After Lu Rong took a shower and lay down on the bed, he thought it would take him a long time to fall asleep, but he didn't expect to close his eyes for a while before falling into a deep sleep.
On the contrary, Shen Jize felt sweet and sad for a while, as if he was in the world of ice and fire, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
If his appearance falls into the eyes of others, he is a typical young boy who is trapped by love.
He didn't know how long he was tossing and turning before he fell asleep in a daze. Before sleeping for a while, he was awakened by a strange feeling.
Shen Jize was already familiar with this feeling, so when he opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and there was no sign of sleepiness.
It was already midnight, but the scene in front of me was clearly still daytime. The room was brightly illuminated by natural light, and the whitewashed ceiling was very close, obviously not the roof of the new bedroom.
He turned his head to check and found that he was lying on the upper bunk of a single bed.
There are four bunk beds in this room, a poster of a rock singer is posted on the wall next to it, and a net bag with a basketball is hung next to it.
This scene was so familiar, Shen Jize immediately realized that this was his high school dormitory back then. He sat up and looked out the window. The sky he saw was cloudy and cloudy, but he didn't know what time it was.
He has been used to entering various hallucinations frequently over the years. After realizing that this is another hallucination, he unhurriedly lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed to look under the bed.
— If memory serves me, there will be his baseball bat there.
He was still wearing the black T-shirt and sweatpants he wore when he fell asleep tonight, and he grabbed the wooden frame next to the bed and wanted to jump off. But when he was looking at the opposite bed, he suddenly stopped.
At this moment, a person sat up on the opposite bed, half of his porcelain-white shoulders were exposed in a baggy T-shirt, his hair was disheveled on his head, and he was looking at him in disbelief.
As soon as Lu Rong woke up and sat up, he realized that something was wrong with the scene and realized that he had entered an illusion. But when he saw Shen Jize on the opposite bed, he was quite shocked.
Shen Jize looked at him with the same shocked expression.
Thoughts were running in Lu Rong's mind, it was fine for him to enter the illusion, but why was Shen Jize dragged in again? Must have been intimidated, right
But before he had time to comfort the other party, he heard Shen Jize say: "Don't be afraid, Rongrong, this is just a dream, don't be afraid."
Lu Rong hesitated, and swallowed those words of comfort.
Shen Jize quickly jumped off the upper bunk, walked to Lu Rong's bedside, and raised his hands to him: "Come down."
Lu Rong originally wanted to get off the bed directly, but when he saw that he was in a hugging position, he hesitated for half a second, then jumped down, and was held firmly in Shen Jize's arms.
Both of them were only wearing the clothes they had before going to bed, but they were barefoot without shoes. Shen Jize hugged him and sat down on the chair. He walked to the closet next to the bed, opened the door, and took out two pairs of sneakers.
He handed one pair to Lu Rong: "My cousin forgot to leave it here when he visited me last time, try it."
Lu Rong took the shoes, but didn't put them on immediately, but looked around the room suspiciously.
The house was strange indeed, and he was sure he had never seen it before, which was strange.
He always enters the illusion several times a year, and the scenes he enters are all he has seen before. This is the first time he enters a strange place.
"This is my dormitory in high school." Shen Jize squatted down and put on his shoes, and explained to Lu Rong: "This is an illusion, it's okay, I will take you out."
Of course Lu Rong knew that this was an illusion, and he was not surprised by this. But Shen Jize's reaction was so calm and calm, which is really amazing.
Shen Jize put on his shoes. Seeing that Lu Rong still didn't move, he took the shoe from his hand, picked up one of his feet and began to put on the shoe.
Lu Rong looked down at the black hair in front of him, and asked, "Brother, do you still remember when we entered the illusion when we were young?"
Shen Jize patiently put on his left foot, tied his shoelaces, and started to put on his right foot again, and replied, "I remember."
He raised his head and said to Lu Rong: "We met by the cemetery outside the village, and there is my uncle's construction site building."
