Chapter 218 Evil Spirit 14

Although interrupting Li De's verbal abuse vented his anger, Jiang Chunmian felt scared belatedly.

Li De's face was bruised and swollen, with a faint black palm print on his neck. His eyes were bloodshot, like a ghost, ready to pounce on her and feed on her at any moment. The mostly empty classroom didn't give her a sense of security. The students sitting in their seats were an unknown danger. If she wasn't careful, they might suddenly chase her like the group yesterday...

Too reckless.

However, when faced with Li De openly insulting Zhang Yanhui in class, she could not stand idly by and even felt that the insult was too light.

Jiang Chunmian rubbed his sweaty palms and looked around.

Let’s not talk about Zhang Yanhui for now. I don’t know what he wrote or drew on the paper.

The boy at the table in front of me sat stiffly, trying several times to turn his head, but as if held captive by a mysterious force, he twisted and writhed in his seat, looking both strange and terrifying. He wasn't alone; only a handful of students in the class were still studying with their heads down. Most of them were like puppets, their bodies rigid and moving strangely.

We can't stay here for long.

Jiang Chunmian: "Let's go."

She packed her schoolbag and put it on her back. Seeing that Zhang Yanhui was still folding the paper slowly, she urged him, anxiously took the paper and stuffed it into his backpack. Then she grabbed his wrist and sneakily pushed open the back door. There was no one in the corridor, so she quickened her pace and pulled Zhang Yanhui out of the Qinxue Building.

When Jiang Chunmian met the discipline teacher midway, he explained, "We didn't skip class. The atmosphere in the class was weird, with students always quarreling and fighting for no apparent reason. We wanted to study in a quiet and safe environment..."

She saw that the teacher opposite her had clear eyes, unlike the classmates who were controlled and stiff, so she bravely took the initiative to explain.

The teacher nodded thoughtfully. "Several such incidents have occurred in our school, mostly involving senior students. Is it because the pressure of studying for the college entrance exam is too great?"

Jiang Chunmian muttered, "...No matter how old you are, you can't fight anytime and anywhere."

"That's right," the teacher said. "In that case, I won't enforce discipline on you. Go study in the library! I'll report your situation to the principal and see if we can provide more psychological counseling..."

There were only a few people in the library study room. Jiang Chunmian chose an empty corner to sit down and spread out his book.

The cup was empty, and she was about to leave to get some water, but Zhang Yanhui grabbed it first.

"You study, I'll go."

Jiang Chunmian didn't argue with him. He thanked him and continued working on the test paper he hadn't finished in class.

Zhang Yanhui in the water room was not as focused as Jiang Chunmian. He was still immersed in the events in the classroom for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses. The cup was filled with hot water, and the hot water was emitting sizzling steam from the base of his thumb. The difference was that the color of the steam was a polluted, turbid black.

He was completely unaware, his consciousness trapped in Li De's classroom. Those harsh and heartbreaking insults and slanders, those deliberately spread rumors and insults, bloomed like fireworks and then fell and disappeared amid the bangs made by Jiang Chunmian.

It's hard to describe my feelings. In fact, my first meeting with Jiang Chunmian has always been etched in my mind. It wasn't the help at the toilet door, nor the salvation in the infirmary, but the time when he was a demon with all his memories...

Time goes back——

In the evening, inside the fourth class classroom of Qinxue Building.

He gripped Li De's neck tightly, pressing him against the wide-open window, and then leaning out was in the air several meters above the ground.

As long as he let go of his hand, Li De would fall, just like he did before, falling to the ground and exploding into flowers on the cold ground.

Not only Li De, but also Fang Zhengxiang, the homeroom teacher, the dean of the academic affairs office, including Bai Jing, and the classmates who spread rumors in the class... none of them can be let off! However, the evil spirit, which was clearly formed by resentment, kept replaying scenes from its previous life in its mind just before it cruelly attacked.

