There are two red rope covers in the piano room. When Peng Xinyan committed suicide, she was left with a slight swaying in the wind. Was the red rope cover really prepared for anyone?
How did Peng Xinyan die? Could it be that she suddenly chose to hang herself like Ling Moqi just now? Driven by a ghost?
"Yizhe, that's really prepared for me, I'm dead." Ling Moqi seemed to be unable to control herself. She couldn't believe that she would do such a thing. Can't even go to her body?
Controlled?
"No, it's not like this. Xiaoqi, stop thinking about it. That's not for you!" Although he said this, Huang Yizhe's heart was completely gone at this moment.
The one who talked to him just now should be a ghost, although he couldn't see it.
"Xiao Qi, I won't let you die, I won't let you have trouble. Even if you are a ghost, don't want to hurt you at all!" Huang Yizhe held Ling Moqi's hand tightly.
Huang Yizhe's words made Ling Moqi feel a little comfort in her heart. She felt scared for the first time, and she felt fear from her heart.
Huang Yizhe looked down at the watch in his hand. It was just past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. I still remember that the deceased in every murder case at Sacred Heart High School was killed at about this time, and Ling Moqi was inexplicably just now.
The same is true for suicide.
"Yizhe, I want to leave here as soon as possible." Ling Moqi tried to get up, but his legs were numb and he couldn't move at all.
"I'll carry you." Huang Yizhe squatted down and looked back at Ling Moqi, "Xiaoqi, come up quickly."
"Well," Ling Moqi responded, and quickly climbed onto Huang Yizhe's back, and his hands wrapped around his neck like vines.
Huang Yizhe left the piano room with Ling Moqi on his back. As soon as he walked out, the door of the piano room suddenly closed. It was so suddenly that it suddenly darkened inside.
Huang Yizhe ignored all this again. He already knew that there was definitely something wrong with it. Now he just wanted to send Ling Moqi back to rest. The scene just now made him feel scared.
If Ling Moqi really died inexplicably because of this, he would definitely die of guilt.
Ling Moqi gently lay on Huang Yizhe's back, and he hadn't been carried by him for a long time. From this close distance, he could vaguely hear his familiar heartbeat. With him, she would not be afraid.
After a long time, I finally went downstairs. There was nothing to check here. The most important thing was to send Ling Moqi home and then carefully sort out his thoughts.
Huang Yizhe drove Ling Moqi back home and carried her directly to the bed. When he was about to leave, Ling Moqi suddenly grabbed his hand, "Yizhe, don't leave, stay with me, okay?
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"Okay," Huang Yizhe knew that Ling Moqi must be afraid. Anyone would be afraid of doing such a ridiculous thing in the piano room just now.
If you can't even control your own body and your own thoughts, then what's the difference between living like this and walking zombies?
Frowning for a long time, I thought about the cases that occurred in Sacred Heart High School and the strange booklet left by Yu Qiushui, as well as the Hang Zhanyou who was never seen, and every dead person may listen to it.
A ghost story about three years ago.
Finally, Huang Yizhe came to a conclusion, "I understand, everything that happened at Sacred Heart High School is related to three years ago."
"Three years ago?" Ling Moqi blinked and looked at Huang Yizhe in confusion, "Yizhe, do you mean that the death of everyone may be related to the suicide of the school belle three years ago?"
"Yes, it's absolutely related!" Huang Yizhe nodded firmly, "Xiaoqi, just when you hang yourself in the piano room and fainted, I heard a strange laugh. If I was not wrong, that person might be San.
The school beauty who committed suicide a year ago is a ghost, so I can’t see her.”
"Are I just being given to the school beauties who committed suicide..." Ling Moqi stopped talking, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, afraid that there were still some.
"Some things may be checked three years ago. I want to know what happened in Sacred Heart High School three years ago, what secrets are hidden in the piano room, and what stories happened there!" Huang Yizhe said in a low voice.
: "I guess there may be something else in it, and there may be other truths hidden."