Lu Rong thought to himself, not only this, but also the time when you were so scared by me that you ran around all over the forest.
Shen Jize put on his shoes and was about to get up when he heard the sound of flushing from the bathroom on the left, as if someone had just used the toilet inside.
His face changed slightly, and then he returned to normal. Seeing Lu Rong staring at the bathroom, he stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first, and you wait here for me."
Lu Rong hesitated for a while: "Brother, I'm also in a hurry, why don't you let me go first?"
He was afraid that there would be something scary like a ghost in the bathroom, which would scare Shen Jize again.
But Shen Jize said: "The toilet in my dormitory has always had problems. The valve is loose, and sometimes it will automatically turn on the water. I'll clean it up first. I only need to break a small switch."
It turned out to be like this.
Lu Rong felt relieved and said, "Then you go first."
Shen Jize pushed open the door of the bathroom, and after entering, he quickly closed and locked the door. After a click, he turned around and looked inside.
There is only one small window in the bathroom, and there is not much light coming in. There is only a square bright block falling on the opposite wall, and the rest is very dark.
He flicked the switch, and the pale light came on, revealing that there was no one in the small space. Only the toilet in the corner still had a swirling downward flow of water, which looked like it had just been used.
Shen Jize looked around, his eyes flicked over the sink and bathtub, and stopped on the stainless steel hanging rod beside him.
The hanging rod was embedded in the wall by cement nails. He tried to remove it, but failed.
The lights above the head suddenly began to flicker, making the sound of electric current. In the flickering light, he saw a mass of black slowly rising from the toilet hole.
It was a thick mass of hair, floating and spreading in the little water left in the toilet. The black hair seemed to be alive, climbing and wriggling towards the outside of the toilet.
Shen Jize stared at the toilet coldly, as if he wanted to reach out, but frowned in disgust. He looked around and saw the leather stick leaning against the tile wall in the corner, picked it up, and stabbed it towards the center of the toilet without thinking.
As the bucket fell, the toilet hissed like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and the hair that climbed to the edge of the toilet also began to twist and tremble, as if suffering great pain.
One stroke, two strokes, three strokes, finally those hairs couldn't stand the pain, they retracted quickly, and then drilled straight down from the hole, and finally disappeared.
Shen Jize panted slightly and waited for a while to make sure that those hairs would no longer appear, then pressed the flush button and put the leather stick back in place.
He slammed the toilet lid shut, went to the sink and squeezed the hand sanitizer to wash his hands, then looked at the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair, tidying up his messy hairstyle, and then pushed the door and walked out.
"There is indeed something wrong with the water tank in the bathroom. I just fixed it." Shen Jize stopped walking as soon as he finished speaking.
Lu Rong was standing in front of his single bed, looking at the posters hanging on the wall. The rock singer on it was carrying a guitar and wearing a black vest with English swear words written on it. The exposed body parts were all tattoos, the nose, eyebrows, ears and lower lip were pierced, and there were large and small rings hanging on them.
"This isn't my bed, it's the one you slept in." Shen Jize regretted letting Lu Rong see his former middle school two.
Lu Rong didn't think there was any problem, and after he was about to leave the illusion, he went to find the singer's information. He wanted to know everything Shen Jize liked.
After reading the poster, his eyes fell again, and stopped on an object next to the pillow.
Shen Jize also looked over, said badly in secret, and just rushed forward to take it away, but Lu Rong was a step faster than him, and snatched the thing.
"Stool deer." Lu Rong looked at the wicker ball in his palm, touched the four bamboo sticks stuck on it, and smiled like a sneaky little fox.
He turned to look at Shen Jize, with a joyful light in his eyes: "Brother, this is your bed, look, the stool."
Shen Jize looked aside uncomfortably, and changed the subject abruptly: "I'll go to the next door now, and you'll wait in the room. Don't run around, there may be danger in other places, and I'll be back in two or three minutes. "
After speaking, he squatted in front of the bed, reached under the bed, and took out a strong baseball bat.
