Ghost Chronicle in May

Duan Wuyang suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

He gasped for breath, feeling the cold sweat wet his back, his hands and feet were cold.

After a while, Duan Wuyang looked up, only to find that he was still in the dormitory, still lying on his iron bed, and the thin air conditioner was kicked aside by him.

The dilapidated fan at the top creaked and rotated, sending a faint breeze.

The other five people in the dormitory were still sleeping soundly, and the loud snoring of the fat man on the first bed made Duan Wuyang feel extremely at ease.

...It should just be a nightmare, right?

He sighed, looked at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, turned over the alarm clock next to the pillow and looked——

Five thirty-five.

Duan Wuyang pursed his lips, and warned himself not to think about it.

He threw the pillows over the bunk, turned over, and put the quilt over his head again.

…Even though he tried to comfort himself that it was just a nightmare, the suffocating feeling of being strangled by someone in the dream was so clear.

It was so clear that he would suffocate to death in a second.

can not breath……

In fear and anxiety, Duan Wuyang fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, it was already past ten in the morning, and he was the only one in the dormitory.

This day there was only one class in the afternoon, and the people in the dormitory either went to participate in club activities or went to play. Duan Wuyang was already used to this rhythm, but when he woke up and found that he was alone, he still felt inexplicable disturbed.

Duan Wuyang was lying on the bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling, he had neither the appetite for eating nor the desire to play games.

So he turned over, buried his face in the pillow, and fell asleep again.

After sleeping like this for a whole day, Duan Wuyang's eyes were swollen when he woke up the next day.

This day early in the morning Duan Wuyang had a class to attend, so he reluctantly got up to brush his teeth and wash his face.After spending a whole day sleeping, he finally dispelled some of the fear in his heart. He also wanted to understand whether it was a blessing or a curse. If it was a disaster, he couldn't avoid it. If he was destined to be unlucky, he couldn't avoid it either.

The other five people in the dormitory were also sleepwalking, brushing their teeth and washing their faces. The holiday syndrome of the Dragon Boat Festival had not passed yet, and the expressions on their faces were as if they were overindulgent. .

Duan Wuyang was packing his professional books and preparing to go to class, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door.

Calm, but seemed to have some unknown impatience.

Fatty, who was closest to the door, went to open the door sleepily. When the door opened, a strange face appeared.

With peach blossoms in her eyes, a straight nose bridge, and a tall and slender figure, the visitor was wearing a white shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans.Shirts are extremely common clothing in University Z, but it seems that very few people can wear shirts with this kind of temperament. The black jeans even wrapped the man's slender and straight legs tightly.

The combination of shirt and jeans is too ordinary, but the person in front of him is wearing this clothes in a way that others can't wear.

"Meng Jungui?" After the fat man opened the door, he was immediately confused when he saw the person coming, rubbed his eyes, and re-confirmed that he was not mistaken.

After confirming that the person who came was indeed Meng Jungui, he became even more puzzled, why would such a famous man like Meng Jungui come to their dormitory?

Duan Wuyang was turning his head to look at Meng Jungui at this time, but when he saw what Meng Jungui was holding in his hand, he suddenly paused.

Meng Jungui held a yellowed envelope in his hand.

If Duan Wuyang remembers correctly, the envelope in Meng Jungui's hand is exactly the envelope he packed when he received the CD.

Thinking of this, Duan Wuyang suddenly felt his scalp go numb and his whole body go cold.

Meng Jungui smiled slightly at the six people in the dormitory, it was quite sunny, and the air seemed to be much softer.

He nodded and said with a smile: "Hello, I'm Meng Jungui from class one." Meng Jungui and Duan Wuyang are in the same major, but they are not in the same class.But it's not bad, because there are only two classes in their major.

"Hello, hello, I'm Pang Da from class two." Fatty took Meng Jungui's words and introduced himself, but he was a little confused. Meng Jungui ran to the dormitory early in the morning, In order to have a friendly exchange of self-introduction with their dormitory?

Meng Jungui glanced at Fatty, and his eyes swept over the other five people... I don't know if it was Duan Wuyang's illusion, but he always felt that Meng Jungui's gaze seemed to pause on him for an exceptionally long time.

But in fact, Meng Jungui's glance was just a quick sweep.

Meng Jungui smiled apologetically at the six people, and then raised the envelope in his hand: "I just wanted to ask a question... Has anyone among you received this kind of envelope?"

