I threw the scraps into my trouser pocket and sat on an empty chair.
"What happened to you here? I heard the sound of a glass breaking."
At this time, a very young male waiter came over, glanced at the white fog around us with surprise and uncertainty, and asked.
"Ah, it's nothing." Teacher Zhao came back to his senses, forced a smile on his face, and said: "We accidentally broke a cup. The money for the cup will be credited to me when we check out, and I will compensate according to the price.
"
"Okay, let's clean it up." The waiter looked around the ground and saw no glass fragments, and then said with some confusion: "VIPs, where are the fragments? I didn't see them.
"
"We have picked up all the glass fragments, you don't have to worry about it." I smiled and said.
"Ah, okay..." The young waiter nodded.
"By the way, please bring me five more cups of coffee." Teacher Zhao reminded.
"OK."
After sending the waiter away, Teacher Zhao looked at me, my hands to be precise, and asked: "Well, what did you do? Why was not only the cup broken, but also the coffee evaporated? How did you do that?"
Did it?"
Although Teacher Zhao's main purpose was still to entrust the matter, the boy in front of him was still a little too horrified by his previous actions. A cup of coffee instantly vaporized into water vapor, and even the glass was broken into slag. Of course, maybe this
The young man used some small tricks, but what really made Teacher Zhao decide to believe it was that the moment the young man crushed the cup, she saw a faint blue light coming from his palm.
Of course, it is still possible that this was done through some small tricks. However, after experiencing what was mentioned in the commission, Teacher Zhao, who was originally an atheist, also had her thoughts shaken, otherwise she would not have asked
Asking for help from the outside world. Teacher Zhao decided to try to believe the people in front of him. Although they are young, sometimes people cannot be judged by their age. For example, the principal who was already over fifty years old, after listening to his own account, not only did he not
I almost sent myself to a mental hospital if I believed in myself.
To sum up, Teacher Zhao decided to believe them for the time being. At this time, she really needed someone to talk to.
Our location was relatively remote, in the corner and by the window, and the conversation between us was not very loud, so we did not receive any attention from other customers in the store.
Teacher Zhao’s full name is Zhao Ping, and he is a psychology teacher at Yangcheng University of Finance and Economics.
"You may find it funny that a psychology teacher who is supposed to believe in science can actually become suspicious." Zhao Ping sighed and said, "But this strange thing I experienced some time ago has to make me think about the world.
The ridiculous idea that there might be a ghost..."
"Miss, your coffee." The waiter brought five cups of coffee.
"Teacher Zhao, we believe in you, and that's why we found you, so you can open your heart and tell us completely about this matter." I said softly after the waiter walked away.
"Okay." Zhao Ping exhaled and said, "This is what happened. A week ago..."
Psychology is not taken seriously by students in college, but it is a required course. Regardless of age or major, there is a psychology course every week, at least at Yangcheng University of Finance and Economics. This course must be included in the
Final grades.
The school attaches great importance to students' mental health, so it naturally attaches great importance to this course. Of course, the school attaches importance to it, but it does not mean that the students attach importance to it. Students in class are just playing with their mobile phones, playing King of Glory, or taking a nap, and occasionally they may like it.
Just watch the ppt on the screen, and then the class is over. Students come to class just to get a higher grade in class, so as to ensure that they will not fail the class at the end of the semester.
Of course, even if most students are like this, it is only because of their mental health. Some students still come to consult Zhao Ping on some psychological problems in private.
Last week, a girl with a pale face, frightened eyes, and messy hair came to see Zhao Ping after class.
"This girl's mental state is not very good at first glance. I can see a trace of unconcealable fear in her eyes. It is so profound that I have no doubt about the fear in this girl's eyes. I believe that there must be something in her.
Something bad happened."
"Obviously this girl wanted to tell me something at first, but maybe she recalled something so terrifying that her whole body was shaking constantly, and she couldn't say a complete and coherent sentence for a long time.
