Many times, Wen Er felt that he was a spectator in Lu Xun's pen when he was a student, indifferent, helpless and pathetic. But there was one thing that shocked her soul a lot, and that was when the second semester of the second year of junior high school was about to end.

That night, everything was as usual, Wen Er and Ye Zi paced back to the bedroom after the evening self-study, laughing and playing for a while, and when it was time to turn off the lights, they lay down and fell asleep peacefully.

Suddenly, there was a noisy boiling sound from downstairs in the dormitory, and this agitation spread throughout the dormitory building. At about 10 o'clock, the lights in each of the dormitories were turned back on, and they got up from their beds, opened the door of the dorm and walked out into the hallway to find out, only to find that everyone else was asking what was going on.

"I've heard of the dead!" Someone deliberately lowered his voice and said, but he couldn't hide the shock and fear in his tone.

"Where are the dead?"

"Who died?"

"Is it in our school?"

"High school?"

……

The chatter began one after another, gradually filling the entire aisle.

"Err, do you think what they say is true? Why does it sound so scary! Ye Zi tightened his coat and suddenly felt a chill rise from his body, which was extremely unusual in the weather in May and June.

"I don't know, but maybe it's fake, how can there be dead people in the school! It should be spread randomly. ”

In Wen'er's only ten years of cognition, he always thinks that the word death is very far away from his life, even if he has had the experience of escaping death, but the memory of his childhood is no longer clear, and all that can be left is endless dreams.

"Alright, alright, everyone go back to sleep, don't come out again!"

The loud voice of the dormitory manager drifted to the corners of the fourth floor, no wonder the noise from the first to the third floor could not be heard at this time, it seemed that they had all been suppressed and returned to the cage.

At this moment, although it is the dead of night and everything in the world is in darkness, it seems that everyone's heart is stirring and faintly uneasy.

"Did you sleep?"

Xiao Qianqian, who returned to the dormitory at the latest, spit out a sentence into the dark air, breaking the quiet atmosphere of the 412 bedroom.

"Can't sleep." Wen Er and Da Qianqian immediately responded.

"I'm dazed and almost asleep, but it's almost hot, hey~"

In fact, the leaves had been tossed and turned several times on the bed, and the hard bed had already "squeaked, squeaked" for a long time.

"Nope."

Du Fei also spoke up. It seems that everyone was frightened by the terrible rumors tonight, but they also wanted to find out the truth with great curiosity. This kind of psychology is the same as watching a ghost movie, even if you are terribly scared in your heart, you can't stand the inner impulse and the unique pursuit of excitement.

"I just ran downstairs to inquire, guess what I heard?" Xiao Qianqian's voice was particularly ethereal and trembling in the silent space.

No one made a sound, as if they were waiting for an answer.

"They said someone had jumped off the roof of the school building."

"What! Who? Ye Zi exclaimed. The others also looked incredulous and raised their heads.

"It's a girl in the third year of junior high school."

"Why did she jump?"

"When did you jump off? Was it just now? Da Qianqian asked urgently.

"Yes, it's about half an hour after our evening self-study." Xiao Qianqian tried her best to convey the news she heard to her roommates.

"It's impossible, isn't Uncle Liu, the doorman, going to inspect the entire teaching building?" Du Fei raised his own questions. As the last person in the class to lock the door and leave, her question was reasonable.

"She- she's hiding in the toilet." The trills in Xiao Qianqian's tone became more obvious at this time, and she seemed to cry with a little fear.

"What do you say! She won't hide in the women's bathroom all the time! Ye Zi couldn't believe it.

"It's horrible! Uncle Liu usually makes sure that the lights in all areas are turned off before leaving the teaching building, is she really staying in the dark toilet all the time~"

Wen Er's mind already had such a strange picture in his mind at this moment, and his thoughts quickly hooked up some ghost stories that happened in the toilet that he had heard before. It's chilling and creepy to think about.

"They said she waited for Uncle Liu to leave and there was no one in the teaching building, then walked to the top of the fourth floor and jumped down from it at once."

"She's dead?" Du Fei had already sat up, rested his head on his curled knees, and asked softly.

"They said she was dead, but no one knew for sure because no one had ever gone to the school building to see her."

By now, Xiao Qianqian has finished telling all the information she knows.

For a long time, dormitory 412 fell into an atmosphere of silence, and only the sound of everyone's unsteady breathing could be heard, hinting at the impact of this unquiet night on everyone.

The next morning, everyone came to the teaching building early as if they had made an appointment in advance.

But nothing.

What Wen Er saw was still a warm and bright sunshine, a blue and bright sky, and a normal face for Uncle Liu.

She paused slightly at the door of the teaching building, perhaps to prove the truth of the horrific thing she had heard last night, and she looked around carefully, but found no unusual or change.

But no matter how hard people try to cover it up, there will always be a time when the truth of the world will emerge, without being dominated or intimidated by any external force.

"Err, have you heard? The girl who jumped off the building didn't die. Ye Zi ran over to gossip with Wen'er in high spirits during the recess.

"I know."

Wen Er not only knew that the girl who jumped off the building late at night did not die, but broke a pair of legs, and from then on she would have to spend the rest of her long life in a wheelchair. She also knew that the school had ended up paying a large amount of money to the girl's family and expelling a teacher.

This teacher teaches science to girls, and he was in charge of watching night self-study that night, and during the wandering, he found that the girl had been hiding her hands under the table and secretly playing with her mobile phone and texting. The teacher actually "meddled" and pulled the girl's sleeve to give a reminder signal.

Later, according to the girl's "confession" to the outside world, the science teacher insulted herself and made her feel ashamed in her heart, so she couldn't think of jumping from the fourth floor. In the whole "confession" of true feelings, there is no mention of mobile phones. Those adults and saints who scolded the teacher for their degenerate, obscene, and wolf-hearted teachers naturally ignored this unworthy cause.

As for the teacher's final situation? It wasn't until he graduated from junior high school that Wener inadvertently mentioned that ordinary teachers had become bankrupt because of compensation and were no longer allowed to engage in the teaching profession for the rest of their lives. And the girl who was hurt both mentally and physically naturally had to receive all kinds of protection and preferential treatment from the outside world, so she transferred to another school and continued her academic career.

In this matter, which is right and which is wrong, which is evil and which is good, naturally let others say it for themselves. For unrelated people, this is nothing more than an after-dinner conversation at that time, and no matter how serious it is, it only causes everyone to sigh, that's all.

Everyone has his own way of life, the world is unpredictable, what is fair, what is justice, who can define it? Who will administer justice in this world?