Chapter 27 Section five

The next morning, S's seat was empty, and it was still empty after two classes. Until the end of the fourth period, when we started preparing nutritious lunch—— "It was miserable afterwards." S stood behind me, staring blankly at my stiff body.He rested his head in one hand and said: "I went to see the doctor in the morning. That woman hurt me yesterday." The inside of the white net covering S's head is covered with gauze.He went on laughing: "I was afraid of hurting you, so I didn't tell my dad about that woman. I only explained that I fell for fun."

"Ah... after that..." What the hell happened? "She came after me suddenly, holding a large canvas and trying to hit me. I was so frightened that I ran to the entrance, but the door was locked." S moved her thin lips lightly. "She dragged me back to the back room, pushed me down on the tatami mat, grabbed the canvas and tried to hit me again. Although the danger flashed by, the edge of the canvas rubbed against my head...Look, here it is." S took off the net covering his head, and lifted the gauze casually. Only that one image was gouged out, and the hair and skin were shaved off.

"I managed to escape when she fell down. You don't know what's wrong with her, do you? Otherwise, even if she has something amazing, you wouldn't bring your friends there." I try to nod. Did S not notice anything?Didn't he think that I knew that that person was in danger, so I specially invited him?From S's empty eyes, I couldn't see the answer. "Anyway, I was exhausted yesterday. Fortunately, you were not here. If we were all present, one of us must have suffered." Then, S turned and walked to his seat. S was completely different from yesterday, it was as if the evil in his heart had completely disappeared.

After school, I went to her house alone.I knocked on the sliding door of the entrance, but no one answered.Yesterday, the piece of frosted glass that S's face was attached to was wiped clean without leaving any traces.I tried to push the door and it didn't lock. She is not in the house.As I expected, the interior was tidy, with no fallen furniture or broken items.Only the canvas rested on the Yang tami, so I picked it up and took a closer look. There are two places that are different from the last time I saw it. Slightly draw S on the edge of the canvas.I saw S's ferocious face full of malice, his hands hanging down to his sides clenched into fists, as if he wanted to pierce the opponent with his eyes, and stared at him.His expression was terrifying, more terrifying than ever, and there was a black mass beside him.I immediately realized that it was hair, S's hair.

Another difference is the figure of the woman behind the crying baby.She sat on her side like a baby, gently stroking her own child with her right hand, and facing aside.At the end of his gentle gaze was the long-haired man. Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my cheeks. I know what she said is true. She ends up waving the canvas at S.For me, she wanted S to disappear.The canvas must have accidentally brushed over S's head, absorbing all of S's evils.S, who was attacked inexplicably, took advantage of the opportunity to escape, and she was unable to catch up due to her limited mobility, so she must have been quite flustered.She probably thought that S would tell others everything, and then the police would come to the door.

So, she tried again what hadn't worked out.How much courage is needed, the pain, fear, and sadness of only one leg entering the painting must have been circling in her mind, making her tremble all over.However, she jumped into the canvas resolutely.Perhaps it was the desire to reunite with the family, and finally pushed the thin back. So, she successfully disappeared from this world, and stayed in the painting with the baby and the long-haired man.With gentle eyes, she stroked the child's head.Is this a good ending?Of course I can't judge.All I know is that she became like this for me.Regret flooded my whole body, including my head, my internal organs, and even every bone.However, staring at her gentle expression in the painting, a soft light seems to emerge from the deepest part of regret.

One day, I will understand whether this is a good ending, right? Gently put the canvas back on the ground, and walked out of the house, I burst into tears. Since then, S has never attacked me, and he seems to have completely forgotten what he did in the past. S will chat with me familiarly, and soon, I will be able to reply normally. We become friends. When we came home from school, we would go to the sidewalk together and then parted ways.Talking about TV programs during get out of class time, I would occasionally think of tricking S into her house—fortunately, I didn’t succeed.Only this point, I dare to declare loudly, dare to pat my chest to guarantee.I'm really glad that S didn't disappear at that time, maybe he was the first real friend I made in my life.

Spring is here.We had to move far away due to mom's office relocation.After class on the last day, S and I shook hands at the school entrance. S said he would write a letter, I feel sore nose.I'm sorry to let him see me cry, I don't turn my head and make an agreement with S that I will save pocket money to buy high-end paintbrushes for him, hoping that he will win another gold medal. When S answered briefly, "I'll wait for you", his face reflected on the school building window suddenly changed, and the terrifying face that should have been sealed on the canvas seemed to flash in an instant.I was startled and turned my head quickly, but S was still smiling gently, maybe it was my misjudgment.

The day of the move was a sunny Sunday.Mom was driving, and I sat in the front seat looking out the window.When the car passed in front of her house, strange hands and large trucks were dismantling the house, and the roof and walls had completely disappeared.My mother told me that because of her disappearance, the landlord was finally able to proceed with a long-conceived remodel.After the car drove away, I was still watching the demolition work through the rear window.When the floor was lifted, a worker was talking loudly, but we walked away and were no longer seen.