Chapter 98 Pressed into the cement floor
Yi Sheng looked at the new classmate with unfriendly eyes. The new classmate was good-looking, but now in Yi Sheng's eyes...
The director is now just a naive and easily fooled innocent high school boy, and countless people covet him.
This new classmate's suggestion to sit next to Shuoyan as soon as he arrived must be malicious, since he had never heard Shuoyan mention any other friends.
All eyes turned to the director... would his deskmate give way?
The director's deskmate didn't react much, but no reaction is an indirect form of rejection.
Disappointed, everyone looked away at the new student, who didn't react either.
In the end, it was the classmate who listened to the gossip, who was also Yi Sheng's deskmate, who was willing to switch seats. She had a good relationship with the person sitting alone behind her.
Besides, it's about taking care of new classmates. People are bound to feel uncomfortable in a new environment, so having familiar faces around will definitely make things easier.
Everything passed peacefully after that; they didn't even see the new student or the director speak to each other.
It seems like those words were just casually uttered, just to get a better position.
Yi Sheng kept staring at A Ji during class, and after staring for a while, he started to get sleepy.
When he woke up, school was already over. The evening glow was already shining into the classroom, proving that he had slept for quite a while. Didn't anyone wake him up? That's outrageous!
He muttered to himself as he began packing his schoolbag, preparing to go home.
Suddenly, he seemed to hear the sound of something heavy hitting the cement, which made him curious. Was someone playing basketball? The sound was intermittent but continuous, not loud but audible.
Is someone still here so late? Could it be that they were waiting for him, but went to play basketball because they couldn't wake him up?
He listened carefully to the source of the sound and walked towards it.
As he rounded a corner, he suddenly saw a glimpse of a piece of clothing, and instinctively he hid.
After hiding, he regretted it a little. Why did he hide? They were all classmates; even if they didn't know each other, they could have walked home together.
Something suddenly flying towards him made him abandon his plan to leave—an eyeball! What's going on?! Did it wander into our crime scene? It shouldn't be a toy, right?
It looks so realistic! He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he thought he saw the eyes move, as if the eyeballs were turning and pointing at him. Yi Sheng's mind went blank, and he didn't quite understand what was happening.
With a soft "plop," blood splattered all over the ground. Could an eyeball really have so much blood? Some of it splashed onto Yi Sheng's face, and he didn't dare to wipe it off, remaining motionless.
From his perspective, all he could see was a foot crushing the eyeball, as if afraid the eyeball wouldn't be broken enough, he repeatedly crushed it several times until no intact fragments could be found.
The owner of that foot then withdrew it and rubbed it repeatedly in the open space in disgust until the blood was left behind without any marks.
After a while, when he heard no sound outside, he dared to stick his head out to see what had happened.
Upon inspection, one of the skulls was found to be half-shattered, with brain matter still oozing out, the skull itself sunken, and the other side deeply embedded in the concrete.
He heard intermittent "ball-bouncing" sounds, which were actually just the sound of his head being repeatedly lifted up and slammed to the ground.
Even though the face was completely mangled, he could still tell who it was—Ye Shuoyan's deskmate. He had refused to change seats during class today and had died tragically on the deserted playground that afternoon.
Suddenly, the corpse lying on the ground opened its eyes, and Yi Sheng's heart skipped a beat.
"School's almost over! Yi Sheng... Yi Sheng!" Yi Sheng opened her eyes as she heard the repeated calls.
Yi Sheng suddenly stood up, startling the people next to her. She looked around and saw that everyone was waiting for school to end and packing their things in advance. It was clear that school was about to end. The teacher was still lecturing, but the students' minds were already on going home.
That dream just now?
He tried to calm himself down, feeling that what had happened was too real and he found it hard to convince himself that it was just a dream.
He looked at his deskmate and noticed that she had switched back to his original female classmate. Somewhat puzzled, he asked, "Why did you switch back?"
"What? You switched back? Haven't I been sitting here the whole time?" his deskmate asked, somewhat puzzled.
"What about the new classmates?" Was he dreaming from the moment he met the new classmates?
"Doesn't the new classmate know Shuoyan? They're sitting together." His deskmate was a little confused, but still answered his question honestly.
"No! No, no—" Yi Sheng tried hard to distinguish the difference from his memory. "Didn't Shuo Yan's deskmate refuse to change seats?"
"Where did Shuoyan get a deskmate? There wasn't one to begin with!" The deskmate was surprised that Yi Sheng seemed to have fallen asleep.
Yi Sheng stiffly turned around and found that the person sitting there was a new classmate. When he said that Shuo Yan didn't have a deskmate, he said it as if it were a matter of course, as if he had asked a strange question, as if he was the odd one out.
He looked around the classroom but couldn't see the person. It seemed like it was all just his hallucination. Could it really be that he didn't sleep well last night and was just hallucinating?
