Walking on the road, Ren Zhifei took a deep breath of cool air and accidentally saw a dangerous building standing alone in the distance. Under the morning sun, the dangerous building was still dim, as if it had absorbed all the light. Seven days have passed since the incident, and the memory of seeing the figure at the window has long faded. Ren Zhifei himself feels that it is just an illusion. Moreover, after the evening expedition, didn’t my friends all come back well, and no one said they had discovered anything supernatural. To be precise, no one mentioned the expedition that day at all. The whole process must have been boring, otherwise a group of people would have started talking about it.
Ren Zhifei stared at the window on the thirteenth floor. It was dark and there was not a single figure.
Yes, it's just a dilapidated building.
Ren Zhifei looked back and saw Lang Zhijia coming from the other way. The two said hello and walked along while talking and laughing. When we walked to the foot of the dangerous building, the morning breeze blew by, and there was a low whimpering sound coming from the dangerous building. Ren Zhifei suddenly felt a sense of coldness, stopped uncontrollably, and looked towards the dangerous building.
Lang Zhijia was attracted by Ren Zhifei's actions. He raised his head and sighed, "This is the first time I noticed the existence of this building!"
"What?" Ren Zhifei suddenly felt the coldness pierce his skin and penetrate deep into his bone marrow. He forced a smile and said, "Don't be ridiculous. You were exploring dangerous buildings before."
Lang Zhijia replied confused: "Is this happening? Why don't I remember it?"
Ren Zhifei's tone became a little urgent and said: "Why don't you remember? It happened a few days ago! Zhang Yi said that day..."
"Zhang Yi? Who is it?"
Same answer as before.
Ren Zhifei stared at Lang Zhijia carefully, this clumsy prank made him feel very uncomfortable. But Lang Zhijia didn't seem to be joking. He looked at the time and shouted, "No, we're almost late!" He quickly pulled Ren Zhifei and ran to school.
"You really don't know who Zhang Yi is?"
"I really don't know what you are talking about. Why do you keep mentioning this person? Is he famous? Is he an actor?" Lang Zhijia is still talking nonsense.
Ren Zhifei was really angry. He broke away from Lang Zhijia's hand and ran towards the school alone.
Pedestrians and buildings around him quickly retreated, and Ren Zhifei began to have thoughts in his mind. The nightmare, the empty number, and Lang Zhijia's words, all these seemed to be an ominous omen.
As long as you see Zhang Yi in the classroom, your prank will be defeated!
As Ren Zhifei thought about this, the scratches on the back of his hands started to sting again. He glanced at the bright red wound and stepped a little faster. Ren Zhifei was already out of breath when he arrived in the classroom. He saw Zhang Yi's seat was empty. It seemed that he hadn't arrived at school yet, or maybe he just ran to the toilet. He dragged his tired body to his seat and sat down. After waiting for a while, he still didn't see Zhang Yi appear.
Morning reading was going on in the classroom, and the sound of reading filled the classroom, which made Ren Zhifei feel even more depressed. He quietly asked his deskmate Shen Tong, "Is Zhang Yi here?"
Shen Tong was covering his ears and endorsing loudly, his braids swaying in time with the rhythm of the endorsement, and he didn't hear what Ren Zhifei said at all. He patted the other party relentlessly, only to receive a fierce glare. Ren Zhifei felt bored and did not dare to offend this female classmate. Fortunately, Zhang Yi's seat is in the front row of the classroom. As soon as he returns to his seat, Ren Zhifei can find him at any time. So Ren Zhifei stared at the empty seat to ensure that he could see Zhang Yi's return as soon as possible.
As a result, before Zhang Yi could wait, Lang Zhijia appeared at the door of the classroom first. The two looked at each other, and Ren Zhifei felt the confusion in the other's eyes. Ren Zhifei tilted his eyes towards Zhang Yi's seat, showing a victor's expression. The subtext was "Zhang Yi's seat is over there, and you still say you don't know him?"
Lang Zhijia followed Ren Zhifei's line of sight and saw an empty seat, his expression became strange, then he shook his head, walked to his seat and sat down. Ren Zhifei just thought that the other party still refused to admit defeat, and sneered and said to himself: "You are a stubborn duck, but you still don't admit defeat. If Zhang Yi knows that he is being made a joke, let's see if you can still get some good results."
