Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"Oh, my head still hurts a bit now, I can't read it."

She pulled me back from my thoughts and I didn't even know what I was thinking about.

"Then eat some candy. I heard that sweet things can cure all diseases and make you happy, haha!"

Hu Jing laughed again and put a candy in my hand.

I took it, peeled off the skin and put it in my mouth.

After 9 o'clock, Wang Fang and Gu Weiying returned to the dormitory happily. It seemed that they had achieved good results today.

Only after they came back did Hu Jing leave my bed.

Because I felt very uneasy, I tossed and turned for a long time before I fell asleep.

The next morning, when I got up and was walking to class, I heard people talking about a boy who had jumped off the building in the boys' dormitory last night.

My heart trembled, and the feeling of uneasiness became even stronger. It was definitely not a coincidence that people kept running away from the building.

I think I should do something, but what identity and reason can I use to investigate this matter?

I felt groggy today. I had no concentration in class and I didn't hear anything the teacher said in class.

This state was not very good, so after dinner, I borrowed Gu Weiying's notes and started copying.

"Liu Feng, what's wrong with you? You seemed to be out of your mind in class today. Usually you take notes very seriously."

Gu Weiying also noticed that something was wrong with me and asked me in confusion.

"Oh, I don't know. I always feel a little uneasy." I sighed and continued.

"By the way, Hu Jing, you are the most well-informed, do you know what the situation is like for that girl who jumped off the building?"

I asked Hu Jing while taking notes.

"I don't know either. It seems the school has deliberately blocked the news."

Hu Jing was applying a facial mask and speaking vaguely while lying on the bed.

I was very disappointed. I didn't hear any news and felt panicky. I calmed myself down and continued to copy my homework.

Wang Fang and Gu Weiying didn’t plan to go out to sell things tonight, as there were only a few goods left from the first purchase.

It was another uneasy night. I was still half asleep when I heard a hurried knock on the door.

I looked up and saw that Gu Weiying had already gotten up and was folding the quilt.

"Wei Ying, why are you up so early? Who is knocking on the door so early?"

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and asked Gu Weiying.

"Oh, it's late, it's past seven. Seeing that you haven't been in good spirits these days, I plan to call you later, just in time for class."

As Gu Weiying spoke, he walked towards the door and prepared to open it.

I squinted my eyes and looked at my watch. Oh, it was already ten minutes past seven. If I delayed getting up any longer, I would not have time to have breakfast. I shook my head and turned over to get up.

"Oh, who is it? It's so early in the morning to disturb my sweet sleep."

Hu Jing was also woken up. She gets up on time every day.

"Hello, classmate, is Liu Feng up yet?"

As soon as Gu Weiying opened the door, a voice came in. It turned out that someone was looking for me.

I looked back and found it was Teacher Yang, followed by Wang Fang with her eyes half closed.

"Well, Aunt Yang, Liu Feng will live here. I'm going to go back and wash up, otherwise I'll be late for class later."

It seemed that they all had difficulty getting out of bed. Wang Fang glanced at me, turned around and left without saying anything.

"Teacher Yang, why are you here?"

It turned out to be Teacher Yang, so I hurried to greet him.

"Liu Feng, you just got up. Come on, wash up and follow me."

Seeing that I was still in my pajamas, Teacher Yang came in without inviting me, walked to my bed and sat down.

I found that although Teacher Yang looked much more energetic than in the previous few days, his eye sockets were sunken and his dark circles were noticeably larger. It was obvious that he had not slept well in the past few days.

"Hurry up and wash up. I'll wait for you here. By the way, ask your classmates to ask for leave for you. You need to do me a favor this morning. I've already told your teacher, so I won't deduct your credits."

Seeing that I was still standing there in a daze, Teacher Yang urged me to wash up.

"Oh, okay."

I responded and quickly picked up my toiletries and ran out. I washed as quickly as possible and returned to the dormitory.

I saw Teacher Yang was actually helping me fold the quilt.

"Teacher Yang, I don't need your help with this, I can do it myself." How embarrassing!

"It's okay, go change your clothes quickly, I have something urgent to do." Teacher Yang didn't even turn his head and urged me to change my clothes.

I didn't care about anything else. I changed my clothes, applied some moisturizer, and then was pulled out of the dormitory by Teacher Yang.

"Teacher Yang, what happened? Why are you so anxious?" I asked as I walked.

"Go out first and talk later." Teacher Yang didn't say anything because he was afraid that other students would hear him because they hadn't left the dormitory yet.

I followed him all the way to the office building and walked to the vice-president's office on the second floor.

The door of the vice-principal's office was closed, and Teacher Yang knocked on the door gently.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his 50s with slightly thinning hair.

"Oh, Teacher Yang, someone is calling, come in quickly."

I followed Teacher Yang in. When he saw us coming in, another man in his 40s who was sitting at the desk stood up.

He is tall and upright, wearing a neat suit that is well-cut and has smooth lines, showing his rigor and competence.

The collar and cuffs of his shirt are clean and tidy, and the color of his tie is just right, adding a bit of stability and elegance to him.

His hair was combed neatly, revealing his broad forehead, and his eyes were wise and determined.

It's obvious that he is an official, probably the director of this office and the vice-president.

After we were seated, Teacher Yang introduced us to each other. The one who opened the door was Director Zheng from the school office, and the younger one was Vice Principal Zheng.

The four of us sat on the sofa in the principal's office.

"Liu Feng, I heard from Teacher Yang that your family has a history of horse feet. I didn't believe that this was caused by any ghosts, but this matter is too strange, and Teacher Yang told us about her personal experience, so we asked her to ask you to come over and help deal with it."

Director Zheng spoke first, while Principal Ma had a look of disdain on his face, as if he did not quite believe in ghosts and gods, and looked at me with an inquiring look.

"Yes, Liu Feng, this is really strange. Do you think it could be that Guo Xiangsong?" Teacher Yang was not very calm.

"Teacher Yang, don't be anxious. Tell Liu Feng what happened first. I think this child doesn't know what's going on."

At this time, Principal Ma also spoke, his eyes never leaving me and his brows furrowed.

Maybe the things that happened on campus recently are a bit tricky. I haven’t figured it out yet and don’t know how to deal with it. In desperation, I followed Teacher Yang’s advice and called me over.

"Oh, it's like this, Liu Feng. There have been people jumping off the building in our school for three consecutive days, and they are all students in my class. We have reported the case, but the police can't find any clues."

Teacher Yang was a little panicked, and his lips trembled when he spoke. He was obviously frightened. All this happened in his class, so he certainly couldn't remain calm.