You're a ghost! I yelled, got up and wanted to run. But as soon as I struggled, I felt weak.

At this moment, I feel as if I have just recovered from a serious illness.

You're the ghost. Du Xiaocui said angrily: What's the matter with you, didn't you tell me yesterday to cancel the ghost recruitment plan? How did I go to the school building again?

I didn't speak, just struggled to stand up and stay away from Du Xiaocui. I have completely remembered yesterday's incident, as long as I see Du Xiaocui's completely dark eyes, my heart will beat wildly.

It was the first time I had seen a ghost, and I didn't expect that the ghost to be a friend.

Du Xiaocui got angry: Song Zhong, don't think that if you are a man, I won't dare to beat you, who do you say is a ghost, ghosts' hands are cold, you touch my hands to see if they are cold.

As she spoke, Du Xiaocui put her hand on my forehead.

I felt it, it was warm and soft, not like a ghost's hand at all.

No, I saw you last night

Before we went upstairs last night, you told me you wouldn't play, and I didn't dare to come up alone, so I went back. I went to look for you this morning and found that you were not in the dormitory, so I guessed that you might have gone up to the school building.

Oh, by the way, have you seen a ghost? What the hell looks like? As soon as the ghost was mentioned, Du Xiaocui became interested and looked at me expectantly.

Looking at her heartless appearance, I was really relieved, she didn't seem to be acting, it seems that she didn't know what happened last night.

It's just that I'm wondering, why don't I remember telling her I wouldn't go to the roof? Was she lying, or was I already deluded by then?

In short, I think this Du Xiaocui is weird, and I still have to have reservations about her.

With Du Xiaocui's support, I limped downstairs and returned to the boys' dormitory. A few classmates who knew me joked with a smile: Yo, Xiao Song, have you found a girlfriend? Look at you.

I didn't even bother to talk to them, and I went back to my dorm room and lay down in bed to feel better.

Du Xiaocui poured me a glass of boiling water, and then looked at me with a smile. I said what do you see, she said with a smile, the man who has seen the ghost is different, brother, you are so handsome.

I didn't even mean to laugh at this time, I just asked Du Xiaocui to turn on the computer and enter the school forum to see if there were more photos of me last night in the suicide live broadcast post.

Du Xiaocui glanced at it, her face immediately turned white, and she said yes.

I was desperate, I really didn't know what would await me next after I had filmed all four weird poses of the girl in the blue uniform.

Will it be the same fate as that girl?

But I don't even know what happened to that girl.

Suddenly, I found that Du Xiaocui's whole body trembled and became abnormal, and I was also frightened by her strange appearance.

I didn't hesitate to shout for help.

Du Xiaocui turned his head: What are you shouting?

Seeing that Du Xiaocui's expression was normal, I also breathed a sigh of relief: Xiaocui, what happened to you just now, what were you trembling?

Du Xiaocui took a deep breath and said: The photo you replied to today is a little wrong.

I asked inexplicably: What's wrong?

With that, I immediately put my face up. Suddenly smelling the perfume on Xiaocui's body, it made people really nostalgic for a while.

But I knew that this was not the time to be attached to women, so I forcibly set my eyes on the monitor. When I saw me in the photo, the whole spine was cold from top to bottom, just like the previous times.

I really don't know how I did those difficult moves, I'm afraid even jiu-jitsu athletes don't necessarily have such skills, right?

But that's not the only thing that's really weird.

Du Xiaocui enlarged my photo, then pointed to my eyes and said, "Look at what is in your eyes."

What is it? In order to see more clearly, my face is almost on the screen.

When I saw this, I was dumbfounded, but I didn't expect that in my eyes, there was a man's shadow. And the other party is still holding a black thing in his hand, which looks like a camera.

For me, the digital controller, the first thought turned out to be that the other party's camera pixel is too high, and it is estimated that it is a professional SLR.

But in the next second, I realized that it was this man who took the picture of me.

My day your uncle, why did you jump out of a man again? My brain was completely messed up.

First, the girl in the blue school uniform who committed suicide live, and then Wang Lei met the child who asked him for candy last night, and today there is another man

It's getting more and more complicated.

But then I questioned it again, no, no, how could Du Xiaocui notice this kind of small detail at the first time?

I felt that the situation was not good, so I hurriedly asked in a low voice: Xiaocui, how can you pay attention to such small details?

Du Xiaocui turned her head to look at me: Are you suspicious of me?

No, no, just out of curiosity, I casually asked. I said.

She snorted angrily: As an authentic paranormal researcher, whenever there is a photo of someone, you must look at the picture reflected by the eyes, this is the basic knowledge, okay?

It dawned on me that people are professionals, so it's no wonder they can see it.

Do you know this man? I asked.

Du Xiaocui shook her head: How can I know each other? On the contrary, people are looking for you to take pictures, do you know them?

I shook my head and smiled bitterly: Where did I know each other?

I feel like this person is the key. I said, "Let's do a good look, and we'll find out something."

Du Xiaocui nodded: Judging by my four years of industry experience, this man is the culprit.

Okay, I happen to know the teacher in our school's archives, let's go to the archives and ask the teacher. I said.

After making up our minds, we went to the school archives. Halfway through, I hated it, I hated that I couldn't dismantle this man, I provoked you, why did you do such a heavy hand to Lao Tzu?

If this is a little weaker in psychological quality, it is estimated that they will be tortured into a nervous disorder.

The teacher in the school archives is still a little related to me, but it belongs to the kind of kinship that can't be beaten. But he also gave me some face, put me in and check it himself.

But looking at those tens of thousands of files, how can I check it, I have a headache for a while. When I was at a loss, the teacher in the archives suddenly asked me: By the way, Xiao Song, the photos on the school forum are yours.

Looks like I'm really famous.

I hurriedly said: It was a classmate who played a prank and photoshopped my photo.

The teacher nodded thoughtfully: Oh, I also think this kind of thing is evil, that cistern is a cistern ten years ago, how can it appear in the current photo?

I smiled and asked, "Teacher, has this cistern been repaired?"

The teacher in the archives nodded: Yes, not long after the girl's photo appeared on the forum, the school rebuilt the cistern.

I didn't take it seriously and continued to look for files.

Although it's a pheasant university, there aren't many files, but there are so many that it's really a headache, and I even wanted to give up the idea for a while.

I suddenly thought that since the teacher in the archives was in charge of the students, he might know that man. With the attitude of giving it a try, I showed the photos to the teacher in the archives. The teacher in the archives room looked at it and was stunned: Where did you get the photo of this guy?

As soon as I heard the tone of the archival teacher, I knew that there was a drama in this matter, and I hurriedly asked: Do you know this guy?

The archival teacher nodded: Yes, many people know this kid, who is a student of the first two classes. Originally, his academic performance was top-notch.,And handsome.,The object of admiration of many girls and children.。 But then the archivist said this and sighed deeply.

Isn't this deliberately appetizing? My nervous palms were sweaty, and I thought something must have happened to this guy.

Sure enough, the archivist sighed: then this kid went crazy.

Lose your marbles? I was taken aback: how could I be crazy?