Is It Crazy to Change Schools Until Your Sophomore Year of High School?

Evening self-study at Shengyu Middle School never ends. When Su Yu received the text message "obey the school rules or you will be asked to go to the Academic Affairs Office by the students on duty" on the first day he transferred to another school, he knew that the damn game had begun again. The pale red inkstone mark on the wrist is hot, the eyeless white dress is reflected in the glass window of the old teaching building, and the rule "No turning back" is written in blood on the blackboard. He tightened his grip on the utility knife in his sleeve, but paused when he caught Xie Yan's sight - the vice president of the student union, who always ranked first, was tapping a notebook full of taboos with his fingertips, and there was the same mark on his wrist. One is a veteran player who breaks down the game with madness and is so paranoid about the things he cares about that he scratches his palms. The other is a calm and strong man who uses logic to calculate all the risks but only allows him to go crazy. When the "untrustworthy" school rules collided with the blurred eyebrows in the old photos, and when Xie Yan's rules anchored Su Yu's mirror image of the rules, the two hedgehogs finally bit the cracks in the rules and left traces of symbiosis. "From now on, you can only settle accounts with me." "Okay." This is a game, and it is also a missing person's notice for three lifetimes.