Chapter Twenty-Eight
Wen Hu's one-bedroom apartment is not big; you can see the doors to all the rooms from the entrance hall.
Shen Yue lowered his head and sent messages to the other members of Class Six, but the replies he received were all about not knowing Wen Hu's whereabouts.
You Congxi noticed Shen Yue's tension. After hesitating for a moment, she gently patted his shoulder and awkwardly comforted him, "Don't think too much. He probably didn't check his phone while eating out."
From her perspective, she couldn't see Shen Yue's expression, only his drooping bangs and lowered eyelashes.
You Congxi had never seen Shen Yue like this before. All along, whether it was the petty, sullen school bully she initially remembered, or the lively, outgoing yet sensitive classmate who sat behind her, You Congxi realized that she had never seen Shen Yue's vulnerable side.
Feeling You Congxi's touch, Shen Yue snapped out of her daze and smiled at her: "It's nothing."
-Why do I have a feeling that Shen Yue likes you? He smiles as soon as he sees you, like he's a completely different person, which doesn't match what he said in the school group chat.
Suddenly, You Congxi recalled Qu Qi's casual remark in the car that day.
Shen Yue didn't notice the girl's sudden silence. His mind was filled with thoughts of Wen Hu going to die together with Wang Mian, or killing Wang Mian and then turning himself in to the police and serving his life in prison, or being killed by that bastard Wang Mian during a duel.
A constant stream of speculations crashed down in his mind like an avalanche. Shen Yue knew about the entanglement between Wen Hu and Wang Mian, and naturally knew how much hatred Wen Hu harbored for Wang Mian.
Not long ago, Shen Yue, He Qizheng, and I stayed up all night playing games at his house. After we finished, Shen Yue went to bed late. He covered his two troublesome brothers with blankets and saw Wen Hu's tightly closed eyes and restless sleeping face.
Shen Yue tossed and turned all night, unable to fall asleep. He remembered hearing Wen Hu grit his teeth and grind out a few words. He realized that Wen Hu had never truly let go as he claimed. On the contrary, he was trapped in a nightmare day and night, unable to find relief.
Shen Yue held his unanswered phone, staring blankly at a point in the void. If he were Wen Hu...
Buzz.
He snapped out of his daze, gripped his phone tightly as it nearly slipped from his grasp, and twitched his fingers.
Wen Hu: I'm on the rooftop.
Shen Yue stood frozen in place.
Hold.
Wen Hu's mother is going to commit suicide.
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Qu Qi waited for a long time with her phone, but didn't receive a reply from You Congxi.
She sighed and put down her phone. It seemed she wouldn't be able to play the forest fire and ice game with You Congxi today.
Qu Qi was doing her homework half-heartedly, cursing all the teachers in Class 7 as perverts while fiercely drawing circles on the draft paper. Thinking of the three essays her Chinese teacher had assigned, she felt even more heartbroken and simply ordered a cup of milk tea to comfort her wounded heart.
Three essays. Qu Qi rubbed his arms. He was simply insane. Insane.
Speaking of this...
Qu Qi suddenly realized, what about You Congxi, who is bad at writing?
Also, she used to come to me every weekend when she went to Congxi to write essays together, but she hasn't done that even once these days. How did she finish her essay assignments?
Before she could figure it out, her phone, which was face down on the table, buzzed and vibrated more than a dozen times, bouncing from one end of the table to the other. Qu Qi was so frightened that she thought some rabbit spirit had possessed her precious phone.
Unlocking her phone, Qu Qi found the school's group chat in an uproar, with over 99 messages refreshing every minute. She scrolled up for a long time, piecing together the information from a bunch of interjections before finally understanding what had happened.
Once she figured it out, she immediately opened the philosophy group chat and started bombarding everyone with emojis.
[Rat Poison Cookies: Holy crap!!!]
[Biscuit: Come out here right now!!!]
[Biscuit: A bloodbath has occurred at our school!!!]
[I'm so tired of drinking Jia Duo Bao when I'm sleepy, haha.]
[Biscuit: He Qizheng, get out of here!]
【. :What's wrong】
[Biscuit: It seems there's a group of fugitives, the kind who've killed people, hiding in the alley next to the school gate. They came to our school to take revenge on society, stabbing anyone they saw. According to witnesses, the alley was littered with corpses and rivers of blood, and they were stabbing people right in front of the sea!]
[JDB: ......]
[Biscuit: I heard that Da Hai was almost scared to death. He rushed over to stop him, and the man almost poked Da Hai!]
[JDB: ......]
[Biscuit: He Qizheng, if you send another ellipsis, get out of here!]
[Biscuit: Later, the school called the police. I heard that one of the gang leaders was lying in ambush in the alley. When the police arrived, he started slashing people with a knife. Our school was cordoned off!]
[JDB: Who told you that?]
[Biscuits: School group chat.]
[JDB: Has anyone died?]
[Biscuit: ...It seems no one survived.]
[JDB: Oh, has anyone told you that Shen Yue and I were also among the dead?]
