My old gong is a ghost?

Something seemed to be moving in the darkness.

Tong Xiaosong tried to open his eyes wide, his breathing was short of fear.

Finally, he saw clearly what was in the darkness—it was a person! ?

To be precise, it was a figure, which got closer and closer to him, and climbed onto his bed.

He panted violently, but his body couldn't move an inch.

As the shadow got closer, he finally remembered why the smell of the copper basin was so familiar.

The person who bullied him in the old school building last night seemed to have the same smell, but it was very weak.

The figure is getting closer!

He could even feel the weight of the figure.

But even though the figure was almost on his face, he still couldn't see anything clearly, as if the figure had nothing but darkness.

A pair of familiar big hands groped his body, and cold lips lingered on his neck.

"Woo..." Tong Xiaosong trembled his lips, he couldn't even make a sound, even if he exhausted his strength, he could only cry weakly.

This figure, this feeling, this is the person from last night!

Or... not people.

Tong Xiaosong sobbed, will he die tonight?

Just when he was guessing wildly, his lips turned cold.

The next second, he passed out.

***

The morning sun was reflected on the window, Tong Xiaosong turned over sleepily, rubbed his hands on the quilt for a few minutes, and then got up.

In the next second, he froze.

Last night...was that a dream?

He looked up at the light, which was off.

And he remembered that he never turned off the lights last night.

He hurriedly lowered his head to look at himself, he was still wearing the clothes from last night, and he seemed to have done nothing other than those few offensive groping and licking kisses.

why?

It was as if they were pestering him specifically.

Tong Xiaosong suddenly thought of Bixian. Zhu Fan said that Bixian would pester the first person to let go.

Then why didn't he die?

Why did Zhu Fan and the others die?

With some doubts and guesses, he couldn't help but look down under the bed.

The old copper basin was quietly placed under the bed.

Tong Xiaosong took a deep breath and straightened up in a daze.

All this...what the hell is going on?

After thinking for a while, he accidentally saw the clock hanging on the wall, and he was going to be late!

He hurriedly got up and got out of bed to change clothes, picked up his washbasin and towel and ran towards the water room.

The water room has been sterilized, but few students use it, and most of the students go to the water room on other floors.

After all, yesterday's terrifying scene was too impressive.

Tong Xiaosong didn't have so many worries, after all, he was about to be late for class, and it would be better if no one competed with him for the seat.

It's just that when he lowered his head and brushed his teeth, the blood red scene yesterday flashed in his mind, and he still couldn't help avoiding his eyes.

***

Just as he hurried upstairs with his schoolbag on his back, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. Tong Xiaosong looked back and saw Gu Xuan with a pale and ugly complexion.

Gu Xuan was dressed in white casual clothes, and his whole body was bright and beautiful, but there were dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night.

As if bumping into something dirty, Tong Xiaosong immediately let go of his hand and backed up to the wall before stopping.

Because he ran in a hurry and was frightened by Gu Xuan, he panted heavily and asked in horror: "What else are you doing!?"

"You... have become more courageous?" Gu Xuan glared at Tong Xiaosong viciously, and he found that the eyes behind the hair were wide open, besides fear, there was actually anger, unlike the past, when nothing but fear is to dodge.

When the class bell rang, Tong Xiaosong was a little anxious, and asked again in a low voice: "Can I leave get out of class if I have something to say?"

"No!" Gu Xuan immediately remembered the purpose of his visit this time. He strode forward and supported the wall behind Tong Xiaosong, trapping Tong Xiaosong. People, asked in a hoarse voice: "What did you and Zhu Fan see in the old school building? Did you see ghosts? What did they look like? Is it one or a group? What did they want to do? What did you do? Why did they kill people? Why are you okay?"

No matter what he thought last night, he felt that the matter should have appeared at the source.

That is the old school building!

Someone must have changed something in the old school building, and that's what caused the chain reaction.

And the only ones who have been to the old school building recently are Tong Xiaosong and the three who have died.

Tong Xiaosong avoids Gu Xuan, he feels that the other party has a disgusting perfume smell.

Gu Xuan today is completely different from last night.

Grumpy, chaotic, vicious, like a nasty vicious thug.

It will only make him feel endless disgust and nausea.

Why did you come to him again?

Isn't what happened last night over?

What does Gu Xuan want to force him to do again! ?

Gu Xuan yelled out of control: "Answer me! Answer me quickly!"

"I don't know." Tong Xiaosong's voice was choked up, and he cried uncontrollably: "Why do you ask me..."

Gu Xuan's voice drew out the teacher who was teaching.

"What are you doing! Why aren't you in class!? Tong Xiaosong!"

Gu Xuan looked at the teacher, his eyes were a little red.

The teacher knew Gu Xuan, frowned and said, "Gu Xuan, it's already class time, why are you still here? If you have something to ask Tong Xiaosong, come back after class, don't delay the class time."

Gu Xuan said in a hoarse voice: "Teacher, I'll give you 1 yuan, don't worry about my business."

"What did you say!?" The teacher's voice became severe, he stepped forward and pulled Tong Xiaosong over, and reprimanded Gu Xuan: "The teacher always thought you were a good boy, what did you just say! Know what is Respect the teacher! I will tell your class teacher about this, hurry up! Go to class!"

Gu Xuan glanced at Tong Xiaosong unwillingly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, teacher, something happened at home, and I got impulsive."

"At home?" The teacher asked suspiciously: "How do I remember...you came out of the orphanage."

Gu Xuan didn't speak, bowed to the teacher: "I'm sorry..." then turned and left.

Tong Xiaosong wiped his tears with his hands, feeling aggrieved and sad.

Obviously everything has nothing to do with him, he was forced, why are you looking for him now.

The teacher looked at Tong Xiaosong who kept crying, sighed, and patted Tong Xiaosong on the shoulder: "Why are you crying, little man, go to class."

Tong Xiaosong walked into the classroom with his head buried, knowing the mocking or contemptuous gazes on him without looking at him.

He sat down on his own seat, wiped away his tears and sniffed hard, then opened his schoolbag and took out the books he needed.

Faintly, he heard someone laughing.

"You still cry when you're too old, you coward..."

Tong Xiaosong's vision was blurred again, he wiped it with his sleeve, tried to open his eyes wide and took out the pen he wanted to use from the pencil case.

***

After class, Tong Xiaosong heard the students in the classroom discussing what happened yesterday.

"Have you heard? The police checked all the surveillance cameras and found that all three of them committed suicide."

"I've heard! It seems that not only monitoring, but also forensic verification and on-site restoration are all suicides."

"I don't think so, there is no warning."

"I think..." The classmate lowered his voice and glanced at Tong Xiaosong: "Could it be him who did it?"

"Ha, are you kidding me? Just that little bean sprout, what can he do?"

"Oh, that's what I said."

"Tong Xiaosong."

Tong Xiaosong raised his head suddenly, Gu Xuan's face became more haggard, and the other party stared at him sinisterly.

Gu Xuan lowered his voice and said, "I'll see you at the gate of the old school building at twelve o'clock in the evening. If you dare not go, you will be the next one to die. You don't need to commit suicide, I will kill you."

After saying this, Gu Xuan turned around and left.

This time his pale face turned into Tong Xiaosong, who clenched his fist unwillingly and resentfully.

It's twelve o'clock again, and the old school building again.

Where exactly were they trying to drive him, what were they trying to do with him?

It was as if something was going in an uncontrollable direction.

But he is still weak and has no choice, unable to resist.