I tried my best to persuade her not to be nervous or afraid in a calm and friendly tone. Later, she gradually recovered some of her bottlenecks, and then told me something that until now, I still think there is something incredible and strange..."
We looked at Zhao Ping quietly without making any unnecessary noise. The five cups of untouched coffee on the table were still steaming.
"She said she had a nightmare three nights ago."
"What nightmare?" Ye Yuyou asked curiously.
"This is exactly the question I asked her next. However, that girl, let's call her Classmate A. Classmate A said that she did not remember the specific content of the nightmare, but she knew that it was definitely an extremely terrifying event.
It was such a nightmare that she woke up with a fright. I had been listening to her explanation quietly. Of course, at that time, I didn’t think there was anything unusual, it was just a nightmare.”
"This is obviously not a big deal." Zhang Xinyu said disdainfully: "I often have nightmares, and I often don't remember the content of my dreams after I wake up."
"Yes, just a nightmare can't explain anything. This girl also said the same at first, but the girl then said that she originally thought it was just an ordinary nightmare. After she woke up from the fright, she instinctively looked at
Looking at the mobile phone on the bedside, do you know that many people have developed the habit of looking for their mobile phone first thing after waking up?" Zhao Ping paused, and then said: "This is a good thing, it makes her very happy.
What scares me is the time displayed on the screen, which is exactly four forty-four!"
Hearing this, we all raised our eyebrows.
We all know that people tend to avoid the word "four" because it is a homophonic sound, and three or four in one is even more unlucky. Is it really such a coincidence? This girl had a nightmare, and she woke up at exactly the same time.
Four forty-four?
I've already smelled a strange smell.
This is indeed quite disgusting. Anyone who finds himself awakened by a nightmare at this point will probably feel a little uncomfortable. However, this still doesn't mean anything, maybe it's just a coincidence.
"Maybe this is just a coincidence." Zhang Xinyu said what I was thinking.
"Indeed, I tried to convince Classmate A at that time that this was just a coincidence. However, Classmate A's next words made me aware of something unusual."
Teacher Zhao Ping's words obviously aroused our interest. Everyone sat quietly in their seats, looking at Zhao Ping intently, waiting for her next words.
"She said..." Zhao Ping's voice obviously fluctuated, unlike before: "She said that if she just encountered such a thing by chance, she would convince herself of it as a coincidence. However, this
Not once, but three times!! And three times in a row. She said that she had nightmares for three consecutive nights, and she was woken up by fright at the unlucky time of 4:44!
"
Zhao Ping did not speak loudly because he was worried about the customers in the store. However, these words exploded in our ears like a thunder.
I had nightmares for three days in a row, and woke up at 4:44 for three consecutive days, and I was frightened. It would be a bit far-fetched to explain this by coincidence.
After Zhao Ping said these words, our table fell into a strange silence. After a long time, I said in a deep voice: "Then what? It shouldn't be over yet? Even if it is like this for three consecutive days, it won't be over.
As for a psychology teacher like you to come to the conclusion that there is something wrong, right?"
Hearing this, Zhao Ping nodded, and then said: "Yes, although I thought this matter was very strange and unusual at the time, I still didn't think about ghosts... but still thought about it in this way.
It's just a far-fetched reason for coincidence, try to convince her, because sometimes, a person's biological clock may not be worse than a clock, it may just be that the first night left such a deep impression that the same thing happened in the next two nights.
It’s like thinking about it day by day and dreaming about it at night.”
Zhao Ping said with a look of frustration and self-blame: "That's what I told her at the time. Poor girl told me with a scared look on her face that she felt like she was going to die and would probably die tonight. I was still
I didn’t believe her, but I still tried to persuade her to think too much, and told her to go back and relax and reduce her stress..."
"But, but..."
We looked at Zhao Ping with solemn faces. Although she hadn't said the next words yet, we already had some guesses.