I quickly left here, and when I got back to school, I cried for almost two hours in my dorm bed, probably too loudly. The www.biquge.info of the pen and fun pavilion also heard the next door scolding, "What are you crying in the middle of the night, you want to scare people to death." ”

I was too scared to cry so loudly anymore, and for the first time in my old age, I felt pathetic. I kept silently saying in my heart: everything will be fine, everything will be fine.

At dawn, all I could think about was the boy and the ballpoint pen next to my pillow. I thought all night, including what the hell was going on on the fourth floor of the library. I think I have to figure out what all this is going on first, and nothing else matters.

An unfamiliar number kept calling my mobile phone, I knew it was Xiaojie, and she changed to a new number since she became famous. I felt upset, so I turned off my phone, collected my mood, and headed for the old library.

I had a vague sense of unease, especially at the thought that if I hadn't seen him in the library and he had disappeared from now on, I might feel that there would be one less regret in my life, perhaps the greatest regret.

I was nervous, I blamed myself, I should have confessed when I saw him, otherwise this mess would not have happened.

When I got to the library, I was still nervous to death. Downstairs around the stone pillar in front of the door as if I had fallen into an evil spirit, I was originally a critic of the school, until I was surrounded by a group of people who realized it.

I looked at their dull eyes, and hurriedly went upstairs, and when I came to the third floor, in the reading room, the old place I usually sat in, was empty. But I seemed to see a figure, sitting there every day like a fool and peeking outside. I couldn't help but laugh, I had waited for it, and it was beautiful to remember it again.

I stayed for a while before I went up the stairs to the fourth floor, and strangely, with every step I took, I always felt that he would suddenly appear in front of me. This feeling is both panic and happiness.

But at the top, I was surrounded by a locked door the size of two fists, as if a beast had been locked inside.

I went downstairs and asked the teacher in the reading room what was going on on the fourth floor. She seemed to recognize me, too, and reluctantly said, "I don't know." "I had to knock on the door of the librarian's office.

After a long time, a dull male voice said, "Please come in." ”

When I went in, I saw another person who looked like a female teacher, but she was more like the curator's wife when she talked to the curator.

"What for?" The curator asked lazily.

"Teacher, I'm Han Xiyu from the Music Department of Class 3028, and I want to ask a question."

"Knowing that you are Han Xiyu, you are pretending to be a ghost in our school, didn't Zhang Wei inform you of your expulsion?"

He said the name of our homeroom teacher, and I said, "Teacher, I don't know anything about the haunting, and I don't want to say anything about homosexuality." What I want to ask has nothing to do with it......"

"Unrelated? What do you want to ask? Don't stay with me for too long. My wife is still pregnant. ”

I paused and asked, "Excuse me, what is the fourth floor of our library for?" Why is that door locked so tightly? What's inside? ”

"Why do you ask this?" The curator suddenly grimaced.

"It's nothing, it's just curiosity, because I often come here to read......"

"See how to pretend to be a ghost book? Can you get rid of your negative press quickly? ”

"Please, teacher, tell me, what's going on on the fourth floor? Did something happen? ”

"Nothing has happened!" The curator suddenly stood up and slapped the table with great emotion, and his wife trembled with fright.

I pretended to be calm, looking at the curator's expression motionlessly, and I knew that there must be something hidden in this. I smiled and said, "Teacher, I'm just curious, you get rid of it, I'll go back to deal with my negative news." ”

After I went out, I wandered around the library for a while and asked my aunt who was sweeping the floor, but she said that she had only been here for a few days and didn't know anything about the situation.

Before leaving, I went to the fourth floor again, and the door was still locked, but it was strange, I remember that it was a new lock, but now it is a big rusty lock.

I looked up the news about the fourth floor of the library on the Internet, and strangely enough, all the information about the fourth floor of our school library was deleted. It's as if someone knows I'm going to look it up.

I don't believe in such evil things. I didn't care anymore, as long as I saw people on campus, I would go up and ask questions about the fourth floor of the library, and after most of the day, I was ridiculed and abused by countless people, but no one would tell me about it. I also asked the security guards at the school gate, they were a little older, and I thought they knew something, but they, as well as the older people in the school, either ignored me at all, or looked at me and hurried away, as if I was afraid that I would infect them with some disease.

It was only then that I really realized that I had completely lost face in school, and no one would accept me anymore.

And soon there were new rumors at the school that I was stressed out because of my openly gay identity, and I had serious mental problems, pretending to be a ghost to scare people.

I had already seen the news on my computer, and they probably didn't believe it when I said it, but the news came out a few days ago. It was made up at the time, but now it looks like the prophecy has come true.

I had nowhere else to go, and I couldn't go to class normally. It's not just homosexuality, neuroticism, pretending. There is another one, that is, everyone thinks that I am Xiaojie's girlfriend, Xiaojie is currently very popular in the entertainment industry, maybe her songs are very good, so most people are criticizing and scolding me. They all say that my pervert has made Xiaojie miserable.

To be honest, I never took these things to heart, but when I went back to my dorm again, I had a feeling that I was about to suffocate, and I felt like the whole world was weighing on my back.