Most of the dormitories at Yangcheng University of Finance and Economics have four-person dormitories with tables and beds. The same is true for student A’s dormitory. Teacher Zhao Ping said that after classmate A died, her roommates were still sleeping soundly and had no idea that classmate A was dead.
He was already dead. It was not until his roommate woke up that he discovered that classmate A was dead.
Student A's eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before he died. His hands and feet were like claws and had already become extremely stiff. His originally pretty face now looked very scary due to distortion.
Although someone died, he was suppressed by the school and classes were not suspended. The patrol could not find the cause of the death and could only hastily close the case. The three roommates were also seduced by the temptation of graduate school.
He closed his mouth and the matter seemed to be over.
However, there is one person who is not at peace in his heart, and that is Zhao Ping.
God knows how shocked and unbelievable Zhao Ping was when he learned that this girl was dead, even mixed with a touch of fear.
Of course she would be afraid, because just yesterday, this girl came to her and told her about her weird experiences over the past few nights. The girl even said that she felt that she would not survive tonight.
At that time, Zhao Ping didn't believe her, but not even a day later, news came that A had died in the dormitory. How could this not make Zhao Ping panic and inexplicable?
When Zhao Ping revealed the news that A died in the dormitory, although we had already guessed the ending, when we heard the news in person, we were still filled with turmoil.
A had nightmares for three consecutive nights, and was woken up at 4:44 every night. On the last night, which was the fourth night, she died. Things were so weird that if we still use coincidence to explain
That would be a bit self-deceiving. Obviously, this matter has a weird and unscientific atmosphere that is beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding.
I suspect that the girl most likely had the same nightmare on the fourth night and died at 4:44. This is very possible.
So I asked: "Teacher Zhao Ping, do you know the approximate time of death of this girl?"
"I know what you want to ask." Zhao Ping nodded and said, "Four forty-four is within the time period of her death."
Sure enough, I thought to myself.
This incident is indeed not a coincidence. There must be some ghost behind it, otherwise his death would not be so weird.
"My heart was full of torment and pain at the time. On the one hand, I felt remorse and pain for A's death. On the other hand, this strange incident had a huge impact on my previous concepts. On the other hand,
I don’t know if I should tell this matter, but in fact, even I didn’t believe it at that time, let alone others.”
"Next, I tried to free myself from the pain and guilt. After all, I was not blamed for A's death. In fact, if I was given some time, I could get over A's death, but..."
Lin Wei responded: "But this is not over yet, right?"
"Yes." Zhao Ping seemed to be lost in memories, with a look of pain on his face: "After that, just two days later, before I could recover from A's death, something happened again.
Something..."
"Another female classmate found me. Originally I thought she just wanted to do psychological counseling, but let's call this girl B. What B said shocked me. I think you should also guess the reason.
Here we are, that is, B encountered the same thing. She also began to have horrific nightmares from the night after A died, and the most important thing is that she was also frightened to wake up at 4:44 in the morning."
Hearing this, we nodded, because we had already made assumptions before, and there was no overly shocked look on our faces. This matter obviously did not end after A died. If this matter ended like this, Zhao Ping
I'm afraid I won't ask for help from the outside world.
"When B was confiding to me, I could clearly see that she was very frightened and frightened, just like A at that time." Zhao Ping seemed to be deeply lost in memories and couldn't help but shudder.
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"This made me realize that this matter is not as simple as I imagined, and the concept that I have always formed about the absence of ghosts and gods has been violently impacted again. This matter is so strange that I can't use science to explain it at all.
Explain this matter." Zhao Ping said.
"My conscience told me that I could not sit idly by and let such a girl in her prime years get a miserable ending. Because of this, I chose to seek help from the outside world," Zhao Ping said.
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"Later, this girl also...sigh..." Zhao Ping sighed heavily and said angrily: "No one would believe what I said, if it weren't for the fact that I am a psychology teacher and have a healthy mind.
, I'm afraid I'm going to be sent to a mental hospital by that dead principal. Haha, two people have already died. That stupid pig actually naively thought he could pay for the trouble. Let's see how long he can suppress this matter...
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Like A, B also died on the fourth night.
When the commission came down, it happened to be when B fell into a nightmare. Unfortunately, when we received the commission, it was already three days later. Unfortunately, B is no longer here...
After B died, the school still tried to pay money to settle the matter, tried to suppress the matter, and tried to minimize the impact. Unfortunately, they didn't know that the matter was still not over.
Yes, this matter is still not over. Zhao Ping thinks so too. She thinks there will be a third victim. So this time, instead of the victimized students coming to her like the previous two times, she will take the initiative.
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She is still a girl named Liang Jiahui, a freshman in college.
"Actually, at first, I still had some expectations. I expected that I was wrong. But, unfortunately, the matter did not end. I found my target the next day. She is a freshman, and she is still a freshman.
It's a girl named Liang Jiahui..." Zhao Ping said painfully: "She is a very cute girl. I am really... really painful. I can't helplessly look at such a cute girl in her prime.
The girl died violently..."
The coffee has cooled down and the heat has long dissipated. The weather in Yangcheng has been moody in recent days. The weather that was still scorching just now suddenly turned cloudy, and then it began to rain heavily. The raindrops hit the windows, making a crisp sound.
People who often live in Yangcheng know that this rain is probably just a flash in the pan, and it will stop raining soon, and it will hardly bring much relief to the scorching heat.
The atmosphere froze for more than ten seconds, and the only sound that rang in our ears was the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the window. After a while, Zhao Ping said with some self-deprecation: "It's actually quite funny, I spent so much effort to find her."
From now on, there is nothing I can do except rely on my knowledge to comfort her, and this is obviously useless. If the comfort was useful, the first two people would not have died."
Zhao Ping looked at us with pleading in his eyes: "So, if you really have the ability to help that child, please... help her."
"Don't worry, we are here to solve the problem." I smiled and then asked: "Teacher Zhao Ping, that Liang Jiahui, how many nights is this nightmare today?"
"It has been two nights, and tonight is the third night. In other words, Liang Jiahui will die tomorrow night..." Zhao Ping said.
Time is very tight, I thought to myself. It is already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and there is not much time left for us. We only have one and a half days left before the fourth night. Before that, we must
Find the cause and solve the problem!
"Is Liang Jiahui at school?" I asked.
"It should be. As far as I know, her home is in the south, which spans almost half of the hot summer. Except for winter and summer vacations, she can't go home at all. Even if she's not in school, she can't go far, but she has been there for the past two days.
His mental state is not very good, and he is very likely to stay in the dormitory," Zhao Ping said.
"Okay." I said, "Teacher Zhao Ping, today is Friday and we don't have much time left. I wonder if you can take us to your school and meet Liang Jiahui?"
"Of course, it's just what I want." Zhao Ping nodded.
So the five of us left the restaurant.
"What a strange group of people. They order something but don't enjoy it. Isn't this a waste of money?"
After we left, the waiter came to our table, looked at the five cups of dripping coffee on the table in surprise, and muttered something under his breath.