She thought she had let go, agreeing with the quote she read in a book: The best of youth should be completely framed.
In fact, until she saw him today, she never had that clear thought.
But seeing him again, and the distance he showed, made her fascinated again because he seemed to have changed.
In fact, for Tan Wenbin, this was something inevitable.
In high school, while his peers were buried in their studies, he had already started dealing with corpses.
In university, while his classmates were busy pursuing the meaning of youth, he had long been in touch with life and death. Recently, he had even smashed someone’s head with a rock and single-handedly destroyed a nest of evil spirits.
The depth of life comes from breadth, not length. Those in college who could make money early and achieve financial independence through their capabilities often see their classmates as "children," let alone Tan Wenbin now.
It’s just that others rarely have this perception, but who asked Zhou Yunyun to always love reading him closely.
When you see him evolve from a reckless youth to a steady and then to a mature "uncle," you naturally want to get closer to him.
Even knowing there is no future, even if he shows distance again, you still can’t control yourself.
It’s foolish, yet addictive.
The water was ready, and Zhou Yunyun began washing the clothes.
As she was washing, a voice came from behind:
"Classmate, may I borrow the laundry soap?"
Zhou Yunyun was vigorously scrubbing, both hands pressing, and said: "Go ahead and take it."
The laundry soap by the sink was taken by a hand.
After a while, the sound of undressing came from behind.
Zhou Yunyun didn’t pay much attention, thinking perhaps they were just washing a dirty jacket.
"Shhrrrr... shhrrrr... shhrrrr..."
Next, came the dense sound of tearing, like tape being ripped.
Zhou Yunyun became curious, what exactly are you washing?
She turned around, looking behind her, the other person stood at the sink across from her, about ten meters away, not clearly visible.
"Classmate, where did you buy this laundry soap? It smells nice and works well."
"Just at the campus store."
"Shhrrrr... shhrrrr... shhrrrr..."
The tearing sound appeared again, and indistinctly, the actions of undressing could be seen.
Are you wrapping tape around your body?
Zhou Yunyun asked, "What are you washing?"
"There’s a lot of hair on my body, it’s dirty."
Zhou Yunyun paused, so, were they depilating?
Although surprised, people of all sorts were at the school, and she didn’t bother further.
After scrubbing and wringing out the clothes, Zhou Yunyun picked up the basin and asked, "Are you done with the laundry soap? I’m leaving."
"It’s done, take it."
Zhou Yunyun walked over, and upon getting closer, she could see a shadow in the dark inside, vigorously scrubbing the clothes.
The person seemed to be wearing very light clothing, as the edges couldn’t be seen.
Zhou Yunyun reached out and grabbed the laundry soap beside her, put it in her basin, then walked away.
Just as she stepped out of the washroom and under the hallway light, she was shocked to discover a pool of bright red blood on the clothes in her basin.
It’s normal for a girl to stain her clothes for physiological reasons, but the issue was, she had just washed these clothes.
And, most red was the laundry soap, which seemed to have absorbed blood, and was still bubbling with blood.
Zhou Yunyun instinctively looked back towards the sink, and just then, somehow, the previously faulty circuit connected again, the bulb inside flickered several times.
a person, with fresh blood underneath, spreading all around.
She stood by the sink, the area above her waist, from the lower abdomen, stomach, chest, neck, face, a large piece of skin, all had fallen into the sink.
her hands were vigorously scrubbing... her own skin.