Chapter 209 Evil Spirit 5
When Jiang Chunmian woke up, the heavy rain that had stopped all night began to fall again, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with a layer of turbid water.
After the teacher on duty arrived, the two left the infirmary. On the way back to the classroom, Zhang Yanhui trailed Jiang Chunmian by a few steps, deliberately keeping her distance. Jiang Chunmian understood Zhang Yanhui's intention: she was afraid that Fang Zhengxiang would target her.
At the entrance to the corridor, Zhang Yanhui called out to Jiang Chunmian and said softly, "Jiang..."
Jiang Chunmian turned around: "Chunmian, my name is Jiang Chunmian."
"...Spring Sleep." Zhang Yanhui's eyelashes trembled. He knew her name and just wanted a chance to recite it openly.
He took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Standing on the high step, Jiang Chunmian looked down at him, his eyes fixed on the twinkling stars in the sky. His eyelashes trembled, and he took another half step back. His tone was deliberately optimistic: "He played a trick on us yesterday, but he may not cause us any more trouble in the future. If we're unlucky and he still targets us, don't help me like you did yesterday. I can handle it myself."
Jiang Chunmian frowned: "Will someone like him really let it go?"
After thinking about it, I still think it is more reliable to tell the teacher. What happened yesterday can be defined as a fight. The head teacher also misunderstood that Zhang Yanhui was in a relationship first, so it is hard to guarantee that he would make an unfair judgment. But it is hard to be biased in last night's behavior, right?
Sifang School carves out a small world for itself, and teachers are the most powerful protectors and supporters in the hearts of students. Not long after Jiang Chunmian returned to the classroom, he waited for the homeroom teacher to arrive and then went to the office.
Jiang Chunmian finished recounting what happened last night, his face filled with indignation: "We were almost killed by him! The power went out in the whole school yesterday, and the temperature in the infirmary was almost the same as outside. If it weren't for the electric heater that Teacher Yang left inside, it's doubtful whether the two of us could leave alive today."
She emphatically requested, “Teacher, please help us.”
The head teacher said nothing, maintaining her original posture while sitting on the chair. Her curly short hair covered her eyebrows and eyes. She slightly pulled the corners of her mouth, raised her face and stared at Jiang Chunmian. At a certain moment, her pure black and white eyeballs actually revealed a rich scarlet like a ghost in a horror movie.
Jiang Chunmian screamed in fright.
After she realized what was happening, she quickly covered her mouth and took a half step back cautiously. The head teacher and other teachers in the office ignored her scream.
There was a strange atmosphere in the air.
The head teacher rolled his eyes and stared at her with a cold expression, "Student Wang..."
Jiang Chunmian swallowed his saliva and explained in a low voice: "My last name is Jiang!"
The head teacher ignored her last name and continued with what he had been saying: "You should understand my job! Fang Zhengxiang's temper is a bit violent, but why don't you think carefully? There are thousands of people in the school, why doesn't he bother others, but you! If every little fight between classmates has to be reported to me, how can I still teach well? The most urgent thing is grades, to get good grades... Jiang, don't meddle in other people's business! Fang Zhengxiang is not targeting you, just study in peace in the classroom!"
The head teacher's words entered Jiang Chunmian's ears intermittently. She only heard a few words here and there. No matter how many words were strung together, they could not form a complete sentence. She was swallowing her saliva frantically the whole time. After the head teacher finished speaking, she didn't dare to do anything. She said thank you teacher and quickly left the office.
Two or three students passed by in the corridor.
In the morning light, Jiang Chunmian wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and stared blankly at the reflections of the students. There were shadows, there were shadows... She kept comforting herself that the students passing by, including the teachers in the office, all had shadows on their feet, so it couldn't be haunted.
——Haunted.
This was the thought that came to Jiang Chunmian's mind when he witnessed the strange expression and speech speed of his class teacher. Even if it was a school that did nothing, in the face of such bad behavior as last night, they would have given symbolic criticism and education. No school does not care about its reputation, especially when it comes to incidents with such a bad influence as school violence. But it just so happens that none of the teachers in this school took any responsibility!
