Although it was daytime, because of the terrible legend, there were still no people here, and judging by the fallen leaves on the ground, I am afraid that even the cleaning staff rarely came.

Stepping on the rustling of fallen leaves, Ling Tian came directly to the door of the 606 dormitory.

The wooden door had become mottled with time, and the rusty lock was still hanging on the door, but the lock on one side had broken and was completely ineffective.

The small window next to it has long been devoid of glass, and the wooden planks block people's curious eyes.

"Squeak."

In the unpleasant friction sound, the wooden door was pushed open, the long-lost sunlight shone into the dark room, countless dust flew in the pillar of light, and some suffocating smell suddenly filled the nasal cavity.

This is the legendary 606 dormitory.

Dormitory 606 is about half the size of the average dormitory, and although the floor is covered with debris and dust, you can still see it at a glance.

Ling Tian opened the door wide and walked around twice to avoid the debris, and couldn't help frowning and stopping.

There were no traces of human activity on the thick dust on the ground, and if he and Sun Jiao had really been here, it would be impossible not to leave traces.

"What's going on? What went wrong? ”

He thought with some uncertainty, after all, he had encountered too many reversal things, and when he encountered something, his first reaction was to think about whether there was a possibility of reversal.

"I'm overthinking it, too."

He smiled self-deprecatingly, his gaze falling on the wall on one side.

There was originally a yellowed poster pasted there, but when I was walking around just now, I accidentally touched a warped corner, and the poster that lost its stickiness suddenly fell down, revealing a wall with a different color from the surrounding one.

Ling Tian walked over in a few steps, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"It's already weird to have a poster in the utility room, but I didn't expect there to be such an awesome painting behind the poster."

Indeed, there is a painting on the wall where the poster has fallen off.

It was a pencil drawing, and a few strokes outlined a ** girl, that action, appearance, looked extremely attractive, and there were traces of frequent friction on sensitive parts.

This painting is indeed awesome, so awesome that Ling Tian almost didn't dare to look at it directly.

Uncle, what kind of disgruntled brother is this?

After a while, the talent came back to his senses in amazement and looked at the text in the upper right corner of the picture.

Not to mention, I just looked at the painting, and I really didn't find the shallow handwriting.

When I looked closer, my face suddenly darkened.

It's all in foreign languages, so it's a bully.

Try to distinguish, except for you, I have two words, there is only one love, if the three are connected together, he can still recognize it, but the only three words he knows are separated by a lot of words, which is embarrassing.

After thinking about it, Ling Tian took out his mobile phone and used the online translation to enter the letters little by little.

Because he was too focused, he didn't notice that the eyes of the girl on the wall in the two-dimensional painting style turned and looked directly at him.

"Whew, it's finally good."

Typing the last letter, Ling Tian let out a long breath and was about to press the translation button, but the screen of his mobile phone suddenly flickered and shook violently.

"Damn, I didn't fall, why is this like this again."

Ling Tian habitually shook his mobile phone, and it was not the first time that he had struck with the goods in his hand.

As before, the phone quickly returned to normal, except that all the letters that had just been typed were gone.

Depressed exited the interface, planning to take a photo for a friend to help see.

But as soon as he withdrew, his hand suddenly stopped.

The mobile phone interface, which was supposed to be cute, has become a familiar picture, a girl drawn in pencil.

The girl painted on the wall actually appeared in the interface of her phone.

Ling Tian subconsciously looked at the wall, and was suddenly stunned again, the paintings on the wall had disappeared without a trace, and even the words were completely gone, and the wall that looked white and clean because of the poster's cover had also become the same as other places, covered with dust.

"Interesting."

Her eyes fell back on her phone, and the girl on it was shy, covering her sensitive parts, but her eyes were looking at the wall that should have been painted on the side with nostalgia.

Ling Tian didn't move, but instead pointed the phone screen at the wall, as if he wanted the other party to see more clearly.

A few minutes later, Ling Tianfang took back his phone and teased, "Reluctant? Why don't you want to run inside my phone? This is what you painted, it's really good, I see it all spring. ”

The girl on the phone frowned, then her vivid eyes turned to the door, a hint of pain and hesitation on her face.

Ling Tian sensitively discovered this and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" Don't want to go out? ”

The girl ignored it, but closed her eyes, looking resigned to her fate, but her body began to tremble, showing her inner unpeace.

Ling Tian also frowned, and couldn't help but shake his phone: "Speak." ”

The girl on the phone shook violently with Ling Tian's hand, still not making a sound.

Looking at the long hair that had become messy, Ling Tian was also speechless.

"Okay, forget it, stay in my phone, brother will take you out for a walk."

Saying that it was a turn, Ling Tian went back to the dormitory directly, and he still remembered some of it, he wanted to write down the letters he saw, maybe he could understand some of the contents.

As for the mobile phone, he was really embarrassed, how could he still make a phone call in his ear.

In the bedroom, Ling Tianzheng was scratching his ears and cheeks, although he had read the letters for a long time and typed them again, it was really difficult for him to remember the illogical order.

"Damn, that's it, can you see?"

Brought the phone close to the paper full of letters, but unfortunately, did not get any information, since going out, the girl on the phone has been closed her eyes, and until now she has not opened them.

"Alas, forget it, forget it, I'll do it myself."

Half an hour later, he really couldn't think of anything else, so Ling Tian took a photo of the paper full of letters and sent it to a friend.

In the midst of the other party's scolding, a message was soon sent back.

It's a pity that I remember too few things, looking at the few inexplicable words in my hand, the black line on Ling Tian's end.

"Fear, love, underworld, pain, pain, pain."

It's not that he's repeating, the translation text sent by a friend, there are three pains, and when I ask, I understand that although a few different words are used, they all express the meaning of pain, and the intensity is still very high.

After reading a few words over and over for a long time, Ling Tian could only rely on fantasy analysis, the existence in the 606 dormitory was very likely to be an otaku, and then he was often bullied, so he hid in the utility room at that time, and did not dare to go out at all, so he could only draw a girl on the wall to comfort himself.

Even in the end, the presence in the cell phone has already germinated suicidal thoughts, or even suicide.

After telling her analysis to her phone, the girl on the phone not only did not react, but her trembling state disappeared.

Damn, what a god reaction this is.