The innocence he had in his life remained in the evil spirit's body like a fragment of glass. Every time he decided to take revenge, he would always feel ridiculous regret and didn't want his hands to be stained with dirty and vicious things.

He was tangled, hesitant, helpless, but the power of hatred was so strong that, in the repeated cycle, the resentment gradually increased, covering the little kindness he had left in his life. Eventually, it would be completely washed away like a wave, and he would eventually become a walking corpse, a desiccated shell...

Until the classroom door opened and a figure suddenly rushed in.

A strange look.

Wavering between the idea of harming innocent people and letting them go, he did not continue his previous action. The entire Qinxue Building was the place where he had the most resentment. Every place here could be transformed into his eyes. His attention fell uncontrollably on the strange girl. At first, he looked at her without any thought, but as his attention increased, a strange throbbing lingered in his chest.

Later, he realized that this most ordinary encounter, which did not even leave the slightest sense of existence in Jiang Chunmian's heart, was a love he had never felt before, which came without any reason or preparation.

Until he saw the girl's back disappear from the window, the evil spirit shrouded in resentment still couldn't understand what this sudden strange emotion was. He didn't even have the mind to think about it. He stepped hard on Li De's limp chest and disappeared.

When they met again, it was not so much that he lost his memory due to resentment, but rather that deep in his heart, he longed for things to go back to the beginning, back to the beginning that led to his derailment. If those things had not happened, he could have spent his high school years in peace. However, things were still rushing towards the real process. The difference was that when things happened, he had his only friend, his only comfort, and his only salvation by his side.

The heartbeat came again, continuously and passionately.

That strange love filled the evil spirit's empty heart, drowning out the resentment and curse that existed in it, and gradually evolved into a desire to stay by her side forever. Even if he had to relive the painful events of the past, he could not arouse any resentment, and his mind was completely focused on her.

"Hmm." Zhang Yanhui made a slight sound.

He pulled back his hand that was emitting black energy. If he wasn't careful, his true appearance would be revealed. But fortunately, he was a brand new body formed by the accumulation of resentment. He was not afraid of sunlight and had shadows. As long as he paid attention, he was almost indistinguishable from an ordinary person.

So, can he stay with her forever? I think so.

Zhang Yanhui thought silently for a moment, then curled his eyes, poured out half of the hot water, and mixed it with warm water. Just as he was about to leave with the cup, he saw a girl in the women's restroom next to the water room pushing open the partition door in a panic.

The girl's name is Lin You, a sophomore in high school who often skips classes. She noticed that there were few patrols in the library recently, so she and her friends decided to smoke in the toilet. The cigarettes were stolen from their family members.

As a result, the two quarreled over a trivial matter in the bathroom, and Lin You directly raised her mobile phone and smashed it on her friend's head. Afterwards, she was just panicked and did not feel any regret. As a result, she bumped into someone at the door when she was running away.

That person is very strange.

The first thing she noticed was naturally her outstanding appearance, but beyond that, Lin You felt an inexplicable fear. She trembled and said, "...You're a pervert. What are you doing standing at the door of the women's restroom? Get out of here! I want to get out!"

Zhang Yan turned sideways.

Lin You left in a hurry, and just after her, the door of the toilet cubicle opened, and a girl with blood on her forehead chased after Lin You.

The two men fought each other in the corner of the bathroom.

"...Lin You, I treat you as a friend, and you hit me!" The girl pressed Lin You down and tore his hair, but Lin You refused to give in.

The two men reversed their positions and continued to beat each other.

When Zhang Yanhui passed by, he touched his chest slightly. His heart was cold and dead, without any emotion at all.

He protected the water cup with an expressionless face, walked around the blood-stained ground, and found the security guard to tell him to deal with the situation in the water room in time. After all, if the quarrel between the two people got any louder, it would affect the study room.

"...Kick them out, they're making too much noise." Zhang Yanhui was completely unaware that there was anything wrong with him.

After giving that cruel advice, he returned to the study room with his cup of water.