Anyway, Lu Rong has already found out that this is his bed, so it doesn't matter.
Shen Jize quickly left the room and slammed the door. Lu Rong was a little worried that he was alone, and wanted to chase him out, but at this moment, another strange sound came from the bathroom.
This time it wasn't the sound of flushing water, but the sound of bangs, like someone knocking eagerly on the door, or someone was banging desperately on the wall with a stick.
With a thought in his heart, Lu Rong chose the latter between chasing after Shen Jize and checking the bathroom.
—If there is something scary in the bathroom, you have to get rid of it quickly, and you can't scare my brother.
He walked to the bathroom, pushed the door open, and locked the door in case Shen Jize came back suddenly. Turning around, his eyes fell on the closed toilet by the wall.
The abnormal sound was coming from the toilet. It seemed that there was something alive shut inside. He tried his best to get it out, and he lifted the lid up a crack and then dropped it, making a rattling sound.
With a sullen pretty face, Lu Rong stood and looked around the bathroom, his eyes flicked over the bare bathtub and sink, and stopped on the stainless steel bar on the wall where towels were hung.
He took two steps forward, grabbed the crossbar and pulled it out, but the crossbar was firmly fixed on the tile, and it didn't move even after several attempts. If he turned into a deer, he could pull out the bar, but Shen Jize would come back anytime, so it was obviously inappropriate to become a deer now.
The thing in the toilet seemed to sense someone outside, and struggled harder, and finally with a bang, the lid was overturned, and a large black mass scrambled out.
Thick black clumps hung on the side of the toilet, thousands of strands twisted and spread down, it turned out to be a mass of life-like hair.
The hair was dripping wet, onto the tiled floor. Lu Rong thought that it was wet from the toilet, and instantly felt sick.
His eyes quickly turned away, and he landed on a leather stick leaning against the corner, and took two steps forward to get the leather stick.
But before he could make any movement, the hair suddenly stopped spreading, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
Then, they trembled together, the black curtain swayed in fine lines, and quickly slid to the other direction of the toilet, as if the farther away from Lu Rong the better, they were full of fear for this cockroach.
Lu Rong looked at the leather stick in his hand, walked to the toilet, and found that the hair trembled even more.
"Afraid?" He raised his leather stick and approached those hairs.
Sure enough, the hair trembled as if it had been electrocuted, and there was a frightened hissing sound.
"It doesn't matter if you're afraid." After Lu Rong said indifferently, he stabbed the leather stick against the toilet.
The hissing sound between the hair was even harsher, full of resentment and panic, and the pain could be heard in it, trembling like countless poisonous snakes struggling desperately.
There was no fluctuation on Lu Rong's face, he only poked down one by one, making a muffled plopping sound. After the hair rolled and twisted for a while, it couldn't resist anymore, and retracted into the hole as if fleeing.
Finally, there was nothing in the toilet, so he put down the leather bag, pressed the flush button, closed the toilet lid, and washed his hands in front of the faucet without any haste.
After leaving the bathroom and returning to the room to sit down, Shen Jize pushed open the door of the dormitory and walked in.
"Brother." Lu Rong raised his head and called out.
Shen Jize stood at the door with a baseball bat in his hand, looking at Lu Rong who was sitting on the chair.
His skin was as white as smooth jade, his eyes were curved and his eyelashes were long, and he sat obediently in the center of the room, like a fragile and beautiful doll.
After Shen Jize stared at him for a few seconds, he stretched out his hand lovingly: "Let's go, get out."
Lu Rong stood up and took a few steps forward, holding that hand.
Shen Jize's warm and slender hands just held him in the palm of his hand. As he walked out, he said, "We are going to find a passage out of the illusion, and we may encounter terrible things along the way, just like the ones we saw in the illusion when we were young." Ghost."
