Screenwriter Mystery

"I'm back……"

Kyoto, Kojima home.

Back home, Kojima said hello to his family weakly.

"You're back, Yixiong, it's a little late today."

Looking at the returning island, his mother asked him a question.

"Because of a little thing, I was delayed on the road for a while."

Kojima was reluctant to tell his family about his breakup with Meihui, and he also didn't want his parents to know about the news left by his teacher.

Therefore, after casually finding a reason to perfunctory, Kojima turned the conversation and asked about dinner.

"By the way, Mom, what's for dinner tonight?"

"Today, today prepared your favorite curry..."

Hearing Kojima's question, the mother didn't bother much about the time to return, and immediately answered with a smile.

"Great, I haven't had curry in a long time."

Although, Kojima's mood is not in the mood to eat dinner at all.

But in order to avoid being noticed by his family members, he still tried his best to put on a happy expression and cheered.

...

"It's so pathetic..."

Lying in bed late at night.

In a daze, the rustling sound that Kojima seemed to hear sounded again.

"He doesn't even know what he missed, it's a match made in heaven..."

"Yes, if he misses it, he may not be happy in his life."

"I always thought that the two of them would always be together. Who would have thought that they suddenly separated."

"Isn't there any way to keep them together?"

"Of course, we can..."

Half-dreaming and half-awake, the rustling voice kept lingering in Kojima's ears, but in his sleep, he couldn't tell whether it was real or just a scene from his own dream.

...

the next morning.

"Yi Xiong, it's time to get up. If you don't get up, it will be too late."

At the urging of his mother, Kojima woke up and realized that he had rarely overslept.

"I am leaving!"

He went out in a hurry, running and running along the way.

Finally, at the last minute, it was time to catch up.

"Whoo~"

Standing in front of the teaching building, he breathed a sigh of relief, eased his breath, and changed his shoes in front of the shoe cabinet.

"Kojima, you are here."

Walking into the classroom, several classmates who knew Kojima immediately came over.

"How is it, after a day's visit, are you in a better mood, and are you still sad about breaking up with Mihui?"

Hearing the reminder from his classmates, Kojima, who was happy because he had caught up with the time, immediately became a little depressed again.

However, in front of his classmates, he was naturally reluctant to reveal his vulnerable side, so he immediately put on a nonchalant expression and said, "It's already fine, it's just a breakup, and it's not a big deal."

"Don't pretend to be Kojima. Who doesn't know your feelings for Meihui. Every day, whether it's going to school or going to school, the two of them are together. Now I'm the only one left. It must be very uncomfortable, right?"

"I've said it all, nothing. In fact, if you don't mention it, I've already forgotten about the breakup."

Although it was very uncomfortable, Kojima continued to speak stubbornly on the surface.

"Speaking of which, Kojima, did you commit suicide because of breaking up with Mihui?"

Hearing Kojima's words, the classmates next to him couldn't help but speak and joked.

"How is it possible, I haven't reached this level yet."

Hearing this, even Kojima couldn't help showing an unhappy expression.

Although he likes Meihui, he is not to the point of committing suicide after breaking up.

"Come on, let me see your wrist."

Seeing Kojima's reaction, the classmates around him also grabbed his wrist and looked over.

In fact, they didn't think that Kojima would get to this level, they just made a joke about this kind of thing and made fun of each other.

"..."

However, when the classmate's eyes fell on Kojima's wrist, the originally indifferent expression immediately turned into surprise.

He looked down at Kojima's wrist, then looked up at the other person again.

"Kojima, I didn't expect that you actually..."

"What are you talking about, stop pretending."

Seeing the serious expression of his classmate, Kojima lowered his head speechlessly, but the expression on his face also solidified in the next second.

I saw that on his wrist, there were red lines appearing there.

"what on earth is it?!"

Seeing this scene, a surprised expression appeared on Kojima's face.

But the classmates beside him looked at each other in dismay, and persuaded him: "Kojima, it's just breaking up, even if you lose Meihui, you don't need to hurt yourself like this..."

"Yeah, think about your family, how sad your parents would be if you did this."

Hearing the comfort of his classmates, Kojima didn't have the slightest expression of relief on his face, instead he explained more excitedly.

"No, I haven't done it at all, and I don't know why this red line suddenly appeared on my wrist."

Obviously, the day before, there was no such thing on his wrist at all.

And last night, he just cried a bit because of the breakup before going to bed, but he didn't do such extreme things as cutting his wrists.

What's more, if he really does this, he should also feel it in his hand.

But he didn't even feel the red line that appeared on his wrist. If it wasn't for being discovered, he might not have seen it now.

Although Kojima has tried his best to explain, the classmates around Naihe are reluctant to believe his reason.

After all, compared to these explanations.

The clearly visible red line on the wrist is the best proof.

...

"Tanaka-sensei?"

In front of the art department of the old school building.

Inoue looked at the wooden door that was still closed, and reached out to knock ~www.readwn.com~ crunch--

However, in the next second, the wooden door was opened from the inside.

Immediately afterwards, Tanaka wearing a long-sleeved coat appeared in the art department, wearing a mask on his face only showing his eyes under his glasses, looking at Inoue at the door and said.

"Oh, Inoue, here you are."

Seeing Tanaka appearing in the art department, Inoue retracted his knock on the door and looked at Mr. Tanaka's pale face under the mask, and couldn't help but care.

"Tanaka-sensei, how is your current body, is it better?"

"It's much better."

Because of the mask, Tanaka's voice was a little dull.

Reaching out to hold the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Tanaka looked down at Inoue in front of him, and said with a blank face, "Next, we can continue to create more and more bodies."