"You look like you're tired, could it be that you were cheated last night?" One of the girls poked me as she poked me, using her closed eyes to make out a laugh. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I raised my head, drooped my eyelids, slowly turned my head away, and said expressionlessly, "You don't know what kind of pain I have experienced, ignorant little girl." ”

"Okay, you are serious, the dark circles under your eyes are so deep, something must have happened, don't you feel good every time you come back all night? What's the matter today, was it beaten up? Or was the money stolen? Song asked curiously, her eyes flashing in anticipation of my answer, as if it was something interesting that would make her happy for a day.

"Me! Hit the ghost. I looked directly into her eyes, and told the truth very solemnly, and then I myself was amused by myself first, seeing Song Youran's expression that couldn't help laughing, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, sure enough, no one would believe it, which is why I laughed at myself: I know that no one will believe it, why should I say it?

"Don't lie to me, be honest, what's the hell in the world? Don't say I'll pull your ears! So you can't sleep! Sure enough, Song Youran replied, I no longer paid attention to the inexplicable sense of loss, looked at the beauty in front of me, and said helplessly: "Don't believe it, when I wanted to eat in the middle of the night, I touched something similar to meat sauce from a bag of potato chips, the surface of the thing was full of blood, and the inside of the package was full of blood, whether you believe it or not, the package was sealed before and had not been torn apart, but the meat sauce-like thing was definitely artificial or... The ghost put it in, and then I remembered, when I went to the toilet, I saw a red plastic bag, and I felt very strange at the time, until it happened, I realized that there might really be something bad in it, and sure enough, I opened it in front of everyone in the Internet café and saw that it was full of blood and flesh. ”

Song Youran's little face turned white, and he said in disbelief: "Really? Don't lie to me. ”

"Liang Zhiqiang is here, I don't believe you asked him to go, okay, now you know why my body is hollowed out, right?" I added in my heart, in fact, it's not over yet! I was almost killed by a ghost after that, but with the lessons of the past, I didn't plan to talk about this part, and I wouldn't believe it, and even if I did, it would just be one more person who was scared.

However, what I never expected was that Song Youran actually behaved very calmly, and even, even a little excited!

"Really! It's great, I've never encountered anything like this in my life, it's so exciting! Why don't you take me to that Internet café tonight? Seeing her excitement, I was convinced of her rough nerves: "You have a sick brain, right?" The police probably blocked the Internet café a long time ago, not to mention whether you can enter or not, even if you can get in, you are not afraid that there is something unclean hidden inside? Or is that the murderer doing it, and you are not afraid that the murderer will target you? ”

"Hmph, stingy, of course this girl won't be afraid, if you don't take me, I'll go find Liang Zhiqiang!"

"Hehe, you can do whatever you want, don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes." I smiled and said that she was not annoyed, but responded with a smile.

Speaking of Liang Zhiqiang, classmate Liang, now that class is about to start, the classroom is basically full, why hasn't the kid arrived yet? Even if class starts a little late on Saturday, he is not afraid of being caught being late?

Finally, a few seconds before the class bell rang, Lao Liang rushed in from outside the door with a strong wind, and when he saw the Chinese teacher who had been standing on the podium for a long time, his expression froze, but the Chinese teacher said kindly: "Hurry back to your seat, it's time for class." ”

The Chinese teacher is an uncle in his forties, and he treats people very gently, compared to the menopausal tyrannosaurus rex of the math teacher, he is simply a bodhisattva-like person.

After class, Liang Zhiqiang walked to the seat in front of me with a pale face, and the owner of the seat went to the toilet after class, leaving room for Lao Liang.

Without waiting for me to start talking to him, Song Youran, who was sitting next to me, asked softly with a warm smile on his face: "Classmate Liang Zhiqiang, I heard that you encountered a very bad thing in the Internet café last night?" ”

"Huh? Listen to what this kid says, right? Nothing! Liang Zhiqiang couldn't help but be attracted by Song Youran's smile, and directly threw down the few words he wanted to say to me, and talked with Song Youran, okay, I have to say, she still has a considerable degree of charm, but this charm... I don't have a cold, not to mention that behind this charm is a heart that is dead, so I have nothing to say.

Who knows, after listening to Song Youran's description as if he had experienced it himself, Liang Zhiqiang actually showed a bewildered expression, "Eh, we haven't encountered this kind of thing?" ”

Ha? Forgot about it so quickly? I sensed something was wrong, it was absolutely impossible to forget it in such a short period of time, but he really didn't seem to know anything.

