Chapter 1: Fear
It was completely dark, but the teaching building of Chengyang No. 3 Middle School was still brightly lit.
In the classroom of Class 2 of the third year of high school, the head teacher Lao Wang is criticizing every student in a frenzy.
Because in the just-concluded monthly exam, the overall score of their class was once again the first in the whole grade.
"What kind of school are you going to go to? Do you still want to go to university with three or four hundred points?
It's a fart to take the exam, it's hard for you to get into the specialty.
Let me tell you, if you don't want to study, don't study it as soon as possible, not only will it be a waste of my time, but also a waste of your parents' money!
One by one, I know that it's useless to talk nonsense, I really don't want any face at all! ”
The head teacher, Lao Wang, stood on the podium and foamed, with a rich expression.
However, few of the students sitting below went to their hearts, and they were more or less absent-minded.
Especially Yan Tu, who is sitting in the penultimate row and by the window.
Class 2 is an ordinary class in the second year of high school, and there are not many people who can really settle down and study.
Yan Tu is one of the very few students who listen carefully in class and don't forget to review when they go home at night.
But in the past two days, Yan Tu has begun to become a little absent-minded.
Although he tried very hard to adjust his condition, he still couldn't keep his spirits up.
Especially when it comes to evening classes.
He was even more anxious in his heart.
It's as if there are countless ants, crawling on it.
As for why he is like this.
If you say the reason, many people may feel inexplicable.
Because he didn't want to go home.
Of course, many students will have thoughts about not wanting to go home at night.
I want to play outside with my classmates and desire to be independent like an adult.
However, Yan Tu's situation is different from them.
Because he didn't want to go home, out of an extreme fear.
It's as if his home is connected to hell, and there are countless demons and monsters that eat people.
He didn't know why he had suddenly become like this.
But every time it was getting dark, and he couldn't suppress the negative emotions in his heart when he thought that school was about to end.
He was really scared.
I was so scared that I wanted to run away from home.
Never go back to that home again.
The time on the electronic watch has come to 8:29.
In one minute, the evening class would be over and he would be back home.
Thinking of this, Yan Tu's face instantly lost blood, and his body couldn't stop trembling.
But no matter how much he didn't want to, the bell for school still rang on time.
It sounded like a heavenly voice to the ears of other students, but to him it was like the magic sound of hell.
Yan Tu lay on the table with all his strength, blocking his ears with both hands until the damn sound for him finally stopped.
As the head teacher left the class with a cold face, the students changed their previous lifelessness, and the classroom suddenly became lively.
After all, it is undoubtedly much more comfortable than sitting in the classroom boringly, being trained by the head teacher, lying on the bed at home, and eating the delicious meals cooked by the parents.
"Yan Tu, are you okay? It's out of school, so you're not leaving. ”
The students packed up their things very quickly and walked out of the class one after another.
There are only a few people, still grinding and loading things.
He Wei, as one of Yan Tu's sworn friends in the class, also discovered that his bad friend seemed to be a little abnormal today.
Hearing He Wei's inquiry, Yan Tu sat up in a cold sweat.
Then squeezed out a smile as much as possible, and replied to He Wei:
"It's okay, it's just that I don't feel a little comfortable in my heart."
"If you feel uncomfortable, you have to go to the hospital quickly, I went to the forum that day, and I saw a person posting that his 15-year-old brother died suddenly of a heart attack.
I'm not trying to scare you, but I'm not getting sick now like I used to be of all ages. ”
He Wei kindly reminded, but Yan Tu knew very well that he was not a problem with his heart, but with his heart, and to put it bluntly, it was a problem of mentality.
But this kind of thing, how can you say it?
"I'm just feeling a little depressed. Not as scary as you say. ”
"You're still depressed, because of what?"
"I can't tell you clearly." Yan Tu shook his head and did not confide his thoughts to He Wei.
Seeing that Yan Tu didn't say anything, He Wei's curiosity was hooked instead, and he asked urgingly:
"If you can't make it clear, you have to say it.
You say half of this, and leave half of it makes me feel bad.
Don't grind, hurry up and talk about what the situation is, and I can help you analyze it. ”
He Wei is the one with the most ideas among Yan Tu's friends, and he is willing to analyze everything, usually they ask the family for money, or find a way to come out to play, it is He Wei's ghost idea.
Hearing He Wei say this, Yan Tu had some difficulty telling this matter.
When He Wei learned that Yan Tu had become so desperate because he was afraid of going home, he was a little confused.
"What's there to be afraid of when you don't go home?
Can your parents still eat you? ”
"I don't know, I just don't want to go back, very, super don't want to go back."
Yan Tu regretted telling He Wei about this, because the other party obviously couldn't understand him.
"Did you have a fight with your parents?"
"Nope." Yan Tu shook his head.
"No, it's not a shame to say this, I don't quarrel with my parents every day, I feel bad."
"Not really. You should know that I would never do anything against my parents' wishes.
Not to mention arguing with them. ”
Yan Tu is a very obedient child at home, which He Wei knows very well.
Compared with those of them who often work against their parents, Yan Tu can really be said to be obedient, but although Yan Tu's parents are strict, they are also good to Yan Tu, but they have never heard Yan Tu say anything about his parents beating and scolding him.
"If you say that, I can't say anything.
Aren't there just your parents at home, and no one else?
Since you have no conflict with your parents, then you are afraid of a ghost!
Can't you stand being controlled by your parents, and you want to learn from me and Dawei to do something? ”
"I don't have that kind of thought.
I don't know why, I'm just scared to go home.
The thought of the word "homecoming" makes my whole body permeate with cold sweat.
And you know, every day when I come home, I feel very cold at home.
Even with a winter quilt, I don't feel any temperature.
And after I fall asleep, I feel numb all over my body, and my throat feels like it's been choked, almost suffocating. ”
The more Yan Tu spoke, the more fear on his face became, and He Wei had goosebumps when he heard it.
"Are you a ghost?"
"It's not. I didn't have a dream, I just felt that way as soon as I got home.
I'm not sure if it's psychological, or if it's neurotic. ”
"Did you tell your parents?"
Yes, but they didn't say anything.
In fact, even I found it very inexplicable.
Forget it, it's not too early, you better hurry home.
I'll go back too. ”
He Wei and Yan Tu's homes are in two diametrically opposite directions, so the two of them are not on the same path.
In the past, Yan Tu walked with a few other people.
But those people were not in the same class as him, and he had been in a bad state lately, and he had been hanging out every night until he had to go home, so he was extremely reluctant to go back.
So he didn't let anyone else wait for him.
Separated from He Wei, Yan Tu wandered aimlessly on the street like a ghost like a few days ago.
He didn't think he was afraid of his parents.
It's the house where his family lives.
But this makes no sense at all.
Because he had lived there for as long as he could remember, and he was not afraid before, how could he be afraid of being like this now.
He couldn't find the real cause of all this.
It was like an unsolvable problem in front of him.