He touched his face; it was clean and free of bloodstains, so it seemed fake.
School ended quickly, and many students couldn't wait and ran off in a flash.
He was about to leave when he suddenly noticed a suspicious red stain on his trouser leg. He rubbed it with his hand, brought it to his nose, and smelled it—blood!
His face turned deathly pale. That wasn't a dream. He was missing a classmate. Even if that classmate wasn't very noticeable, they had been classmates for so many years, how could the others not recognize him!
A classmate died right in front of him, but no one else remembered him! He certainly couldn't call the police; all the evidence of that classmate was gone, including everyone else's memories.
Going to the police will only make him seem like a lunatic.
So what exactly happened? What happened? Could it be another paranormal event?
He swallowed hard, his eyes involuntarily drifting to the seat where the missing classmate had been sitting. Now, a new classmate was sitting there, and everyone assumed that Shuoyan was sitting alone.
But how is that possible? There were originally 45 people in the class, and if they sat in pairs, there would be one extra person. So it was only possible that one person would not have a deskmate. But now that there is one less person, there are 44 people. Doesn't that mean that everyone has a deskmate?
Besides, his seat wasn't at the very end; he was sitting in the middle, which would be very conspicuous. How could they possibly arrange it like that?
As soon as I glanced at the new classmate, I saw the blood-red sole of his shoe.
He blurted out instinctively, "Hey classmate, the soles of your shoes are pretty unique, they're red."
Aji seemed a little surprised, but smiled gently and looked very sunny and easy to get along with.
"It's nothing serious, I just got some paint on myself." He said, rubbing his shoe against the paint as if trying to scrape it off.
That action! Yi Sheng felt he would never forget this scene in his life. It was exactly the same action as when he stepped on someone's eye and then wiped it to the side because he thought it was dirty.
He was incredibly awkward right now, but thankfully Aji didn't notice and left immediately.
It took Yi Sheng a while to come to her senses. She started packing her things and began thinking about what to do.
Why kill him? This method is definitely not conventional; it might be similar to the paranormal events he witnessed a few days ago. We just don't know if this new classmate is a ghost or has superpowers.
Moreover, the new student was obviously new to the school, so what grudge could there be? The only thing they had in common was that he refused to change seats. Is it because of this ridiculous reason that he would kill him?
It seems that no one remembers this classmate's death, so there won't be any trouble. He also successfully switched seats with Shuoyan.
His target is Shuoyan!
"What are you thinking about? I've been calling you for ages and you haven't responded." Shuoyan's voice rang in his ear.
All the words she wanted to say were swallowed when she saw Aji standing next to Shuoyan.
"I'm just thinking about something, nothing's wrong," Yi Sheng explained reluctantly.
The director didn't ask any questions about his answer, only saying, "Aji said he wanted to come with us, but he doesn't know the way very well."
"...Okay." Since things had come to this, Yi Sheng had no choice but to accept it.
At the same time, he began to regret his impulsiveness and his immediate question. Hadn't he alerted the enemy? Had they already discovered him?
But whatever he thought, the other two were clearly unaffected by him and naturally came together.
The director was in the middle, with the two of them on either side.
An awkward silence spread among the three of them. Finally, Aji spoke up, "What's wrong? Does Yi Sheng have a problem with me? It seems like Yi Sheng doesn't really want to be with me."
The director was genuinely curious. Yi Sheng seemed very nervous, but how could that be? It's not that he's bragging, but his disguise is the most approachable. Most people would lower their guard when they see his smile. Why does it seem like Yi Sheng is on guard against his disguise?
It's understandable that people would be scared after seeing him use his abilities, so why this new identity?
"No, I just didn't sleep well. Let's not talk about me anymore. I'm a little curious about how you two met?" Yi Sheng subtly changed the subject.
The director hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I don't remember."
Just say it! Why are you being so disrespectful! His gaze immediately drifted towards Aji, as if afraid that Aji's displeasure would cause Shuoyan's head to be embedded in the concrete as well.
Could it be that all of this is actually fabricated? It's just an excuse, a way to get closer to Shuoyan!
But Aji next to him laughed. Her laugh was beautiful, but to the prejudiced Yi Sheng, it was only creepy.
"It's normal that Shuoyan doesn't recognize me. At that time, I had long hair and looked more like a girl. I was bullied by a few people and Shuoyan chased me away. The next day, Shuoyan transferred away."
The story sounded so convincing that it didn't seem too fake, but Yi Sheng was starting to have doubts again.
Could it be that Shuoyan really is his white moonlight?
"Hmm...is it at XXX school?"
"Mmm!" Aji's eyes sparkled as she watched the two recognize each other, making Shuoyan wonder if he had wandered into the wrong movie set.
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