【。：Wow.】
[Biscuit: So who's talking in the group right now?]
[JDB: We were revived after watching the video.]
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The deceased, Shen Yue, brought You Congxi, who refused to leave, to the rooftop.
He looked up and scanned the rooftop wall, which was as tall as a person, but didn't see a single ghost. He had a bad feeling that something was about to happen. He turned to You Congxi next to him and said, "Call 120. 119 can't save him."
He didn't even dare to walk to the wall and look down at the scene below.
With his head buzzing, Shen Yue felt as if his limbs no longer belonged to him.
You Congxi remained silent for a while, then gently placed his hand on Shen Yue's head as he squatted down. It was furry and a little prickly, like a silly dog.
"Shen Yue, open your eyes and look."
Shen Yue buried his face in his hands and said in a muffled voice, "You Xiaoyu, today is not my birthday. Don't surprise me. Today is the anniversary of my brother's death."
A sharp pain shot through his scalp, and Shen Yue instinctively looked up, only to find himself staring straight into the eyes of his brother's ghost.
"Holy shit!!!"
Shen Yue jumped up in surprise. Luckily, You Congxi dodged in time, otherwise he would have been knocked ten meters away.
"Didn't you fucking jump off a building?!"
In Shen Yue's imagination, Wen Hu, who had already died a heroic death, sat leaning against the wall with his left leg propped up, silently waiting for his brother to discover him when the two of them entered.
He said quietly, "His resentment was too strong, and he cultivated himself into a vengeful ghost."
Shen Yue: "......"
Shen Yue: "Brother, I was wrong, please don't eat me."
You Congxi turned around and wanted to leave.
Shen Yue lost face and reputation completely. Seeing that You Congxi was about to abandon him, he immediately grabbed the other's wrist to stop him.
He didn't forget to turn around and yell at the vengeful ghost, "You son of a bitch! Get up right now!"
While Shen Yue had coaxed You Congxi into submission, the vengeful ghost remained motionless, still lurking in its eerie spot.
Shen Yue snapped, "Wen Hu, you fucking wait until I get there!"
Fierce Tiger: "...My legs are numb, I can't get up."
Shen Yue and You Congxi: "..."
After all that fuss, Wen Hu dusted off his pants, which made Shen Yue pull You Congxi aside in disgust.
You Congxi brushed his hand away.
Wen Hu took in their subtle actions and stared blankly for a moment, lost in thought.
The wind on the rooftop was quite strong, blowing the three of them's hair wildly. Shen Yue wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of wind rushed in.
Left with no other option, the three of them squatted down again, lined up against the wall, like suspects awaiting arrest after a police raid on prostitution.
Shen Yue casually picked up a stick and drew circles on the cement ground. He glanced at Wen Hu's expression, then turned back and said seemingly casually, "Hu Zi, what did your homeroom teacher say about how to deal with you today?"
In the end, he couldn't bring himself to ask. Shen Yue still clung to a sliver of hope.
Wen Hu also picked up a stick and childishly attacked Shen Yue, making a fuss with his hands, but his face remained calm: "Write a self-criticism, it's nothing."
Before Shen Yue could continue to struggle with this, Wen Hu said, "I saw Wang Mian."
The wooden stick in Shen Yue's hand suddenly stopped.
Wen Hu laughed: "What's with your reaction? I won't jump off the building. I'm not a ghost yet. If I really became a ghost, I would have killed that bastard Wang Mian long ago."
As he spoke, he smiled at You Congxi, who was standing next to Chen Yue, as a greeting.
You Congxi nodded. This was her first time meeting Wen Hu; she had only heard about him from conversations between He Qizheng and Shen Yue.
Logically speaking, Wen Hu's calmness should be a welcome thing, but Shen Yue felt that something was not right.
Wen Hu said, "Brother Yue, I'm really fine."
He said he couldn't let Wang Mian's grandson have his way; he had to live well and then personally send him to prison.
Shen Yue's unease grew stronger. He looked at Wen Hu's calm eyes and was about to say something when his phone rang.
He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, took out his phone, and saw that the number on the screen was He Qizheng.
"Hello."
"Hey Shen Yue, I found them. His underlings are all freaks, not a single one of them can fight. I made an appointment with them as you said, tomorrow night at eight o'clock, see you on Nanchuan Street."
The rooftop was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard. The group of people were close together, and He Qizheng's loud voice could be heard through Shen Yue's phone.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Hu's expression changed: "Chen Yue, brother, listen to me, you and Zheng'er shouldn't get involved in this mess."
Shen Yue raised an eyebrow, punched him on the shoulder, and said smugly, "Just wait and see, brother, you'll be locked up in jail for life! I'm not a rich kid for nothing."
You Congxi clapped his hands: "Young Master Shen, what courage!"
Young Master Shen obediently put his hands down, squatted down properly, and once again became the model student of the Five Stresses, Four Beauties, and Three Good Students.
Wen Hu: "......"
Wow.
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