It was the fourteenth day of the eighth month of the Jiayin year.
Mobei Middle School is located in Yinshan District, Haicheng. It is the best senior high school in the area. It cannot be compared with the key middle schools in the main city, but it is indeed one of the best 'famous high schools' in the local area.
The outer wall of the bell tower, which has been weathered for more than thirty years and has turned slightly gray, stands majestically.
Cheng An returned to his alma mater and tried to recall his "own high school memories" in his mind. The memories were blurred, and occasionally there were some unforgettable things.
There is the confusion when entering high school for the first time, the hard work when one fails in the final exam for the first time, the heartbreak and depression when the beloved girl falls into the arms of others, and the high spirits when finally admitted to Shanghai University...
All the past events emerged, but they could no longer stir up any disturbance in his heart.
"After all, it is just another person's life. If you have not experienced it personally, even if it is engraved in your memory, you cannot empathize with it."
"I... can be regarded as worthy of you. At least in the eyes of others in the future, Cheng An will not be a poor man who was killed by a murderous hand before he could graduate from college."
Cheng An couldn't help but laugh, stretched out his hand to flick the dust off his collar, and walked into the campus which was still lively today.
On campus, there are green paths, red walls and green tiles, and lights and colors everywhere in preparation for the Mid-Autumn Festival Party.
Due to some unspeakable reasons, the first-year high school students could not attend this party.
Tonight, only high school seniors and some high school sophomores who are over 18 years old and are serious adults can attend the party and watch the program.
The program mainly consists of a few special teachers in the school delivering speeches to encourage the new senior high school students to prepare for the college entrance examination with a countdown of 275 days;
Secondly, the students took to the stage to perform talent performances, including guzheng playing, opera, street dancing, etc.
In short, the tricks are still the same, but in the final analysis, it is people who watch, and there must be people who continue to follow the footsteps left by their predecessors to watch this 'intangible cultural heritage'.
One year spent similar, each year is different.
It was after five o'clock at the school gate before Cheng An saw Cheng Yuyi and the crowd pouring down from the bus not far away.
"Hey, brother! Here, here!"
This gentle and sweet girl seemed to have changed into a different person. Her face was full of excitement, and she dragged a girl who was wearing an off-white top and tight jeans with an extremely perfect figure.
She came to Cheng An, patted the girl on the shoulder, waved her little hand and said:
"Brother, this is my roommate, Yu Lingling. You can just call her Xiao Yu."
"Hello, brother." The girl in off-white clothes brushed her long hair from her eyes to her ears and said with a slight blush.
If this style were shown to boys who are just beginning to fall in love, they would be fascinated and willing to become their slaves.
It's a pity that Cheng An is an old driver and has rich experience.
He just glanced at it, nodded without any expression, and said, "Oh, you guys are having fun, I'll hang around the school, give me a call after you finish the party."
"Okay... eh, wait?!"
Cheng Yuyi stretched out her hand, but Cheng An had already walked away, heading towards the school library.
Her little mouth opened slightly and she stood there stunned.
"Yiyi, your brother is so handsome, but he doesn't seem to like me very much?" Yu Lingling pulled the corner of her roommate's clothes, looking a little aggrieved.
Cheng Yuyi said hurriedly: "No, my brother will act like this when he sees the girl he likes. He's too embarrassed to talk too much."
"real?"
"Really! Let's go to the music classroom first. If we get there late, we won't have a good seat!"
"Oh well."
Yu Lingling followed reluctantly.
…
Cheng An walked around this relatively familiar campus for a while, passing by the laboratory building, football field, music classroom hall and other places.
For some reason, he always felt that today's brightly decorated campus was filled with an uncomfortable feeling everywhere.
Maybe it’s because school is a palace of knowledge and shouldn’t do all these fancy things to pollute the eyeballs?
Helplessly, Cheng An finally wandered into the library.
After all, he is still a child who loves to learn.
The library is his favorite place.
However, the collection of books in the high school library can no longer meet his needs.
