"Go to a place? Where to go?" Nuo Yan bit her lips slightly, as if she had no right to choose at all. Hang Zhanyou was a ghost and she had no choice. Why not listen to what else he would say.
"The piano room on the third floor." Hang Zhanyou said the answer directly,
"What, piano room?" Nuo Yan was stunned. She was still scared about the last time she went to the piano room alone and then met Peng Xinyan's ghost, and then Peng Xinyan wanted to kill her again.
"Why don't you dare? Or are you worried about it?" Hang Zhanyou saw Nuo Yan's concerns, "Are you afraid of the ghost of Peng Xinyan who once died there?"
Nuoyan did not deny it anymore, but nodded. Indeed, she didn't dare to go there alone, because there was Peng Xinyan who hated her in the piano room.
"She has left and will not appear again. If this is what you are concerned about, then you can rest assured. Come with me." Hang Zhanyou took a step forward, then looked back and still stopped.
Yan, "Don't you also want to know what happened three years ago? Maybe I can tell you."
"Okay, I'll go with you." Nuo Yan paused, but still plucked up the courage to make this decision that she didn't dare to believe.
Nuoyan followed Hang Zhanyou's footsteps and quickly went downstairs toward the piano room on the third floor that they had agreed on.
Following each other, Hang Zhanyou did not look back all the way. He seemed to know that Nuo Yan would follow him. Although he was confused, Nuo Yan did not think about escaping suddenly. Perhaps she knew very well in her heart that she could not escape at all.
Falled.
The night was as quiet as water, and the cool wind kept blowing from the wind vent in the corridor, making the back squirm cool.
After a long time, I finally arrived at the classroom of Class One in Three Years. At the corner there is the only staircase passage leading to the piano room on the third floor.
Nuoyan couldn't help but remember that it was here that she had heard Hang Zhanyou telling that ghost story in front of everyone, for two consecutive nights. And she had heard the piano playing these two nights, but it was the first one.
The person I met was Jin Yifan, while the person I met was Jin Qiaochen.
"What's wrong?" Looking at Nuo Yan who was unable to move forward, Hang Zhanyou immediately stopped and looked back and asked.
"Nothing," Nuoyan withdrew her thoughts and continued to look at Hang Zhanyou, "Aren't you going to the piano room? Let's go."
After saying that, Nuoyan instead stepped forward with great strides, taking Hang Zhanyou one step up the stairs, so calmly.
I have been here many times, and each time I feel different, and this time I am completely different. Nuo Yan went to the third floor with expectations for the story that happened three years ago.
The door of the piano room was still closed, and the unknown was full of unknowns. I wonder if Peng Xinyan's ghost would still be waiting for her there. She hated her so much and regarded her as her rival. When she met her rival, she was extremely jealous.
When we meet, she will never let her go easily.
"What's wrong? Don't you believe my words?" Looking at Nuo Yan who stopped moving forward again, Hang Zhanyou shrugged helplessly, "Although I am a ghost, it doesn't mean that the ghost's words cannot be believed."
After saying that, he walked straight forward and pushed the door open.
Sure enough, as Hang Zhanyou said, there was no ghost of Peng Xinyan at all. Could it be that she really left?