Even the Dean of Academic Affairs, faced with Zhang Yanhui being unilaterally beaten by Fang Zhengxiang, the wounds all over Zhang Yanhui's body were irrefutable evidence, but he could still blurt out "It takes two to tango" without blushing or feeling any heartbeat. This was truly the most vicious remark!
The teacher still daydreams during breaks in class.
Jiang Chunmian, who usually concentrates on studying, rarely gets distracted. In her field of vision are the dark backs of her classmates' heads, as dark as dark clouds covering the sky, so heavy that it makes her breathless.
Occasionally, two people would whisper to each other, their lively faces and lively movements brought Jiang Chunmian back from his weird guesses. Although some classmates in the class behaved strangely, they were all living people.
A living person with warmth, thoughts, and shadow.
His eyes fell on Zhang Yanhui's seat in the third row, and his heart dropped to the ground.
There was a reason why she noticed Zhang Yanhui in the beginning. Although she had been very brave since she was a child, her bravery had its limits. In the normal world, she knew very well that ghosts were fictional, and since they were fictional, there was naturally no possibility of being afraid of them.
Things are different now. She traveled back to three months ago. Time travel itself is a mysterious event, so the fact that there are a few more ghosts in human skin around is not something to be surprised about!
Among the students behaving strangely, Zhang Yanhui stood out as a refreshing presence. He was attentive in class, kind and shy, and always wore a gentle smile. Even when bullied by Fang Zhengxiang, he remained unfailingly kind. This was a classmate Jiang Chunmian found reassuring and trustworthy, but she also sensed a subtle danger.
During the break, Zhang Yanhui was taken away again by the swarm of boys.
Jiang Chunmian was slightly stunned. Before Zhang Yanhui left the classroom, his eyes fell on her inadvertently, revealing a faint smile. Then, he shook his head slightly and disappeared from Jiang Chunmian's sight.
With Zhang Yanhui's departure, the quiet class atmosphere became noisy again.
"It's better to stay out of other people's business... Wang Peng went to the office yesterday to report Fang Zhengxiang to the teacher. Fang Zhengxiang was fined, just a few words of scolding. But when Fang Zhengxiang came out of the office, Wang Peng was in trouble. He still hasn't come to school! He must have been beaten seriously by Fang Zhengxiang..."
Jiang Chunmian was completely bewildered, slightly puzzled. Who was willing to help Zhang Yanhui yesterday? They all stood by and watched. But that was understandable. No one wanted to cause trouble, and besides, wasn't he staying in the classroom, not daring to meddle in other people's affairs?
"Fang Zhengxiang is going too far!"
"...Besides, this matter has nothing to do with Zhang Yanhui! It was Bai Jing who liked Zhang Yanhui and took the initiative to confess her feelings. She brought the anger on Zhang Yanhui, but she just stood by and watched! Knowing that Fang Zhengxiang was pursuing her, why did she still come to provoke Zhang Yanhui..."
"That's right! Zhang Yanhui has such a good personality, it's so pitiful. What can we do? Help him, it's so sad."
Jiang Chunmian nodded in agreement, her eyes occasionally sliding across the clock hanging on the blackboard. Time passed by minute by minute, and those short few minutes seemed as long as several hours, so long that cold sweat broke out on her back.
She was fully aware of the strange and dangerous environment she was in, and dared not do anything extra besides studying. She held a simple expectation in her heart.
After the college entrance examination, she would leave Tanhua Town and start a new life in college, away from the current environment that made her feel a little weird and scary.
But Zhang Yanhui...
Jiang Chunmian clenched her fist and hit her head. She had already helped in every way she could. She was just an ordinary student. The school teachers didn't care and looked like they had been bewitched to the point of insanity. The only option left was to call the police.
She ran to the corner and called the police.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
“Beep, beep, beep—”
“Beep, beep, beep—”
Fight again.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
No one answered.
Jiang Chunmian pounded the wall beside him, feeling helpless. He returned to the classroom dejectedly and glanced at the clock on the blackboard. Almost ten minutes had passed!
