screenwriter mystery

Chapter 285 The Red Line
"I am back……"

Kyoto, the Kojima home.

Back home, Kojima said hello to his family feebly.

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

Looking at Kojima who came back, his mother asked him a question.

"Because of something, I was delayed on the road."

Regarding the breakup between himself and Mei Hui, Xiao Dao is unwilling to tell his family members, and he also does not want his parents to know the news left behind by his teacher.

Therefore, after casually finding a reason and perfunctory, Kojima changed the subject and asked about dinner.

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

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

Hearing Kojima's question, my mother didn't bother with the question of when to come back, and immediately answered with a smile.

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

Although, in Kojima's mood right now, he has no intention of having 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 said cheeringly.

……

"It's so pathetic..."

Late at night, lying in bed.

In a daze, Xiao Dao seemed to hear the rustling sound again.

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

"Yes, if he misses it, he may not be happy for the rest of his life."

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

"Is there no way to keep them together."

"Of course, we can..."

Half asleep and half awake, the rustling sound kept lingering in Xiao Dao's ears, but in his sleep, he couldn't tell whether all this was real or just a scene of his own dreams.

……

the next morning.

"Yixiong, it's time to get up, it will be too late if you don't get up."

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

"I'm leaving!"

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

Finally at the last moment, I caught up with time.

"Whoo~"

Standing in front of the teaching building, he took a long breath, slowed his breathing and went to the shoe cabinet to change his shoes.

"Little Island, you're here."

Walking into the classroom, several classmates who are familiar with Kojima immediately came over.

"How is it? After coming here for a day, are you in a better mood? Are you still sad because of breaking up with Meihui?"

Hearing the reminder from his classmates, Xiao Dao, who was originally grateful for catching up with time, immediately became a little depressed again.

However, in front of his classmates, he naturally didn't want to expose his vulnerable side, and immediately said with a nonchalant expression: "It's been fine for a long time, 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, the two of you are together every day, whether it's going to or from school, and now you're left alone, you must feel very uncomfortable, right?"

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

Although he felt very sad, on the surface Kojima continued to speak with a firm mouth.

"Speaking of which, Xiao Dao, did you commit suicide because of breaking up with Mei Hui?"

Hearing Kojima's words, the students next to him couldn't help but 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 Mei Hui, it's 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 grabbed his wrist seriously and looked over.

In fact, they didn't think that Kojima would reach this level, they just made fun of this kind of thing and teased each other.

"..."

However, when the classmate's eyes fell on Kojima's wrist, the originally indifferent expression immediately became surprised.

He looked down at Kojima's wrist, and then looked up at him.

"Xiao Dao, I didn't expect that you really..."

"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 froze in the next second.

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

"what on earth is it?!"

Seeing this scene, Kojima showed a surprised expression on his face.

But the classmate beside him looked at each other in dismay, and persuaded him: "Xiao Dao, it's just a breakup, 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 from his classmates, Kojima didn't show any 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 appears on my good wrist."

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

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

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

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

Although Kojima has tried his best to explain, but the students around him are unwilling to believe his reason.

After all, compared to these explanations.

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

……

"Mr. Tanaka?"

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 on it.

crunch--

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

Immediately afterwards, Tanaka, wearing a long-sleeved jacket, appeared in the art department. He wore a mask on his face and only his eyes were exposed under the glasses. He looked at Inoue at the door and said.

"Oh, Inoue, you're here."

Seeing Tanaka appearing in the art department, Inoue refrained from knocking on the door. Seeing Mr. Tanaka's pale face under the mask, he couldn't help but care.

"Mr. Tanaka, how is your body now? Is it better?"

"It's much better."

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

Stretching out his hand to support the glasses on the bridge of his nose, Tanaka looked down at Inoue in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "Next, we can continue to make more and more bodies."

(End of this chapter)