I'm going to die.

Do you believe it?

If it were me a year ago, I would have thought that I was mentally ill and would actually say something like this. But now that I have said something like this, and I am not mentally ill, tomorrow is the day I die, or in other words,

Twelve o'clock tonight.

I tried my best to act as if nothing happened today and my life was as usual. But when most people are not dead, they will imagine 10,000 things to do on the last day before they die. They are all imagined.

When the time comes when you know you only have one day left to live, you will definitely not want to do anything because you are not in the mood.

Although I am not in the mood at all today, I want to do something useful before I die. I want to record my bizarre experiences.

The strange thing started a year ago. At that time, when I was in high school, I didn’t feel like I was going to die, and I felt very good. One day it was cloudy, it was very cloudy, it was like the whole sky was dark.

It feels like it's going to crush you to death. It rained heavily that day, the thunder was loud, and the lightning was even bigger. After every lightning bolt pierced the dark clouds in the sky, you could see a group of people covering their ears in unison.

It was such a day. I finally returned to my dormitory at noon. It was raining heavily. I was a sophomore in high school at that time. One advantage of my second year in high school is that in our school, students who are not seniors can go back to the dormitory to take a nap at noon. But it rained heavily that day.

My roommates didn’t go back. They said they could just lie down on the table in the classroom and take a nap. But I couldn’t. I had to go back to the dormitory because I had express delivery.

It didn't rain that morning, and the class after the running exercise was a math class. Originally, my responsibility as a math class representative was to sleep in class, but during that class, the math teacher was frothing on the blackboard and I was underneath.

I was so sleepy that I dreamed that when I was punishing rape and eliminating evil in Gu Long’s martial arts novels, a strong vibration from my pants suddenly pulled me out of my mind.

The world of seeking pleasure was brought back to the classroom. I was shocked. I thought it was the Songyang Iron Sword that pierced my thigh. But in fact, a phone call came. You know that high school students are not allowed to bring mobile phones, so

It vibrated and really scared me to death, but fortunately the teacher didn't hear it. I quickly pressed the phone and wondered who was playing the prank.

But the phone kept vibrating several times during that class, so I had to press it and then go to the bathroom to answer the phone until the end of get out of class.

"Hello, did you call me?"

"Hello, I am a courier from ZTO. Please go to the back door of the school to pick up the courier."

"What? I didn't buy anything online? Did you mail it by mistake?"

"No way, isn't your name Umu?"

I said yes, and then he reported my mobile phone number again, and it was correct. Oh my god, what the hell, I didn't buy anything! I said I can't make it to class now, let's go to noon, why don't you leave it in the mail room?

But he insisted on asking me to sign for it in person, and said he would wait for me at the back door at 12 noon.

The school is under closed management and you are not allowed to go out, so if the express delivery is not left in the mail room, you have to go to the back door to sign for it through the iron railing.

Then I had no choice but to agree. Unexpectedly, it started raining heavily before half past eleven. It rained and thundered. God was just playing tricks on me. But I thought it was raining so heavily that I couldn’t keep the courier waiting for too long, so I didn’t even have food.

I didn’t eat. After class at noon, I hurriedly held a semi-disabled umbrella and went to the back door to pick up the express delivery. After picking up, of course I went back to the dormitory first, because the dormitory is close to the back door. Maybe I would take a nap and the rain would stop, and I would be back in class in time.

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The express delivery was very light. It was a rectangular cardboard box. I didn’t know what was inside. I signed it quickly and ran to the dormitory. When I walked to the back door, I was already soaked like a drowned dog. Of course, the reason why I became a drowned dog was not because of me and

What does the dog have to do with it? It’s my umbrella

The umbrella ribs were always blown outward by the wind, turning it into a funnel to catch the rain. Then every time I turned the umbrella back, I would get soaked. I even thought that maybe I wouldn't be so miserable if I didn't hold an umbrella, so

I didn't have a chance to open the package until I went back to my dormitory.

Anyway, until I opened the courier, I felt that I had memorized it that day. If I knew that I would memorize it even more after I opened the courier, I would never have opened it. I swore that I would throw that thing away.

But I didn't throw it away that day, and opened the express delivery.

I will never forget how big a bolt of lightning flashed in the sky the moment I opened the package. Then I peeled off the rectangular paper shell with a rumble of thunder, but it turned out that there was a mask inside.

Ordinary masks, white, completely white, with holes for eyes, nose, and mouth, and elastic straps. For example, you can see this kind of mask at a very ordinary street dance performance.

What's going on? I admit that I studied hiphop for a month during the summer before I entered high school, but my physical coordination was as limited as my IQ. I ate everything I learned at KFC that summer.

, the rest except the basic

I almost don’t know how to move anymore, but who gave this to me? Could it be that someone from the dance class last year gave it to me? Impossible, I haven’t seen them since. Could it be when I was learning hip-hop?

Ordered for myself? Impossible, I didn’t even know how to use Taobao at that time.

No matter, it's just a broken mask anyway, just put it in the cabinet. I put this thing at the bottom of the cabinet, then put the school's "tofu block" quilt on the stool, threw my dirty quilt on the bed, and got into bed

Went to sleep.
Chapter completed!