Duan Wuyang paused and pursed his lips.

"What envelope?" Big Fatty scratched his fat head, and was about to shake his head, but was interrupted by Duan Wuyang's words.

"I...I, I got it." After Duan Wuyang finished speaking, he lowered his eyes.

"What? Fifth? What's in that envelope?"

Meng Jungui looked at Duan Wuyang, his eyes flickering, and after a while, he said, "Come with me."

Duan Wuyang's eyelashes trembled wildly, and he nodded falteringly.

"Hey, but we're going to have class later..." Although Fatty was confused, he insisted on the principle of being a good room leader and cared about the class attendance of his roommates. If you are absent from work, you will fail a course, hey..."

"Okay." Duan Wuyang nodded.

"Hey fifth, you..." Big Fatty's eyes widened.

Meng Jungui smiled at Big Fatty, and said, "It's not a difficult thing to shout for him, is it?"

"In case it is discovered..."

"The friendship between our brothers for so many years is better than this!" Duan Wuyang glared at him.

"Okay." Big Fatty scratched his fat head.

Meng Jungui nodded towards Duan Wuyang, then turned and walked out.

Duan Wuyang paused and followed.

The fourth child patted Duan Wuyang on the shoulder, and said slyly, "Fifth child, how did you and our tie grass know each other?"

Duan Wuyang glanced at him, shook his head, and walked towards Meng Jungui's back.

Meng Jungui stopped at the stairs of the escape route.

This staircase is closed for many years because it is an escape route, and no one will pass by here.

Duan Wuyang silently followed Meng Jungui and stopped, watching Meng Jungui slowly take out a plate from the envelope...

Sure enough, it was the plate engraved with "From Hell".

At this time, the four words engraved on the plate were already as red as blood, and it seemed that blood would flow at any time.

Duan Wuyang pursed his lips and looked at Meng Jungui silently.

Meng Jungui looked at Duan Wuyang, and said slowly: "You should have received this plate, too."

Duan Wuyang nodded silently.

Meng Jungui continued: "Although it's unbelievable... But the story I told at the fraternity party before seems to have really happened. The night before the Dragon Boat Festival, I found this envelope at the door of the dormitory."

Duan Wuyang suddenly raised his head and looked at Meng Jungui.

Meng Jungui smiled and said, "My dormitory is also in 505."

Z University has a total of seven student apartments, so there are seven 505 dormitories in total.

"I thought it was just someone else's prank, but..." Meng Jungui held the edge of the CD tightly, his fingers were white and slender, and his nails were neatly manicured, "On the day I received this CD In the evening, I was called by a girl who also attended the sorority and heard the story I told... She was a little scared, but I reassured her that it was just a prank."

"But just this morning, that girl died," Meng Jungui lowered his eyes, "just like in the story, she was strangled to death by her hair."

"About five o'clock this morning, a girl in the girls' dormitory went to the toilet, but found that the door of the bathroom next door was not closed. She pushed it open and found the girl lying in the bathroom. The girl seemed to be taking a shower before, but …When the other girl went in, she found that the girl had died in the bathroom. The hair of the dead girl had become very long and wrapped around her neck. The girl seemed to have been killed by her own hair She was strangled to death, and her expression was horrifying when she died... Just like in that story, when that girl died, someone shaved off her eyebrows and she was bald."

Duan Wuyang felt chills all over his body when he heard it, and he couldn't help asking: "How did you know? Why didn't we hear about it?" But he thought about what happened this morning, so he stopped talking.

Meng Jungui looked at him and said with a wry smile: "The girl who found the body screamed and passed out on the spot. There was a lot of commotion. I am the person in charge of the students, so of course I rushed to the scene immediately... ...I saw the girl's body with my own eyes. The school means to suppress the matter, but how can this kind of matter be suppressed, I am afraid that within a day or two, all the students in the school will know about it."

Duan Wuyang was silent.

"When I saw the girl's death, I immediately remembered that story... Later I saw this CD on that girl's bookshelf," Meng Jungui's voice was a little hoarse, but his expression was still sunny and soft, I don't know if he was comforting himself or Duan Wuyang, "The girl's affairs were out of my control later on, so I ran over immediately to find all the people in the 505 dormitory who received this disc... because of that The girls' dormitory is at 505."