The moment he stepped into the study room, Zhang Yanhui's stiff face seemed to be injected with fresh vitality, and the icy coldness gradually melted away. He put warm water in front of Jiang Chunmian.

"The water temperature is just right, drinkable."

"Oh, thank you." Jiang Chunmian finished the last question and looked up to ask him, "There was a quarrel outside just now. Is the situation serious?"

"It's okay, it's not serious."

All still alive.

Jiang Chunmian changed the test paper.

By the way, he handed over a new set to Zhang Yanhui and said, "Why haven't I seen you studying recently? This is not good. Are you feeling uneasy because of the surrounding environment? Although it is very chaotic, we should seize the time to study. The college entrance examination is coming soon. When we leave here, the situation will be better."

Zhang Yan replied: "You are right, I will correct my attitude."

He took the paper from Jiang Chunmian, opened it, and was about to stare blankly when Jiang Chunmian's serious voice rang out: "Hurry up and do it! I've set a timer, and I need to check the answers."

"Oh." Zhang Yanhui had to clear his mind of Jiang Chunmian and started doing the questions.

As the sky darkened, Jiang Chunmian put down his pen and took out a red pen to correct the two test papers. Seeing that Zhang Yanhui's paper was clean, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's go."

The two arrived at the carport. Jiang Chunmian pushed his bicycle and wiped the seat with a tissue. He thought to himself that he had to go home and take a look. He couldn't always stay at Zhang Yanhui's house. It would be fine if he locked the doors and windows at night.

She was just thinking about telling Zhang Yanhui about this and telling him that she would not go back with him, when she saw Fang Zhengxiang hiding in the shadow of the carport.

"Zhang Yanhui, be careful!" Jiang Chunmian reminded anxiously.

Fang Zhengxiang pointed at Jiang Chunmian and shouted, "...you actually helped him instead of me!"

Jiang Chunmian: "..."

Are you sick?

She must have been standing with Zhang Yanhui. She pushed her bike over to Zhang Yanhui's side. His bike had been stripped of its parts and was now scrapped. She placed the bike between them, nudged Zhang Yanhui with her arm, and whispered, "Get in the back. Let's go! This guy's crazy."

"Don't leave!" Fang Zhengxiang suddenly ran out. Holding a hacksaw in his hand, he pointed it at Zhang Yanhui, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Chunmian: "... Believe me! Don't believe him, he's a ghost, he's already dead, the person standing next to you is not a human! Hurry up... Kill him!"

It has to be said that Jiang Chunmian got goosebumps after hearing Fang Zhengxiang's words.

The words of a madman cannot be trusted, not to mention that although Jiang Chunmian and Zhang Yanhui had known each other for a short time, the things they experienced during that time were thrilling and exciting.

There was no doubt that even if everyone in the school came out and said that Zhang Yanhui was a ghost, Jiang Chunmian would treat them as bullshit. After all, in her eyes, the students in the school were obviously not trustworthy people. But Zhang Yanhui was different...

Jiang Chunmian: "You fart!"

Zhang Yanhui's stiff body suddenly relaxed. He glanced at Jiang Chunmian casually and saw that she was flushed by Fang Zhengxiang's words and was about to roll up her sleeves and argue with him. Feeling guilty, a faint joy rose in his heart. He pulled Jiang Chunmian's sleeve and said with a smile, "He has been crazy for a long time. His words cannot be trusted. Let's leave quickly. If we stay any longer, we don't know what he will do."

Fang Zhengxiang was afraid of Zhang Yanhui and hated him at the same time. His mental state was sometimes good and sometimes bad, and he became a real mental patient. Zhang Yanhui, who caused his current condition, was wandering around the school as if nothing had happened!

When he was feeling better, he called the police and told them about Zhang Yanhui's situation, but the police said he was crazy. He was not crazy!

Fang Zhengxiang rushed to the bicycle and said sinisterly, "You, although I don't know you and don't know where you came from, but Zhang Yanhui is dead! He died a long time ago. He jumped to his death three months ago! Bang!"