The students in the class are still discussing Zhang Yanhui.
During their discussion, a fat boy in the back row suddenly stood up and started taking pictures of the students gathered in the front row.
"Click"
"Click"
"Hey! Why are you taking pictures of us!" a girl shouted angrily, covering her face.
Next to the girl was the class study committee member. He stood up straight and looked at the fat boy coldly: "He wants to complain! He was the one who told Fang Zhengxiang yesterday that Wang Peng hired the teacher. If it weren't for him, Wang Peng wouldn't have been beaten!"
"How could you do this! Zhang Yanhui is our classmate. Fang Zhengxiang bullied others and you helped him. How could you be so mean!"
The fat boy shook his phone, looking very proud. "If you have the guts to scold me, I have the guts to tell Fang Zhengxiang that you were the one who scolded him the most just now. You want to call the police, right? Just wait—"
Then, there was a loud, “Ah ...
Jiang Chunmian kicked the fat boy down on the table, and the items on the table fell to the ground with a clatter. As the fat boy cried out in pain, Jiang Chunmian clenched his fists vigilantly, standing more than ten steps away from the fat boy, closely watching his reaction.
Just now, Jiang Chunmian noticed that when the fat boy spoke, the whites of his eyes occasionally rolled up, and the dark aura he revealed while speaking was almost the same as the weird state he showed in front of the class teacher.
She ventured the hypothesis that the obese student and her homeroom teacher were "the same kind of people." If she was truly in a supernatural world, then her most important priority was to ensure her own safety. But how could she do that? What kind of punishment would she receive if she resisted these obviously eccentric people?
Jiang Chunmian was eager to try and didn't want to sit and wait for death, so he simply used the fat boy as an experimental subject.
The study committee member widened his eyes in astonishment: "Classmate, you... you are so cool..."
The girl next to him came to her senses and quickly shouted, "Quickly grab his phone and delete the photos!"
The students in the front row rushed forward, and the fat boy collapsed the desk and fell into the rubble with a loud bang. The surrounding students ignored him, snatched his phone, deleted the photos, and some of the more bad-tempered ones cursed him.
"...You're a running dog! A traitor! Just wait and see. You're licking Fang Zhengxiang now, but you'll get what you deserve later. Just wait and see your retribution!"
The fat boy had a vicious look on his face, but when his eyes met Jiang Chunmian's, he looked away timidly.
He covered the back of his head where he had hit it, trembled and curled up into a ball, and apologized repeatedly while surrounded by his classmates.
She glanced at Jiang Chunmian again, and there was no one sitting where she was.
…
Jiang Chunmian had no idea where these "things" came from. It was enough for him to know that they were not as strong as he had imagined. In fact, their combat capability was no different from that of ordinary students. It was just that their behavior was weird.
She usually doesn't bother thinking deeply about things she can't figure out, and decided to ignore other things and concentrate on studying. But when she lowered her head, her mind was filled with the scene of Zhang Yanhui squatting pitifully on the muddy floor of the toilet yesterday, and their time together at night. The two of them had been through hardships together, and it was not her style to watch someone in need and not help!
The kick that gave the fat boy also woke her up.
Zhang Yan replied: "Can he solve it himself? He just said that because he was afraid of getting her into trouble!"
After spending last night together, and after arriving in this strange environment, Zhang Yanhui was the only one she gave a safe card to, and secretly gave him the title of friend. She first ran to the toilet, but didn't see anyone, so she panicked. She asked classmates passing by and found out that Zhang Yanhui was taken to the public toilet on the other side of the playground by Fang Zhengxiang and others.
Fearing that something might happen in the remote environment, Jiang Chunmian picked up a fire extinguisher from the corridor as a weapon and ran towards the public restroom.
…
Public toilet.
The four walls were made of bricks and stones, the toilet had not been used for a long time, weeds were growing wildly in the corners, and the exit was blocked by Fang Zhengxiang's followers. After Fang Zhengxiang said, "I will spare you if you can beat me," the boys who followed Fang Zhengxiang retreated to the surroundings, surrounding Zhang Yanhui, Fang Zhengxiang, and Bai Jing who was pulled in.
