, and it's hard for even the two of them to make it into the top ten.Therefore, this time I can rank tenth, and perhaps I can indeed bear the word "excellent". Later, Yoko talked about her gymnastics club and asked me about the football club.I feel that she seems to be deliberately looking for topics. "Ada, why hasn't he played football?" She suddenly asked, "Didn't he often play football with you, A Liang, when he was in junior high school?" "I don't know..." My answer is a bit ambiguous. Walking side by side with Yoko, I thought back to my elementary school days.At that time, the person walking side by side with Yoko must have been Tatsuya.On sunny days, the two hold hands, and on rainy days, the two umbrellas will move closer to each other.There isn't even a hair-thin gap between the two of them, let alone room for me.But at this moment, the person walking side by side with her is me.The person who connected the two of us is no more.And tomorrow is that person's funeral. After a while of silence, I mentioned my visit to the tailoring room today.Yoko asked with interest. "Are there any problems in the courtroom?" "No, it's nothing, I just went into that house to look at the adjacent roofs, but I didn't get anything." After I finished speaking, Yoko responded briefly. After that, I told her about how I ran to the roof of the building during the break after the first class and met a girl from the second year of high school there.As soon as I said that the other party seemed to be in the English conversation group with Tatsuya, Yoko knew who it was. "Well, it must be Kasai-san." "Kasai?" "Miyoko Kasai. She seems to be in Class 28, high school." "It's really detailed enough to know." "Well..." Yoko hesitated for a moment, "Because I heard from Ada. I heard that she once wrote a love letter to Ada." "love letter?" I repeat.It always sounds dated. "How did Tatsuya handle it then?" "I don't know... I don't know why he refused at that time." Yoko said that anyway, Tatsuya also rejected Kasamoto at that time. If Tatsu hadn't died, perhaps this would have become a happy topic.I would tease her by telling her that she smelled of vinegar, and she would try to look calm.However, there was no smile on the faces of the two of us today. No matter how humorous and funny things sounded, they sounded like a requiem. "correct." I told Yoko that the detective thought Tatsuya might have committed suicide, and asked her what she thought.She thought for a while and replied that she didn't know.This answer surprised me a bit. "I thought you would say that he would never do that." "Absolutely... how could I say such a thing?" "But……" Aren't you lovers? I've finished talking halfway, so I didn't say any more.Because saying that, I feel pretty miserable. It rained heavily at the funeral the next day.More than forty students gathered under umbrellas, and the narrow road immediately became crowded. I was the fifth to be incensed.On the road to Lingqian, I saw Tatsuya's parents.They used to take care of me when I was a child.They haven't seen each other for a few days, and they seem to be ten years older. "thanks." When passing by Tatsuya's mother, she whispered to me.The sound sounded softer than a mosquito. On the Buddhist altar, in the photo, Tatsuya's white face, which looks as if he has undergone plastic surgery, is full of smiles.I followed the steps my mother taught me to burn incense and put my hands together. There is no induction. There is only one thing I want to ask Tatsuya—how did you die.However, even if I put my hands together, there is no feeling in my heart.Sure enough, if the soul of the dead is in this kind of words, it's just nonsense.Although the efficiency is considered to be very good, after everyone in the class has had a good time, Yoko is also among them.Yoko looked calm, and left after lightly scenting the incense.She seemed to have had a few conversations with the uncles, and her expression was very calm. Seeing Yoko, Tatsuya's parents seemed to be overwhelmed with grief again.Maybe they planned to make Yoko their daughter-in-law before. "This kind of funeral is really meaningless." On returning from Shangxiang, Yoko spoke as soon as she saw me. "That's true for the dead, but funerals are really for the living." Hearing what I said, she nodded and said "Yes" with a complicated expression on her face. At this time, someone patted me on the shoulder from behind.Turning around, I saw Fujio standing behind me with a cute face. "Fujio, are you here too?" He smiled slightly, "It can be regarded as fate." "By the way, I have something to tell you." "What's up?" "Actually, there were other people who saw the moment when Tatsuya fell from the building. And that person saw it from a different angle than mine." "Oh……" "Is there something interesting about this?" "Who is that person?" Hearing my question, Fujio deliberately lowered his voice, saying that it was some girls who were in the first year of high school. "Freshman?" "That's right. I heard rumors that there are always a group of people playing volleyball on the top floor of the building adjacent to the building where Yuuhara fell. If they were there on the day of the accident, they would probably have seen it." "In that case, they should come forward to testify?" "No. Because the roof is forbidden in the school, and they play ball there." It is indeed possible.Perhaps they felt that it would be a big loss if they were reprimanded for this. "Then do you know them? Or do you only know that they are girls in the first year of high school?" Fujio replied that he did not know him. "But I don't think it's difficult to find them. After school, they will definitely find another place to play. Girls in the first year of high school are like this." "makes sense." I nodded. After offering incense, most of the classmates went back, but Yoko and I stayed until we were released from the coffin.In the heavy rain, Tatsuya's body was carried out of the house.Regardless of the background, everyone's clothing and expressions, there are only three colors left, black, white and gray. I feel as if I am watching an old movie, and the film is full of scratches. "Bye-Bye." Yoko murmured beside me.