It's been almost a week since someone last jumped off a building to commit suicide.

I've been sleeping a lot these nights, and I'm often having nightmares. Occasionally, on the road, I heard other classmates talk about the boy who jumped off the building, and he seemed to have committed suicide because of too much pressure on his studies. Whenever I hear someone talk about him, I remember how hideous he was that morning.

I don't know if it was because I was frightened, but I couldn't concentrate well even when I was in the class teacher's class. In such a critical period, the head teacher's eyes were extremely sharp. The state of any of his classmates could not escape his eyes.

"He Yuxian, I will go to the office after evening self-study." The bell rang out happily at the end of class along with the sound of the old class. I was helpless, but I was extremely panicked. At this time, the old class is looking for me, and it must be no good thing. Seeing my depressed expression, Li Wan comforted me and said, "The old class should praise you." You think about how your grades have been steadily improving lately, what are you worried about? ”

After listening to her words, my heart seemed to be much more relaxed.

After the evening self-study class, I put my schoolbag on the desk and went to the office alone. As soon as I opened the office door, I saw the head teacher carefully writing notes.

I knocked on the door, and he looked up at me and motioned for me to come in.

I walked up to him with trepidation. There wasn't too much expression on the head teacher's face, and I don't know if he was angry or happy right now. I could only see the only tiredness on his face.

"You've improved a lot lately, so you have to keep it up." He said slowly.

I nodded.

"I've been paying attention to your class status lately, and I've noticed that you're a little distracted. Did you encounter something recently? He asked gently.

I don't know how to answer, but I can only say, "Maybe it's because I've been under a lot of pressure lately." Thank you for your concern for me. ”

He thought for a while, and then said: "It's normal to be stressful in the third year of high school, but you should also relax in moderation. I'm optimistic about you, keep up the good work! After that, he talked to me a lot. After about a long time, he looked at his watch and motioned for me to go back. Although he always keeps a straight face to us, he still cares about us very much.

When I got back to the classroom, I picked up my bag and was about to go out, but suddenly I noticed that there was another person in the classroom. He was dressed in black and sat in a window seat in the front row. At this time, he was looking out the window motionlessly.

I don't think he's from our class, but he looks so familiar, like the boy who jumped off a building and committed suicide. My heart was tense. But I pretended to be calm and pretended not to see anything. Suddenly, I felt like I heard a wind chime, very urgent, and very real. But before I could hear where it was coming from, the bell had stopped abruptly. At the same time, I seem to smell a familiar fragrance. However, my head is clear.

I walked out of the classroom quickly and was confronted by a security guard. He was short and dark-looking. His face looked fierce.

He glared at me and said fiercely, "It's so late, and you don't want to go home?" I'm closing the door soon! ”

I quickly explained, "I'm sorry, I was so late because of something just now."

He waved his hand in annoyance and motioned for me to hurry out. I'm actually a little confused. The security guard usually does not take the initiative to enter the building and lock the door, because at this time, some students will stay in the classroom for a while and write homework or something.

I was afraid that he would kill me again, so I fled the classroom as quickly as I could. When I got downstairs, I seemed to hear the wind chimes again. I always felt very real, as if someone was following me with wind chimes all the time. I looked back several times, but I didn't see anything.

The bloodstains in front of the school building have long been cleaned up. But every time I pass by, there is cold air blowing in my ears, as if someone is whispering in my ear. It's just that I can't hear clearly, and I don't dare to listen. I was scared and even felt like I needed to see a psychiatrist.

I covered my ears and flew home all the way. Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and probably no one will notice my peculiar behavior. When I got home, it was pitch black. My mother has been on a business trip these days, and I'm home alone. Suddenly, I missed my mother's nagging, and now I'm home alone, and I'm scared.

It was about one o'clock in the morning when I started to get sleepy. In a daze, I seemed to hear someone shouting at me.

"Can you do me a favor?" There was a faint sound behind him.

I jerked my head back, but I saw nothing. I thought I was hallucinating, so I didn't pay much attention to it, but fell asleep on the table in a daze.

"Can you do me a favor?" The voice was getting closer, but the tone was earnest.

I couldn't help but reply, "Okay."

"Can you help me find that black hat? You should have seen it. We met one night, do you remember?" The voice grew quieter and weaker.

"You're ......" I tried to turn my head to look at him, but I was lying on the table, unable to move.

"My name is Wang Ming. It's the guy who jumped off the building. I'm running out of time, tomorrow night is the deadline, please......" The voice faded away.

I asked tentatively, but there was no response.

When I woke up, I felt like my whole body was aching. When I looked at it, I realized that I had been lying on the table. It's just that just now, it seems that I had a very real dream. I don't know if it's true, but my gut tells me that I have to find the black hat......