Bai Jing's eyes were swollen from crying, and her expression was mournful. "Fang Zhengxiang, I've told you! I don't like you like this. If Zhang Yanhui really can beat you, will you let us go?"
Fang Zhengxiang stared at her fiercely, "Of course! As you wish!"
Zhang Yanhui frowned, glanced at Bai Jing, pursed his lips and looked unhappy.
"I've already said that I'm not interfering in your relationship. I only want to study and haven't thought about anything else! Bai Jing, I have nothing to do with you. Please stop making ambiguous statements that blur the truth!"
Bai Jing just cried. It was true that she liked Zhang Yanhui. She was troubled by Fang Zhengxiang's harassment but had no solution. She could only pin her hopes on Zhang Yanhui, hoping that the person she liked would stand up bravely and confront Fang Zhengxiang. However, she underestimated Fang Zhengxiang's malice and actually hid a knife to seriously injure Zhang Yanhui.
She didn't dare remind Zhang Yanhui to be careful, and was hurt by his words of shirking responsibility. She cried, "...I didn't, I didn't."
Fang Zhengxiang cursed impatiently and rushed towards Zhang Yanhui with his fist raised.
He is used to fighting and has a strong physique. He is incomparable to the cowardly white boy like Zhang Yanhui. In his imagination, he shows off his prowess in front of the girl he likes, and with a wave of his hand, he knocks Zhang Yanhui to the ground and makes him kneel in front of him and beg for mercy!
He was secretly pleased with himself, but before he could even smile, he was tripped by a gust of wind, followed by the force of the shackles around his neck...
Zhang Yanhui pressed his knee against his stomach, his brows gloomy, "I win! I keep my word."
He did not feel elated with the victory in the fight. Instead, a clear sense of hidden worry surged up and occupied his mind.
No matter whether he wins or loses this fight, the final result will be the same. If he wins, he will be targeted even more harshly by the angry Fang Zhengxiang. If he loses, he will not have a good ending because of his weakness.
Even after analyzing the situation thoroughly, there is still a secret expectation rising in my heart——
What if? If Fang Zhengxiang kept his word and stopped pestering him, he could return to his normal life. In a few months, the college entrance examination would be held, and he had to do well in it, leave here, and start a new life...
Beautiful expectations shattered like a fragile mirror, and the sound of shattering rang in his ears one after another. Fang Zhengxiang's roar was accompanied by a cold blade attacking his back. He reflexively raised his hand to hold his wrist. When the two were evenly matched, the boys around him ran towards Zhang Yanhui under Fang Zhengxiang's command.
…
…
The world before my eyes grew dim, and the dizziness I felt in the restroom yesterday came back. The beating heart in my chest slowly, slowly fell silent, like meat wrapped in the freezer, hard as ice, with no sense of warmth at all.
The clear sky above was covered by dark clouds, thunder rumbled above the clouds, and thunderstorms could fall at any time.
The weeds in the corner of the wall gradually turned yellow and withered, swaying left and right with the strong wind, and then were trampled heavily underfoot.
A strange voice sounded, accompanied by fine raindrops falling——
"Zhang Yanhui! Close your eyes!"
Steaming mist filled the toilet. Zhang Yanhui, unsure of why, he heeded the voice and closed his eyes. A white mist created by dry ice spread around him. His wrist was grabbed, and then the man dragged him away from the icy environment, the wind whistling in his ears.
"Bang--"
Jiang Chunmian threw the fire extinguisher backwards, and in the chaos, it hit Fang Zhengxiang's leg. He only heard a wail. She glanced back curiously, cursing inwardly: "Serves him right!" Without stopping, they ran out of the public toilet in a short while.
They ran along the grass path outside the toilet to the back door of the school. It had been in disrepair for years and exuded a rotten smell. Iron sheets served as the back door, blocking the space. Jiang Chunmian noticed a gap in the steel frame at the bottom and pulled Zhang Yanhui in.
