Chapter 122 Chapter Two Fifty Years

My mother told me: this year the five elements lack water, and I belong to the ox and the water buffalo.Water buffalo cannot live without water, so be careful this year. My mother also specially calculated the horoscope for me.The fortune teller was taken aback after hearing my mother's birth date, and said, "Bitter cows survive the winter." Cows that survive the winter can only eat dry grass. There must be some disaster this year.My mother hurriedly went to the Earth Temple to get a piece of red cloth, saying it was a talisman, and forced me to carry it on my body every day.I never touched it after I dropped it in my bag.

That night, I had a dream. The wind in the dream is tight and cold.I was standing in front of that iconic building in the library.The scene during the day was repeated, the big stone ball rolled down and pinned down the boy.I hurried over, trying to lift the stone ball to rescue the injured.But no matter what, the stone ball generally does not move after taking root.I was so tired that I sat down on the ground panting.There were many pedestrians passing by, including a few little girls who were frightened that day, but all of them passed by expressionlessly, as if they didn't see blood as thick as honey, gurgling out.

"Hehehe." The person under the stone ball actually laughed, his voice was relatively old, far from the age of the deceased.Startled, I noticed his mouth wasn't moving. "The debt you owe me, don't you want to pay it?" The dead face lifted up, as pale as a sheet from that day.The eyes were bulging, as if they were about to shoot out the eyeballs inside and hurt me in front of me. I didn't bother to get up, and pushed hard with my heels to move backwards. "Are you still trying to escape and refuse to pay my debt?" The deceased stretched out his red-stained hand to me.

"No! No!" I yelled. The classmate in the dormitory pushed me awake and said, "Liang, are you dreaming?" I opened my eyes, my face covered in sweat. If that bicycle incident hadn't happened, I wouldn't have carried that red amulet every day.After the stone ball crushed the second student to death, the school finally decided to remove the stone ball and the square stone. Firstly, to prevent the incident from leaving a shadow on the student’s heart, and secondly, there are more pedestrians on that road, so as to prevent similar tragedies from happening again. . I still remember that the bicycle was borrowed from my classmate Yin Dong.There was no class all afternoon, so I decided to go off-campus to buy a down jacket for the winter.Yin Dong yelled that it was very boring to be alone in the dormitory, so he wanted to go shopping with him.Therefore, I set off with Yin Dong on my car.

Although there are no more stone balls on the road that must be passed, I still feel anxious.At this time, a bicycle came across, with the retired old principal on board.According to my recollection, the expression of the old principal has always been strange. When the car hit a piece, the old principal's face was distorted and deformed. When the two bicycles were far apart, I could already feel that the faucet was rusted to death and generally refused to listen to the control. It seemed that there was a thrust coming from behind, and the car accelerated.The old principal was also turning the faucet vigorously, but he couldn't turn it around in the end.So the two cars collided.

The old headmaster didn't face me directly, his eyes went around Yin Dong and looked further away, as if there was another person behind the car.Then both the bike and the person went down.The old principal and I hurriedly got up, I quickly apologized to the old principal, turned around, and saw Yin Dong was still lying there. I couldn't help gasping when I saw Yin Dong.The way he fell was the same as when the boy was crushed to death by the stone ball that day, with his head thrown to the ground, his hands and feet twitching... The old principal saw Yin Dong pounced on the ground behind me, and he waved his hands back in horror.The eyes are bulging, as if they are about to shoot out the eyeballs inside.His face was as pale as the sheet cloth that day.What really prompted me to wear a red cloth every day was not Yin Dong's injury, nor the weird bicycle, but the eyes of the old principal at that time.I get horrified every time I think about it.

The old principal stared at the prostrate Yin Dong, and I stared at the old principal, both of them paused for a few seconds, and then they all woke up like a dream, and hurriedly lifted Yin Dong up and ran to the school hospital. After taking some first aid measures, Yin Dong's breathing became a little easier.After the doctor checked Yin Dong's chest, he wanted to check his back.Yin Dong struggled and refused. I comforted: "It's okay, the doctor just did a simple examination, it's not a big deal." Yin Dong shook his head, and said weakly: "As soon as I turned over, I felt a heavy weight on my back, and I couldn't breathe!" Hearing this, the old headmaster's face became even paler, as if in a polluted river. The belly of a dead fish turned over.

"Come on, classmate, I want to talk to you alone." The old principal said while holding me by the hand.I felt his hands were cold and trembling with excitement. The old principal pulled me out of the infirmary and told me a story related to him. Fifty years ago, among the first batch of freshmen accepted by this school, there were two very good friends.They all came here with very good grades.The teaching mode of high school is different from that of junior high school. Therefore, some students who were originally shining began to dim; some of them shone brighter than before, which made others feel jealous.When jealousy is not handled well, it can easily turn into irrational hatred.Not long after the start of school, friend A has both sides, calling the wind and calling the rain, and the stars are shining.But friend B, who was surrounded by flowers and applause, is unknown.Every time the two of them went out together, there was always this or that saying hello to Friend A, or Friend A saying hello to that and this.And friend B has a lock on his mouth.Therefore, B feels that he is A's foil.B secretly worked hard in his studies and vowed to surpass A in grades.Moreover, friend A will attend a meeting today, and will submit a report tomorrow, and friend B has a great advantage in time.Friend A felt that there was a problem between the two of them, and wanted to talk to B, but every time he saw B studying hard, he couldn't bear to disturb me.

At the school's exam summary meeting, friend B won the third-class scholarship, and friend A won the first-class scholarship.B felt unbalanced: I learned less than me, so why should I have a higher score than me?A smiled and congratulated him, which he understood as ridicule and provocation.Especially when someone said, "He won the third-class scholarship, not because of the tutoring of the friend who won the first-class scholarship!" He gritted his teeth at this time. The long-term backlog of hatred has twisted my mind and changed my appearance.Finally, one night, friend A came to the inconspicuous big stone ball by appointment, waiting to reunite with friend B.The stone ball moved behind A and rolled down...

The old principal said: "For fifty years, I have often dreamed that the stone ball is rolling towards me. Wherever I run, the stone ball will chase me. Today your classmate is lying on the ground, and my friend died. It was exactly the same. At that time, I mistakenly thought that he came to me and demanded my life debt."