Horror games? Whatever, I'll die.

He forgot to hide his phone before going to school.

He still remembers the feeling of being hit with a rolling pin by Old Man Liang.

A sharp, urgent whistle rang out from outside the window; it was an ultimatum, and if he delayed any longer, he would really get a beating from the instructor.

Liang Zaibing put on her loosely fitting military training uniform, grabbed her toothbrush cup, and ran into the bathroom in two steps.

In just a short while, Lu Hao and Huang Fang had almost finished washing up.

After washing his face, Huang Fang glanced at the mirror and was suddenly stunned.

The young man next to him had slightly long black hair, and his right eye, half-hidden by the stray hairs, was a shocking blood red, while his left eye was a normal light brown.

It looks inexplicably eerie.

The lighting was too poor last night and he was too far away to notice anything.

He hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the mirror. "What... happened to your eyes?"

Liang Zaibing was also a little surprised, as she had been perfectly normal before going to bed yesterday.

"It might be a bacterial infection. I'll go to the hospital to get it checked out when I have time."

"Is that so?" Huang Fang nodded with some doubt, but in his memory, conjunctival infections were more common. Could the iris also become inflamed?

"Then you should go to the hospital quickly; you shouldn't delay with this kind of illness."

Liang Zaibing spat out the toothpaste foam, nodded in agreement, wiped her face clean, tied up her hair, and went to the meeting point with them.

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After the leader finished speaking, they were taken to their respective companies for training.

Their instructor was grumpy and fussy; after lining up the formation, he made them stand at attention in the blazing sun for half an hour.

Having been punished by standing since childhood, Liang Zaibing could still stand, but Huang Fang had already started to twist and turn.

Liang Zaibing whispered a reminder to him, "Don't move, the instructor is looking over here."

Huang Fang immediately stood up straight, but the instructor had already spotted him.

Just when he thought he was about to be caught and punished, the instructor suddenly stopped, pointed at a girl in a red dress about ten meters away, and yelled, "Which class are you in? Why aren't you wearing your military training uniform and wandering around outside?"

The girl was tall but too thin; the dark red silk dress made her look like a skeleton.

Her silky black hair cascaded down her shoulders, swaying slightly as she walked, exuding a mature charm that didn't belong to a female student.

The girl completely ignored the instructor's shouts and disappeared into the fork in the road as soon as she turned around.

The instructor even went after them to check, but returned within two minutes looking completely bewildered, apparently because he hadn't found it.

Huang Fang's gossipy nature kicked in. "She doesn't look like a student to me. She looks like she's from another school. What's she up to here?"

Liang Zaibing didn't even glance at him, and spoke to him in a whisper, "Mind your own business, the instructor will beat you when he gets back."

"No, the instructors won't catch me."

Before Huang Fang could finish gloating, the instructor yelled, "Sixth boy in the fourth row, what are you whispering about? Step forward!"

Huang Fang gave Liang Zaibing a bitter look, and they walked out of the formation together, one after the other.

"The one to his left, step forward too!"

So during the break, everyone else hid in the shade, leaving Liang Zaibing and Huang Fang to stand in the scorching sun as punishment.

Bored while standing as punishment, Liang Zaibing's thoughts tended to wander. His gaze inadvertently fell on the asphalt road in front of him, where tiny specks of damp red mud had appeared on the black surface.

It looks like the place where that girl just walked?

Liang Zaibing felt a little strange. It had just rained last night, so why didn't she avoid walking in the mud? He had thought that girls generally disliked walking in mud.

Before I could figure it out, the person next to me suddenly swayed and fell straight to the ground, their face pale and covered in cold sweat, looking like they were about to die.

The instructor rushed over, "What happened?"

"Report, Instructor, he seems to have heatstroke?"

"These young people nowadays are really in poor health!" The instructor cursed a few times and then had Liang Zaibing take him to the infirmary.

As soon as Liang Zaibing helped him turn the corner, Huang Fang immediately perked up, grimacing as he brushed the dust off his body.

"How can you be so clueless? If you had stayed in that position for a few more minutes, I would have been half-cooked."

Keep in mind that it's the end of August, and the road surface temperature is so high that you could fry an egg on it. Let alone lying on it, even your feet would be burning hot through your shoes.

Liang Zaibing was speechless. "Who knew you would go to such lengths for acting?"

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, you know?" Having successfully fooled the instructor, Huang Fang was very pleased with himself. "Now we can go to the infirmary and enjoy the air conditioning comfortably?"

"That's you. I have to go back after I drop you off."

"It's nothing. I just wanted to check your eyes. If it were serious, you'd probably end up in the hospital. You wouldn't need to worry about military training."

Liang Zaibing rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "Thank you."

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The school clinic was unusually quiet, with only the school doctor in a white coat sitting behind his desk besides them.

The school doctor was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a gentle appearance. He asked Huang Fang in a soft voice where he felt unwell.

Huang Fang's face flushed, and he waved his hand, saying, "I just have a bit of heatstroke. Just give me a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Pills and I'll be fine after lying down for a while. My friend's condition is more serious."

The school doctor shone a flashlight in his eyes and his expression suddenly became serious. "Your iritis is very serious. If it's not removed quickly, it may affect your other eye, and then you might lose both of them."

Liang Zaibing was crying from the blinding light of the flashlight when she was suddenly sentenced to death. In that instant, her confusion and helplessness even overwhelmed the fear of impending blindness.

Huang Fang cried out in alarm, "Your eyes are bleeding!"

Liang Zaibing reached out in confusion to touch his hand, which was covered in blood, but his eyes felt no pain and his vision was not affected.

The school doctor covered his mouth, which was agape in astonishment, with a worried expression. "As you can see, the situation is really critical. I'll ask the school for leave for you right now and contact the city hospital for immediate surgery."

The jinx came true, and Huang Fang was really anxious. "Doctor, you must have misjudged him. How could he have gotten such a serious illness out of nowhere? He was perfectly fine yesterday."

"I……"

He now faces only two choices: grab onto the rope wrapped with barbed wire and climb out of the swamp, or let himself drift and drown in the swamp.

But he didn't want to choose any of them.

Liang Zaibing clenched her fists and then relaxed them. In the end, she decided to go to the hospital for a second diagnosis, just in case it was a misdiagnosis.

"Okay, I'll go to the hospital now."

He stood up from the armchair and was about to turn away when he suddenly heard something fall to the ground, landing right at his feet.

It was an old, yellowed photograph showing a family of three standing side by side, each of them smiling happily.

Is this his?

But he doesn't recognize the people in the picture, so why would he have someone else's family photo in his pocket?

While he was pondering, the school doctor suddenly came over and bent down to pick up the photos.

"Excuse me, this is a photo of my husband when he was a child. How did it end up here?"

Her body reacted faster than her mind; Liang Zaibing grabbed the photo first.

Just as I was about to stand up straight, I suddenly felt something was wrong. Why was there a red area on the right side of my vision?

He instinctively turned his head and saw a patch of blood-red hem.