Leave school.
Outside the back door is a collapsed old house.
The surroundings are desolate and uninhabited.
Afraid that Fang Zhengxiang and others would catch up, Jiang Chunmian continued to run forward.
As he ran, he asked, "Are you okay? I saw Fang Zhengxiang pull out a knife... I was scared to death!"
Zhang Yanhui was a little dazed. The hand that was holding his wrist was incredibly hot. As their skin touched, heat surged into his flesh and blood. While running, his eyes were always fixed on the girl in front of him. She had pure black hair fluttering in the wind, equally dark and bright eyes, thick eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and was wearing a loose blue and white school uniform, which was blown up by the impatient wind.
The thunder was still roaring, but Zhang Yanhui heard a strange sound.
With pursed lips, he asked, "Classmate, what's your name..."
Running to the back of the abandoned old house, Jiang Chunmian was blocked by bricks and stones. She let go of her hands, held her knees and gasped for breath. Sweat beads covered her forehead. She raised her sleeve to wipe them away. She couldn't believe what she heard and looked up in surprise, "You asked my name just this morning!"
She puffed up her cheeks somewhat unhappily and gasped loudly. The boy in front of her was calm and collected, as if the desperate run just now had no effect on him at all. His pupils were dark and gloomy, revealing an inexplicable coldness. His skin was white and transparent, like a piece of white paper pasted on the wall. Jiang Chunmian's heart stopped for a moment, and he replied blankly: "...Jiang, I am Jiang Chunmian!"
——Jiang Chunmian.
What a familiar name.
Yesterday's memories came flooding back. Jiang Chunmian's worried face at the toilet door replayed, as she leaned on his shoulder peacefully and trustingly after falling asleep at night, and her heart trembled when his hair brushed against her... All the images gathered into a wall made of gray bricks that she fell down. Although he had obediently closed his eyes, the scene of Jiang Chunmian's arrival appeared clearly in front of her.
The sky was covered with dark clouds. Jiang Chunmian, wearing an inconspicuous school uniform, broke through the clouds. The curve of his eyebrows was familiar yet unfamiliar. In the rain as thin as smoke, Zhang Yanhui came back to his senses as if waking from a dream. His chest heaved and he suddenly began to gasp. Two unfamiliar memories alternated in his mind.
The only thing in common is that the protagonist is the same person - Jiang Chunmian in front of you.
The clouds broke open, and the rain poured down like a flood. His heart seemed to have also broken open, and an unfamiliar trembling emotion surged over him. Yesterday's heartbeat, now the heartbeat, double the beating, vibrated in his chest, making his limbs stiff and his whole body unable to touch the reality, as if he was floating in the clouds.
Zhang Yanhui looked away for a moment, then returned his gaze to Jiang Chunmian's face and stammered, "Jiang Chunmian... I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten."
Jiang Chunmian observed him intently. There were bruises on the boy's forehead and tears in his school uniform. Could he have been beaten silly? She grabbed his arm and hid inside the old house. Looking around, there was no place to sit, so she simply stood at the door and watched the rain.
Zhang Yanhui couldn't explain how he felt at the moment. He knew his heart was beating faster than usual, but that was just a feeling. He didn't have any flushing face or shortness of breath caused by the accelerated heartbeat.
He did not delve into the strangeness of his body, still immersed in Jiang Chunmian's answer, muttering: "Chunmian, Chunmian...what a nice name."
Jiang Chunmian turned around and asked, "What did you say?"
Zhang Yanhui's eyes wandered, staring at the rain and fog, then back at Jiang Chunmian, her eyelashes trembling, "No...nothing."
"oh."
Seeing him standing in the rain again, Jiang Chunmian walked over and pulled him inside. He reached out and touched his forehead, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? You seem dizzy."
"No, I'm fine." Zhang Yanhui's eyes were bright and she looked at Jiang Chunmian intently. When their eyes met, she looked away awkwardly.
I seemed to be able to hear the beating of my heart in my ears.
He was so shocked that he lost his soul and was uneasy.
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