Everyone had left, and Nuo Yan was the only one left in the study room of Class Three. She was still looking at the English textbook in her hand, reviewing the words in it over and over again, so that she could memorize it.
It has to be cooked thoroughly.
Even though she didn't want to listen to the ghost story that was only half told by Hang Zhanyou just now, the ghost story still slipped into her ears quietly like the wind, and she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to, but she didn't pay much attention to it.
, because she knew that Hang Zhanyou always liked to joke, and nine out of ten things he said would not be true, so there was no need to take it seriously.
"..." Suddenly, the sound of the piano kept coming to my ears. Who would play the piano so late? Who could it be? Where did this sound come from? Could it be the long-abandoned piano room on the third floor?
She was very curious and couldn't help but want to find out. Although Nuo Yan majored in English and had no piano talent, she still felt that the sound of the piano was beautiful, like the sound of nature, which made people feel nostalgic.
The third floor has always been full of mystery to people here. I heard that the third floor is just an abandoned piano room. As for why it was abandoned, no one knows the reason, and no one has really said it. I just heard that the floor there is unstable.
, no one is allowed to go up, otherwise there will be an accident and you will be responsible for the consequences.
No one wants to gamble with their lives, so no one has been to the third floor, and the passage leading to the third floor is different from other floors. There is only one passage here and nothing else.
Perhaps the sound of the piano was too moving, or perhaps she was too curious, so Nuo Yan couldn't help but walk up. The abandoned piano room was on the third floor, and here was the study room. Although it was on the second floor, it was not very far apart.
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Step by step, I stepped onto the stairs leading to the third floor. It seemed that this place had been abandoned for a long time. Very few people came here. From a distance, I actually saw a big seal posted on the entrance of the corridor leading to the third floor.
There were strange symbols drawn around the letter. Nuoyan had only seen these ghostly symbols on TV. They seemed to be used to ward off ghosts and evil spirits.
But she didn't think too much. There seemed to be a mysterious force that was attracting her and letting her go.
The closer you get, the closer and closer you listen to the sound of the piano. It sounds so beautiful that you can't help but be immersed in it.
Gently pushing open the door of the piano room, I saw a young man wearing a white shirt and a blue tie sitting in front of the piano.
He has a pair of very slender fingers and a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes. His fingers can be seen playing gently on the keys, playing beautiful music.
"Excuse me, was it you who was playing the piano just now?" Nuo Yan couldn't help walking forward and asked in a low voice.
When she said this, she realized that this question was really idiotic. There was no one else here except him. His fingers were pressing on the keys. If it wasn't him, who else could it be?
"Why are you here?" The young man couldn't help but be startled. He stood up, his eyes full of confusion and his tone was not friendly.
"I came here because I heard the sound of the piano. You play the piano very well." Nuo Yan frowned slightly and said: "It's so late, why are you still playing the piano here? Aren't you going back? It's almost twelve o'clock.
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"Twelve o'clock?" Hearing these three words, the young man's face suddenly became stiff. He quickly pushed Nuo Yan's hand, "It's very late. Go quickly and don't stay here anymore!"
"Why? Haven't you left yet?" Nuo Yan frowned slightly, puzzled, "You play the piano very well, can you..."
Before Nuo Yan could finish her words, the young man interrupted coldly: "Don't you understand what I said? Come on, get out of here right now!"
"What's wrong with you? Why do you keep asking me to leave?" Nuo Yan was even more confused.
"There's no reason, let's go..." The young man's voice was low, and his commanding tone suddenly sounded.
"Just leave," Nuo Yan curled her lips, walked out of the piano room, and began to feel sorry for herself, "What the hell, it's obvious that his piano has been playing and it's bothering me, but he actually let me out?"
"Just go out. It's already very late anyway," Nuo Yan quickly walked downstairs. She looked at the watch on her hand and saw that it was already eleven-thirty.
She couldn't help but yawned, "It turns out it's so late and I haven't gone back yet. I'm so sleepy. It's time to go back and rest."
Just when Nuo Yan was walking down the third floor, a gust of wind suddenly blew up. After the gust of wind blew by, the seal on the corridor also blew down from above in a strange way, blowing farther and farther until it disappeared from sight.