The building was clearly old, with a faint glow from the old light bulbs and a hard view of the stairs ahead.

Chen Ziqi walked up for a while, and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable for a while.

"Xinyi, where are you?"

She tried to look forward, but all she could see was half of the staircase hidden by the darkness, and the shouts seemed to be swallowed up in the silence.

After climbing another floor, she gasped and stopped, making out the floor signs, only to realize that she had reached the fifth floor.

Daringly, she carefully walked around the hallway and noticed that some of the classroom equipment looked brand new, except for dust and a small amount of uncleaned garbage.

I don't know why it was abandoned, maybe it has something to do with what Xinyi said is weird......

After a moment of wandering thoughts, she walked to the end of the floor and found a glass window.

The surface of the glass was covered with a layer of stains and looked dirty, but at least it was clear how it was outside.

It looks like it's going to get dark soon, so let's send a message to contact Xinyi.

However, when she lowered her head and turned on the screen of her phone, she felt a heavy tap on her right shoulder, and a figure flashed in her afterglow.

She was shocked, took a step back and turned to look, but saw Gu Xinyi's smiling face.

"Haha, I'm scared."

Chen Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, but asked, "By the way, you haven't said why this building has become one of the seven oddities." ”

Gu Xinyi took out the flashlight she was carrying, pushed open the door that was hidden next to her, and shone it inside before she said:

"Then the story will be long."

While looking at the plaster statue that looked like a real person under the white light, Chen Ziqi listened to her description: "This building used to have five consecutive weeks, and every week there were cases of students jumping off the building to commit suicide...... A lot of people say there are ghosts here. ”

Phantom? For some reason, Chen Ziqi thought of the white shadow he saw when he didn't enter the building, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of indescribable coldness in his heart.

"So is this building abandoned?"

At this time, they finished looking at the studio and walked out.

Gu Xinyi bowed: "Originally, this building had just been built, and it was a pity that it was abandoned like this, but then it didn't make a classroom, and I contacted someone who wanted to rent it out, but I didn't talk about the achievements and had an accident again." ”

"What's the matter?"

Just when Gu Xinyi was about to answer, she suddenly found that a white figure flashed through the window, which was the kind of falling posture.

"Did you see that? It looks like someone fell down there. ”

Chen Ziqi saw her stop and looked in the direction she was staring, and the scenery presented by the glass window was the same as just now.

Gu Xinyi, who was still in high spirits, looked at Chen Ziqi's puzzled eyes, didn't speak, and directly pulled her towards the staircase.

"What's wrong, what happened before?"

Going down the stairs is much faster than going up the stairs, and the tension is always around Chen Ziqi.

Whether it's because of Gu Xinyi's look or what she really sees.

"The man was supposed to be facing in this direction."

Gu Xinyi muttered, looked in one direction, and frowned.

"What's the matter, you hurry up."

"I just saw someone jumping, no...... It should have been pushed down. ”

But there was nothing in front of him, nothing.

……

The white skirt swayed, and in his eyes, the whiteness was suddenly magnified, until the afterglow after her became a superfluous background......

The woman's right hand pointed at him at the same point.

The gaze focused on him was the killing intent he was most familiar with.

It is pure, without any malicious killing intent......

As he silently searched for the source of this power, the next moment, without warning, his head shook as if he was dizzy, and his whole body fell forward.

This is my main battleground.

Of course, the woman had such a reason to be sure.

She was the first person to die in this building.

Through her calling, it is her power.

Around her, five young girls emerged one by one, constantly floating in the air, with heartfelt expressions of joy on their faces.

It is the feeling of yearning for the sky and being attached to the sky.

Come on, come with us, go fly, go fly, go fly, fly fast......

He didn't move again, except for the first time.

The force was like a madman, trying to pry open his mind and violently shove it into what it wanted to put.

It's just that he cleverly avoided it.

The woman began to feel intimidated, understanding that this level of hinting could not cause trouble for her opponent.

A stronger, solidified concept is needed.

People are born with a desire to fly, and when they look down from the sky, there is always a sense of fear from that viewpoint.

Is it fear of the sky, or is it fear of the fact that people can't fly?

In that case, it would be better to say 'you're flying' instead.

If the simple implication of 'you're flying' is 'you're flying', 'you're flying' is the inherent impression.

But just before that, he raised his blade.

The sky in front of him darkened, and when the last bit of light fell, it was time for him to belong.

He understood why she chose this place, but she wouldn't understand the point of his promise.

Without having to judge with both eyes, he also knew what to do next.

Chest...... It's the chest.

He had just confirmed the location of the sniper when an impulse surged through his heart.

Flying, flying yourself. With a longing for the sky, an escape from reality......

Detachment from gravity, detachment from the earth, constant flight. Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

"Jokes."

As he spoke, his face full of cold mockery.

Yearning?

Since the age of ten, he has stopped having this thing.

He didn't even have the obsession to survive, how could he have such a conjecture.

Then, his empty left hand opened, as if it were an invisible pull, and the women and girls who were in mid-air shortened the distance between him and him.

It's like a school of fish caught in a net, even if it struggles hard, it still can't escape the fate of being pulled back to land.

The woman's face changed suddenly, and this time she used all her strength to shake his will.

It was the murmur of several different female voices overlapping into one voice.

'Fall! ’

Completely ignoring such resentment, he replied lightly:

"You're going to fall."

He then stabbed the blade into the chest of the woman who was quickly pulled down.

It was a feeling of déjà vu that made him feel like he had cut into the cream and didn't sink into the handle without any obstruction.

The assassin let out a short shout, and the world came to a standstill.

There was no blood spilled, not on the blade, not on her wounds.

The woman rolled her eyes and looked at the sky.

How nice it would be if you could really fly, fly over the clouds and look up at the sky......

Through the link of consciousness, he read the sentence.

Soon, the power left his mind like a low tide.

He drew his knife, and she spasmed slightly at the impact, and stopped moving.

This time it's the real death.

Dropping her down at will, he watched her posture quietly.

The hair no longer flutters, and the white clothes fall into the darkness with the wind, and there is no longer the original beautiful demeanor.

He suddenly remembered the white paper kite he had seen before, and finally broke quietly like this.

Then he left the roof, leaving behind the figures of the girls who were still floating.