Today, the library is also empty. There is only a librarian at the front desk. His head is lowered and he doesn't know whether he is playing with his mobile phone or sleeping.
The lights flickered on and off, and the contact was not very good.
After walking around and not seeing any interesting books, Cheng An was about to leave the library.
With a Kacha sound, Cheng An picked up a student ID card. It was a very ordinary boy named Zhang Zhou.
Not knowing whose ID it was, Cheng An took the student ID directly to the administrator and said, "Hello, classmate, I picked up an ID card. Could you please help me pass it on to your teacher."
The administrator didn't respond and continued to nod his head repeatedly with a very stable frequency.
"Classmate? Can you hear me?"
Cheng An felt a little confused and reached out to shake his shoulder.
Katcha, there was another soft sound.
His head rolled completely off his neck, the incision was round, and blood slowly overflowed from the edge.
The head turned twice on the ground and hit a bookshelf with a loud sound.
His face was upward, his eyes were closed, and the corners of his mouth were raised, maintaining a certain smile of satisfaction, showing a few white teeth.
"hiss……"
Cheng An suddenly felt a chill.
What happened?
He walked forward and saw that the mobile phone was still on on the table at the front desk.
This was supposed to be browsing a mobile phone. Cheng An picked it up and saw that he was browsing a forum called 'Supernatural Events'.
The post is a short video of a scantily clad, gaudy-looking woman sitting by a pool, playing in the water and showing off her figure.
The background is in an obviously remote mountain.
There is accompanying text below:
"Incredibly recommended! Nature, which has never been polluted by the secular world, is the best place to visit! Drive to the mountainside behind Canal Park, drive about five kilometers inward, and you will see a sign saying "No Entry!" with a picture.
Warning sign for eucalyptus.
"Don't worry about it. Just drive two kilometers further and you will reach this natural spring! Let's take a bath and swim here with my little sisters. I hope I can be accompanied by my little brother!"
Seeing this, Cheng An's mouth twitched.
This sign clearly said that the area was prone to landslides, and these girls were too courageous.
Click on the comments from netizens below, which is quite interesting.
"Damn it, don't be fooled. You're tricking people into playing in an area prone to landslides. What kind of cybernetic water ghost is this? You need to catch a substitute, right?"
"Oh, it's cool to be a ghost under the peonies."
"Please send me your phone number. How can you make money by posting this kind of video without leaving your phone number?"
"Everyone, please stop making trouble. There is something wrong with this video. I suspect that the owner of the video has an ulterior motive. My friend is dead! You can click on my homepage to see it! Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!"
Um?
Cheng An keenly noticed that the guy who asked others to click on the homepage had a link below. The link color was not blue, but dark yellow.
This shows that the administrator who just died had opened this link before his death and then returned.
"Is there something wrong with this link?"
Cheng An twisted his neck and opened the link cautiously.
There was a crash, and an extremely terrifying ghost face popped up all over the screen!
It is extremely lifelike, with a bloodless face, but every pore on the face and every pit on the skin is extremely clear. The teeth are overflowing with black blood, and there are two dark holes in the eye sockets. The expression seems to be grinning.
The still photos are enough to make people shudder.
The camera was shot from a distance, and then the ghost's face suddenly jumped onto the camera. At first glance, it looked like the ghost was about to jump out of the screen, which made it even more terrifying.
Even Cheng An, who had seen a real ghost, was so frightened that his hands shook at this moment, and he cursed this guy with the ID of "a great conscience man" in his heart.
Damn it, anyone who posts scary animated pictures on the forum should be put in a pig cage!
He pressed the back button on the web page and prepared to call the police immediately. He also called the Linhai District Branch and his supervisor Yu Xiangtong to call the police. This would save him a lot of trouble.
However, pressing the back button did not work.
The phone seems to be stuck at this time.
The grimaces on the screen were smiling more and more exaggeratedly.
Cheng An noticed that a thin silk thread bounced out from the tongue of the grimace on the screen.
It fluttered in the air, circled around his neck, and slowly tightened.