He paused, saw that Lu Rong didn't show any fear, and smiled at him with his eyes bent, and continued: "But it's okay, I will deal with those ghosts, no matter what the situation is, don't be afraid."
"I know." Lu Rong replied obediently.
"If you're too scared, just cover your eyes and don't look at it. Just remember that brother is by your side and will protect you."
"Well, brother is really nice."
There was a long corridor outside the dormitory, and the doors of the rooms on both sides were wide open. Obviously, Shen Jize had already checked it.
When Lu Rong was led through those rooms, he saw that there were only empty wooden frames inside, and there was a musty smell.
"This building has only four floors. I have checked both upstairs and downstairs. I didn't find any passages. Let's go out and look for them."
Shen Jize dragged him down the stairs, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty dormitory building.
As soon as the two stepped out of the dormitory gate, they were in the thick fog. There was a chaotic whiteness all around, and it was impossible to see anything at a distance.
Shen Jize held Lu Rong in one hand and a baseball bat in the other, and walked carefully towards the gate in his memory.
"Follow me, don't get lost." He vigilantly checked the thick fog around him, guarding against something suddenly jumping out of it.
"En." Lu Rong obediently responded, and leaned closer to Shen Jize, leaning half of his body on his arm.
Shen Jize only held his hand tighter.
"Brother, do you often enter illusions too?" Lu Rong couldn't help asking seeing that he was indeed very experienced.
Shen Jize didn't notice his word Ye, and just replied, "Occasionally."
Since he entered the illusion with Lu Rong when he was a child, this situation has happened seven or eight times.
At first, he didn't know the purpose of this illusion, it seemed that he just wanted to trap him in it, deliberately made some twists and turns, and hid the exit passage in an undiscovered corner. Fortunately, every time he searched carefully, he could always get out safely.
The power of the illusion behind seems to be increasing, and ghosts and ghosts that should not exist in this world begin to appear.
But it may be because he is the creator of this illusion, so he can also cause damage to those ghosts, no longer like when he was a child, he can only be chased and run around.
He is not afraid of these ghosts, but he is afraid that they will hurt Lu Rong.
Lu Rong noticed that there seemed to be a black shadow flashing in the thick fog on the left, and just as he was about to remind Shen Jize, he heard him suddenly say: "Be careful, hold on to me."
"Hmm." He held Shen Jize firmly, thinking that if any ghost jumped out, he had to protect him.
There is a brown-red plastic floor under his feet, and he stepped on it silently. Shen Jize knew that he had already reached the basketball court. If he kept walking to the left, he would soon reach the gate.
It's just that the light group that went out has not been found yet, and the school must be searched again. Fortunately, no matter how well hidden the passage is, it will be noticed when passing by. This private high school is located in a prime location where every inch of land is expensive, so the campus is not big, so it's easy to find.
A gust of cool wind blew away the surrounding mist, and a building could be vaguely seen directly in front of it. Immediately, the mist surged to fill it up again, churning into a ball, thicker than before.
"The teaching building is opposite the playground. Let's go and have a look. There are only three floors. If the passage is there, we will find it soon."
Shen Jize held Lu Rong back by his hand, looked around vigilantly, and comforted him.
The person behind did not answer, but only moved the hand held by him, as if responding that he knew.
Shen Jize took two more steps forward, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He stopped, and the chill climbed from his heart to his back, and then quickly spread to his limbs.
At this time, the hand he held in his palm was no longer soft and tender with warmth, but became thin and hard, and it was like a ball of thousand-year-old ice, and the coldness penetrated into the skin.
Shen Jize held his breath and slowly turned his head. When he saw the person behind him clearly, his pupils suddenly constricted.
Behind him was a strange woman with a pale face and two bloody tears hanging from her eyes, with a strange smile on her face, looking at her eeriely.
Her hair was coagulated by blood on her head, forming a hard mass, and her hands, as skinny as firewood, were being held in her own.
And Lu Rong was gone.