Song Youran looked at me with an unkind face, a hand had slowly touched up, ready to pinch my ear, I didn't care about being angry with her now, I hurriedly asked Lao Liang: "Your brain is not bad, right?" You forgot all about what happened a few hours ago? ”

Lao Liang shook his head, his face became strange, and he lowered his voice and said: "Don't talk about those who have or don't, you listen to me, something very bad happened to me." ”

"Could it be that you've hit a ghost?" I said.

"Hey, you guessed it, yes! I dreamed that I was walking in a small alley, and something was following me, and it was still far away at first, and as I walked, all of a sudden, it hit the back of my head! I immediately understood that this thing was definitely a ghost, and I ran and ran and ran until I didn't feel so scary, I stopped, and then I looked back again. ”

"Say, why don't you say it?" Liang Zhiqiang suddenly stopped, and Song Youran, who was listening attentively, urged, I am more and more sure that Lao Liang was also haunted by that ghost, but his approach is not the same as mine, so old, no wonder I was still in the same place at the time, it turns out that I really haven't moved! Is that alley a ghost fantasy?

It can only be understood as such.

Lao Liang showed a confused expression, and said: "Then there was no then, I didn't see anything, the ghost was nowhere to be seen, I turned my head, and planned to continue walking forward, to see if I could go out, suddenly the moonlight was gone, and it was dark in front of me, I didn't dare to go, I didn't know why, I suddenly looked back again, and then found that the road behind me suddenly became dark!" ”

"Then, I woke up."

After listening to him, I noticed one thing, that is, he and I had different choices, and the ending was different, he chose to run, I didn't, but it became dark in front of him and he didn't dare to walk, but when I turned around, I found that the road behind me was also dark, but what I saw was the moonlit alley, not dark, that's why I came out and he didn't come out?

What does this mean? Engulfed in darkness... What does it have to do with him forgetting what he saw in the Internet café?

Wait, this is... What did he dream about when he dreamed?

I was startled, and I didn't care about breaking free from my ears that had been pulled for a few minutes, and hurriedly asked, "Last night, I, you, Wenlin, went to the Internet café, do you remember this incident?" ”

"What? Going to an internet café? I've been sleeping at home, huh? ”

Hearing this, Song Youran slowly let go of her hand, and calmly analyzed with a hint of fanaticism: "You and Zhang Xiaoming must have gone, the two of you were the first people to walk out of our class last night, and when you left, you greeted each other to go to the Internet café, you even forgot about this kind of thing, there must be a big problem!" ”

Liang Zhiqiang's face became more and more pale, he immediately got up and asked the others, and sure enough, many people in the class saw me rushing out of the class with him, which was consistent with my memory, and completely opposite to his.

When he learned this, he became more and more uneasy, "I'm going to find Wenlin, I know what class he is in!" ”

I nodded, looked at his back, and said to Song Youran, who was thinking on the side: "I was also pulled into the alley, but I walked out, and I still remember everything." ”

"What? Why didn't you just say that? Song Youran was surprised.

"You have to believe it, don't you don't believe in ghosts?"

"Now I can't believe it, it's supernatural! Liang Zhiqiang him, may... Something will happen. Song Youran's voice suddenly lowered.

"You mean... Dead? ”

"yes, you walked out, you walked out with memories, what about him? didn't come out, what did he lose besides his memory? Unthinkable. ”

"Not curious now?" I smiled to ease the atmosphere, sarcastically Song Youran, she just listened quietly, but the horror in her eyes made me embarrassed to continue.

“... Why hasn't he come back yet, shall I go and see? ”

"Yes." Song Youran was a lot quieter, but it could be seen that she was now in turmoil.

"I said, you care about him so much, don't you like him?" Before leaving, I joked that although Liang Zhiqiang's name is very ordinary, he is tall and big, with good facial features, and he usually pays attention to dressing up, which is considered an upper-middle appearance, from junior high school to the present, there are indeed seven or eight girls who have liked him and even confessed.

"What are you talking about, you want to die? I just think... People are vulnerable. There was a hint of anger in the first half of the sentence, but the second half of the sentence was completely calm, and I suddenly felt that I couldn't see through her.

Forget it, what's the use of thinking too much? Maybe it's because of what romance novels I've read that I feel like this, what experience can a girl like her, who has no worries about food and clothing and has been smooth sailing since she grew up, make her feel this way? It's just moaning without illness.

"Dead! Someone jumped off the building! A scream suddenly sounded from the hallway, followed by screams one after another, and I was startled, and immediately rushed out, and when I looked down, I felt as if I had been hit on the head with a hammer, and I was dizzy.

The man lying on the ground was Liang Zhiqiang.

He committed suicide?