Han Miao quickly took out her cell phone from her down jacket pocket and turned on the flashlight to shine it into the dark corridor.
The visibility from the mobile phone flashlight was very low, and Han Miao couldn't see anything.
I feel even more anxious when I can’t see it.
Han Miao muttered some superstitious words, then walked into the dark corridor trembling.
She has a performance tonight. Under her long skirt, she is wearing a pair of tight-heeled boots. The heels of her shoes hit the concrete floor, making a "tapping" sound.
Han Miao loves to read suspense and horror novels. When she heard the clattering sound, what came to her mind was the image of a ghost knocking its thigh bone on the ground.
Thinking of that scene, Han Miao trembled even more violently.
The underground corridor was extremely cold. When the cold wind blew, it felt like entering the underworld.
After an unknown amount of time, Han Miao finally walked from Class 230 to Class 222 at the other end.
The front door of Class 222's classroom was open. Han Miao stood at the door, not daring to look inside the classroom, for fear that he would see brainless seniors sitting behind their desks.
Han Miao felt even more horrified when he thought of that scene.
She pointed the light of her phone at the classroom, closed her eyes, and called out in a tense voice, "Neil? Are you there?"
No one responded to her.
Han Miao narrowed his eyes and glanced into the classroom. With the help of his cell phone's flashlight, Han Miao saw a mountain of textbooks, but did not see Li Ao.
Isn’t Li Ao in the classroom?
Was he really kidnapped?
Han Miao didn't dare to think too deeply about what would happen to Li Ao after he was kidnapped. That childhood experience almost cost Li Ao his life. If it happened again, would Li Ao still be able to survive?
Although that guy was annoying, he wasn't a bad person, so Han Miao still hoped that he would be alright. Han Miao stood at the door, peering into the classroom, and called out again, "Neil, are you there?"
There was still no response this time.
It seems that he is not in the classroom.
Han Miao turned around and prepared to leave.
Gurgle——
Something fell to the ground and spun around, making a sound like a coin, but not as crisp as a coin.
The sound was particularly noticeable in the quiet night. Han Miao was so scared that she ran out of the classroom and came to the corridor. She stood in the corridor gasping for breath, wondering what was that sound?
She quickly guessed what that thing was. It was Teacher Ouyang’s copper coin!
Neil!
"Neil, are you in there?"
Concern for Li Ao overcame his fear of the unknown darkness. Han Miao returned to the classroom and pointed the light of his mobile phone at the back door.
She didn't see anyone at Li Ao's seat, but she heard a nervous breathing sound.
Han Miao swallowed and slowly walked towards the seat. As he got closer, a dark shadow appeared within the range of his cell phone's flashlight.
When he saw that person, Han Miao suddenly stood still.
The boy, who was much taller than her when he stood up, was now curled up in the corner between the back door and the wall like a puppy that was scared by its owner.
The backpack with two straps fell beside the leg of the stool.
The boy held his head with both hands and tried to hide his feet under his buttocks, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible. He leaned his head against the wall, mumbling something under his heavy breathing.
He is talking!
The little mute is actually talking!
Han Miao didn't dare to disturb Li Ao. She slowly approached Li Ao and squatted down slightly, wanting to listen to whether Li Ao was really speaking.
As he got closer, Han Miao was sure that he heard the boy's voice.
Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, the boy's voice was very unpleasant, like a blade slowly scraping against a stone, making people's scalp numb and their whole body uncomfortable.
Han Miao moved closer to Li Ao and finally heard what Li Ao was saying. He said, "Don't... don't hit me... I won't say anything, I will be good..."
The boy's tone was filled with fear, and each word trembled.
"Don't hit me, it hurts, it hurts so much..." As the boy spoke, his body was shaking, and it looked like an invisible person was whipping him with a whip.
Han Miao looked at the scene in amazement.
At that moment, all her prejudices against the boy disappeared.
She feels so distressed!
When Han Miao thought about the cute little girl who used to be lively and cheerful and would smile whenever a photo was taken, and how she had become like this because of that psychotic woman, he wanted to kill that crazy woman!
Han Miao silently opened his arms and gently hugged Li Ao's body.
When he sensed someone approaching him, Li Ao reflexively stretched out his feet and kicked the person. It was his subconscious action to protect himself.
After kicking Han Miao, Li Ao seemed to recall even more terrifying memories. He clutched his head tightly in his hands and hid against the wall, shouting in fear as he hid, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't fight back again! Please, please, don't hit me!"
Li Ao was lost in a childhood fantasy, unable to distinguish reality from reality. He thought he was still a child, being locked up in that dark basement by that crazy woman.
During those days, he repeatedly begged for mercy and admitted his faults, but no matter how he admitted his faults, the woman just liked to torture and abuse him. She always beat and kicked him.
He was in so much pain, so hungry, and wanted to die!
Han Miao was kicked to the ground by Li Ao.
She landed wrist first, and it hurt so much that Han Miao burst into tears. She looked at the trembling boy and felt pity for him.
After hesitating for a moment, Han Miao stood up again. She knelt down and walked to Li Ao's side, then opened her arms and carefully hugged Li Ao again.
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