Four

My actions startled Yan Yimu, and he immediately grasped my hand and asked with concern, "Are you alright, classmate?"

How wonderful it is to be alive, life is so precious, we cannot abandon it. No matter how painful it is to live, it is still living; if anyone thinks of death when faced with problems, then are there still people alive in this world? Moreover, why must you think of life and death in such a way? You may just be isolated and ridiculed, but that can actually be changed. I certainly do not want to cause a loss of life; whether this is a dream or another world, I cannot bear to see others commit suicide in front of me! Furthermore, why must you think of life and death in such a way? You may just be isolated and ridiculed, but that can actually be changed. I certainly do not want to cause a loss of life; whether this is a dream or another world, I cannot bear to see others commit suicide in front of me!

"By the way, classmate, we are in the same class, we are in the same class!" Yan Yimu's voice sounded softly from behind, but I paid no attention and quickly ran away.

"Nayuyingwu classmate, would you like to be friends with me?" Yan Yimu continued to look at me and asked

I turned my head towards the source of the sound, and oh my, that tall boy had features as exquisite as a sculpture, but at that moment, his hair looked like a bird's nest, and he was dressed in bright red and green clothes; even the most handsome face would appear dreadful in such a combination. He was lingering at the edge of the rooftop, seemingly contemplating jumping off.

Yan Yimu sighed heavily and said, "You are the first person to treat me well in all these years. Don't worry, I won't commit suicide in front of you, you can rest assured." Yan Yimu then took my hand and walked with me to the safe area in the center of the rooftop.

I... I have nothing much, I just remembered there are still some things I haven't done, and I'm quite tired today. How about we have the gathering another day? Next time, I will treat, to welcome He Mu. This time, you can accompany He Mu to dinner.

I nudged Xuanqing, pushing her next to Hemu: "You two should go eat, I'm heading home now, make sure to take good care of Xuanqing!" I winked at Hemu and then turned around to take a taxi and leave

"Pah, what do you mean by sending you off? Hurry up and get down!" I saw that he was already standing at the very edge of the rooftop, and I immediately ran while shouting, "Suicide is the most cowardly act; you cannot die!"

I am Yu Yingwu from Class 1, Year 1. Sigh, you definitely do not know me, and no one here knows me..." I said, feeling tearful without tears. Then I ran to the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the entire Delan. Have I entered a comic world? A comic world of my own creation?

Am I dreaming? I vigorously patted my own cheek and blinked hard, and then I saw the comic book glowing, a light purple glow, floating above the comic book like a wisp of smoke. I couldn't help but reach out to touch it, and immediately felt my sleeve being pulled by a force, and soon my body was involuntarily drawn away.

"Classmate Yu Yingwu, I think you are very beautiful and kind; you are truly my goddess." Yan Yimu got up from the ground, his eyes filled with a starlike glimmer.

"You also know how to compliment others." I glared at him with annoyance, then lowered my head in contemplation, wondering how I could leave this illusory world

I am fine... I withdrew my hand and replied in a harsh tone, how could it hurt? Is this not a dream? Have I really entered my own comic? What on earth is going on?

The genius wants to jump off the building, I am just here to enjoy the scenery! I pushed him up with both hands and feet, what bad luck, wherever I go, there is this annoying guy Yan Yimu!

In that case, Xiao Wu, you should take a good rest. Xuan Qing and I will go eat something. He Mu maintained a warm smile throughout.

"I am truly a failure for being alive; I should not be alive!" A boy's voice began to cry out

What exactly went wrong? Countless question marks are magnified in my mind. During the time the comic book was lost, what exactly happened?

"This is not my comic?" I stroked the comic book, the illustrations on it were so unfamiliar, yet this was clearly my comic book, this was clearly my style!

Classmate Yu Yingwu, do not do anything foolish, you just advised me! Yan Yimu thought I was going to jump off the building and pulled me hard. I lost my balance for a moment and fell onto him, and then we both fell to the ground.

Oh, you are so annoying, I am leaving! I deliberately avoided looking at his expression and turned to walk downstairs. The urgent matter is to find a way to go back!

"I don't think I've seen you before, which class are you in?" Yan Yimu seemed to completely disregard my poor attitude, wiping his face with his sleeve and continuing to ask me.

"Xiao Wu, what are you thinking about?" Xuan Qing noticed that I was lost in thought, walked over, and grabbed my arm to ask.

I know this is a good opportunity, and he has already been persuaded by me. I quickly ran over, grabbed his arm, and pulled him inside. The rooftop is really high; as I pulled Yan Yimu, I felt dizzy. This is just a dream, a dream, I won't fall! I kept comforting myself.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself standing on the rooftop of Delan Academy. How did I end up here? I looked up at the clear blue sky. Isn't it supposed to be night now? Am I dreaming while standing here?

Upon returning home, I immediately plunged into the bedroom and began to examine the comic book carefully.

How could this happen! I couldn't help but scream, my comic, it actually... it actually changed

Yan Yimu turned to look at me, his once sharp eyes now filled with confusion and indignation. He wiped his tears vigorously and said, "I didn't expect someone to accompany me for a while longer, classmate, thank you."

Yan Yi Mu lowered his head to look at his toes, his voice low and powerless: "What else can I do if I don't die..."

He Mu shared many amusing anecdotes from his studies abroad along the way, making Xuanqing laugh continuously. ... I looked at Xuanqing's flushed face and suddenly had a strange feeling; could it be that Xuanqing ... ? ... likes He Mu !

Yan Yimu seemed to be in a state of turmoil, his face contorted in distress. He halted his wandering steps, raised his head to gaze at the sky, and a tear rolled down his cheek.

Suddenly, it seems that I saw the characters from the comic moving, Yan Yimu, it is Yan Yimu! ... He seems to have lifted his head to look at me, his eyes filled with helplessness and grievance

Yan Yimu, what do you want to do! I shouted loudly, while realizing that this is not the real world, because this form of Yan Yimu only exists in my comic. However, I did not design a plot for him to commit suicide!

Although the artistic style is identical and the story is the same, the plot of the story is no longer as I depicted it. Moreover, there are many characters that I have not illustrated, and it more authentically restores the essence of Delan Academy. Yuan Yichen unexpectedly appears among them

"Oh, don't say such things anymore. The fact that you can get into Delan proves that you are very capable." I shook off his hand and comforted him while stroking my violently rising chest. If this were a dream, would it be too real? My heartbeat, my fear, I pinched my thigh, "It hurts!"

Through the rearview mirror, I saw two people walking side by side, the streetlights casting long shadows of the two. Behind them, the elongated shadows gradually merged into one, and I couldn't help but laugh.