It's night.

Zhang Yang just came back from playing crazy outside the school and went back to the dormitory to sleep.

I don't know what's wrong, he is always restless today, he always feels as if he saw Wu Zixin during the day, but how is this possible, he has seen her corpse with his own eyes.

During this night, Zhang Yang had a dream.

In the dream, Zhang Yang dreamed of all kinds of things before Wu Zixin's death, all in black and white, as if playing a movie, and the scenes were displayed in front of him.

In this dream, Zhang Yang saw what he said to the cockscomb head in the garbage truck that day, he said, "This kind of garbage that grows in the shadows, as long as you give him some sunshine, she will follow you like a dog." ”

And Wu Zixin was standing not far from their corner at this time, as if she was very shocked, she covered her mouth and slipped into the corner, tears falling down big drops.

He seems to be from God's perspective in his dreams, and all the scenes are very real, and he seems to be just a bystander, and he can still think about these scenes.

"It turns out that she already knew. No wonder her attitude towards me started to be wrong from that day on. ”

The next scene made Zhang Yang shudder a little, because he saw the girl he thought was very cowardly, and prayed to the ghosts, saying that if there were really ghosts, she hoped that she would become a powerful ghost after she died, and then resolutely drowned herself in the puddle of less than twenty centimeters, without even struggling.

Even in his dreams, he could feel that monstrous hatred.

The scene in the dream was so clear that he could see even every detail. He saw Wu Zixin covered in blood, her body was bruised everywhere, and even broken, and he saw her desperate and resentful eyes before she died.

Zhang Yang could clearly feel that this was a dream, but he had a very strange feeling, but he didn't know what was weird.

As he pondered this, his dream suddenly turned blood-red.

Zhang Yang was in a cold sweat and desperately wanted to wake himself up, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free from the dream.

He had a gut feeling that something would scare him next, but he just couldn't take his eyes off, it was as if an invisible hand was holding his head in place, and he couldn't even close his eyes.

He seemed to be standing in a sea of blood, he was finally scared, he wanted to run, he wanted to wake up, but he couldn't move at all, the blood began to rush towards him slowly, and just as it was about to pounce on his face, the sea of blood stopped.

Zhang Yang was about to cry, he desperately apologized to Wu Zixin in his heart, he no longer had the arrogant appearance before, he wanted to kneel, and as soon as his legs were bent, he was held up by the sea of blood.

"You want to kneel me? You are not eligible. This voice is very familiar, because this is clearly Wu Zixin's voice!

Zhang Yang was scared to pee, and even in his dreams, he could feel a wet crotch in his pants.

There was no emotion in this voice, but Zhang Yang could feel the kind of hatred that destroyed the world from it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please forgive me......" Zhang Yang found that he could speak, and he desperately begged for mercy, wanting Wu Zixin to forgive himself.

"Forgive you?" Suddenly, a rotten face appeared in front of Zhang Yang, no more than a centimeter away from his face.

It's Wu Zixin!

Zhang Yang felt that his soul was almost dropped, his heart began to beat violently, his brain began to blank due to fear, and he saw a rotten face with maggots squirming in it. But the facial features were still very clear, and those eyes were full of hatred, and then turned to banter.

"Hee-hee, I didn't expect it, we met again." Wu Zixin was laughing, and her tone was as natural as catching up with an old friend.

Zhang Yang looked at that terrifying face, and felt the hairs all stand up, he wanted to scream, wanted to let his classmates in the dormitory wake him up, but it was useless, he was like a one-man show, only Wu Zixin was looking at him with a playful face.

"Aren't you happy to see an old friend? Why don't you speak? The face of the person in front of her began to turn cold, as if being ignored made her very unhappy, she began to pull her clothes, revealing her miserable body, "Don't you like to look at it?" Shall I let you take a look? ”

Then she reached out and dug into Zhang Yang's eyes.

"Ah!!h

With a scream, Zhang Yang's eyes were pulled out, Zhang Yang's whole body twitched in pain, and cold sweat poured down.

Wu Zixin seemed to be very happy, threw the eyeball to the ground, and with a "snap", she stepped on it.

Zhang Yang began to cry in his dream, his tears and snot flowed down his face, crying: "Wu Zixin, I was wrong!" You let me go! I have money! Right! I have a lot of money! I can give money to your parents! I swear! I will take good care of them for the rest of my life......"

But no matter how he cried, Wu Zixin ignored him, just looked at his body with interest, and gestured from time to time, as if he was measuring where it was easy to start.

The tranquility before death is more torturous than death, Zhang Yang even thought that it was better to die himself, but Wu Zixin seemed to be able to read his inner thoughts, and sneered all over his face: "Don't worry, I won't let you die easily." ”

The smile was gloomy and full of malice, and the sight of it made him feel terrified.

Zhang Yang was already desperate, and he only knew that he was shedding tears.

In the next moment, Zhang Yang walked out of the dream, and when he opened his eyes, he felt like he had been reborn.

"Ah!! My eyes! ”

Zhang Yang roared, trembling in pain.

The classmates in the dormitory were woken up by his screams and saw this scene.

Zhang Yang covered his left eye and his face was covered with blood, so frightened that they panicked, and they hurriedly called the emergency number, and at this time Zhang Yang was already fainting in pain.

Early the next morning, the news that Zhang Yang's eyes were gouged out spread throughout the class.

Li Yan's face was pale and gray, because she also dreamed of Wu Zixin.

All morning, she was restless, she felt that it was not a coincidence, that she had really become a ghost to take revenge.

As soon as the bell rang, she jumped up to her group of followers like crazy and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any strange dreams?" ”

The little followers were confused, and they didn't know why Li Yan was so upset today.

They shook their heads honestly and said nothing special.

Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief, probably a coincidence! She is just too nervous, not to mention that there are no ghosts in the world, even if there are, what can Wu Zixin, that coward, do? They have bullied her for so long, and they haven't seen her dare to resist! What's more, there are no ghosts in this world at all!

After thinking about this, Li Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.