The sound of reading gradually became less and less, only waiting for the bell to ring, which was immediately replaced by the noise. Ren Zhifei put down his textbook. To his surprise, Zhang Yi's seat was still empty. Ren Zhifei walked to the empty desk in disbelief. He found that not only Zhang Yiren was not there, but even the drawers were empty. The desk and chairs were also new, as if no one had ever sat in this seat.
Ren Zhifei suddenly turned his head to look at Lang Zhijia. His first reaction was still that the other party was playing a prank, or in other words, he would rather believe that it was just a prank. In Ren Zhifei's imagination, Lang Zhijia should be peeking at him from behind with a smirk on his face. But what he saw was Lang Zhijia's blank eyes, with a little inexplicable concern in them.
Wu Xiaofeng came over from the side, put his hand on Ren Zhifei's shoulder and said, "What are you thinking about when you look at the empty desk?"
Empty desks
Ren Zhifei's heart skipped a beat and he pretended to be calm and said: "What's an empty desk? Isn't this Zhang Yi's seat!"
"This seat has been vacant since the beginning of school. How could it be Zhang Yi's seat... By the way, who is Zhang Yi?"
That’s it again!
Ren Zhifei's eyes widened. He didn't expect Wu Xiaofeng to answer like this. Could this be in collusion with Wu Xiaofeng? Cheng Peng and Zheng Xiaojun were returning to the classroom after using the toilet. Seeing Ren Zhifei and Wu Xiaofeng standing stupidly, they came over curiously.
"What's going on?" Cheng Peng asked stupidly, scratching his head.
Zheng Xiaojun said in a loud voice: "What else could happen? These two people may be holding back something bad and they didn't call me."
When Ren Zhifei saw the two coming, he rushed towards them as if he was seeing a savior, regardless of the image. Ren Zhifei grabbed their collars and asked repeatedly: "Where is Zhang Yi? Why didn't he come to class today?"
"You... you... calm down! If you have something to say, talk to me! Uh... who is Zhang Yi?" Cheng Peng was so frightened that he forgot to put down his hand while scratching his head. He turned to Zheng Xiaojun and asked, "Do you know what he is talking about?"
Zheng Xiaojun shrank his neck and waved his hands helplessly. He was so frightened that he could not speak. The commotion became louder, and many classmates gathered around and started talking.
"What happened to Ren Zhifei today?"
"Who is Zhang Yi? Does he have any grudge against them?"
"Ren Zhifei must have a fever, he's all confused."
"No, I said this should be the fear of the college entrance examination. I heard that many people collapsed because of the stress of the college entrance examination!"
"Then Ren Zhifei shouldn't be..."
"Shh... don't talk nonsense!"
Ren Zhifei heard clearly and felt his scalp numb. He looked around at the classmates, pointed at them and asked loudly: "You... are you colluding? What happened to Zhang Yi?"
Lang Zhijia finally couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and shouted to Ren Zhifei: "Zhifei, have you made enough trouble? You have been talking about Zhang Yi since morning. This person does not exist at all!"
Ren Zhifei felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard these words. His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. His eyes were empty and lifeless, and he murmured to himself: "Zhang Yi does not exist... This... How is this possible! You lied to me!"
Ren Zhifei roared and rushed out of the classroom as if running away. The entire class was shocked and watched Ren Zhifei out of sight with dumbfounded eyes.
Away from the crowd, Ren Zhifei gradually recovered, but Lang Zhijia's words lingered like a nightmare. Does Zhang Yi really not exist, is he just my illusion? Ren Zhifei quickly shook his head. The past memories were still vivid in his mind. They were so real. How could they be just hallucinations? Ren Zhifei was in a state of confusion, and the scar on the back of his hand also took advantage of it, and he felt pain again, as if he had been pricked by a needle. Ren Zhifei saw with horror that the color of the wound became darker and lighter. If you look carefully, you will see that it is actually glowing, bursts of scarlet light!
Is it really an illusion
Ren Zhifei huddled in the corner of the playground, his mind so confused that he didn't even hear the school bell. He watched people coming and going on the playground, and then it was deserted. He didn't know how long he had been here until Teacher Li appeared in front of him.