The math teacher didn't say what he had prepared. He glared at Chen Ge for a long time, then slammed the ruler on the podium and said, "Sit down and stop looking out the window. Du Ming, come up and answer the questions."

The round-faced fat boy walked up to the podium, while Chen Ge touched his backpack and said, "Everything here feels too normal. Something is wrong. There must be something wrong."

After finally waiting for the get out of class to end, Chen Ge stopped the round-faced fat boy and took him to a corner of the school.

"What are you going to do? There's no need to make such a fuss about borrowing homework to copy, right?"

"I want to ask you something. You must answer me honestly." Chen Ge pointed at himself and asked, "What kind of person am I in your eyes?"

"Aloof, sharp-tongued, unpopular, and not very popular as a poor student." The round-faced fat boy counted on his fingers and listed them one by one.

"Have I always had such a bad image in your mind?" Chen Ge looked at the familiar round face. Although he knew that the other party was telling the truth, he was not happy.

"It's okay." The round-faced fat boy had no idea of ​​the dangerous situation he was in.

"Okay, let's change the question. Have there been any strange stories in our school? For example, an empty classroom with strange noises coming out at night, or a specimen that moves, etc."

Chen Ge's face was full of curiosity, and the round-faced fat boy couldn't bear to refuse. He took out a report card from his schoolbag and handed it to Chen Ge.

"Why do you want me to see this?" Chen Ge took the report card and saw Du Ming's name ranked second in the class.

"Top ten in the grade, second in the class, and you actually asked a person like this if there are any weird things going on in our school?"

"What does your good academic performance have to do with ghost stories? If you were an excellent student, would ghost stories not happen?"

"The reason why I can achieve such results is that I use the time that others spend daydreaming to study."

"Stop talking. If you weren't such a nice person, I would show you what a weird talk is." Chen Ge was speechless, but when he thought that the other party was just a cocky kid, he let it go: "I won't argue with you. Next question, has anything bad happened in our school, such as school violence, accidental death of students, etc."

"What are you thinking about every day?" The round-faced little fat boy shook his head and took back his report card: "Are you under too much pressure recently? That's right, you are fourth from the bottom in the class, and your grades are steadily declining. I really can't explain to your family. I suggest you start studying hard, it's useless to think about other things."

After putting the report card back into his backpack, the round-faced fat boy just left.

"This guy's personality hasn't changed at all, it's exactly the same as I remember." Chen Ge and Du Ming were not friends. The reason they were close was purely because they both had bad personalities at the time. Two unpopular guys with few friends were just huddling together for warmth.

Soon, there were no students to be seen on campus, and the surroundings became very quiet. Chen Ge did not leave. He chose to proceed step by step, exploring the school first, and then slowly searching the entire town from there.

"Do pay attention, the day may be almost over."

The sky became increasingly gloomy, making it hard to breathe.

"The night in a small town will never be as lively and warm as the day. It will tear off its disguise, reveal its ferocious fangs, and ruthlessly tear apart every innocent person."

Turning and entering the teaching building, Chen Ge carried his backpack and checked each classroom through the window. He looked for a long time but still did not find anything unusual.

It was not until he reached the top floor of the teaching building that Chen Ge heard footsteps on the roof. "School is over. Who would go to the roof at this time?"

Holding the skull crusher, Chen Ge entered the corridor. The door leading to the rooftop was not locked, so he quietly pushed the door open a crack.

The top floor of the school teaching building is the closest place to the sky. Looking up, it seems as if the entire sky covered with dark clouds will fall down at any time.

"No one?"

The cold wind blew and raindrops fell on my face. The rain came very suddenly.

Retracting his gaze, Chen Ge walked downstairs. When he was about to leave the teaching building, the rain outside was already heavy.

"This should be ordinary rain, right?" The rain behind the door might hide resentment and curses. Chen Ge stretched his hand into the rain curtain and tried. The rain fell on his palm, and the coldness penetrated into his heart.

"It will rain behind the door. I have to pay attention to the evil spirits that use umbrellas as their shelter. There should be a lot of evil spirits of this type. After all, in many stories, umbrellas are a good place for evil spirits to hide..." Chen Ge was thinking deeply when a shadow suddenly covered his face: "Who?!"

Turning around suddenly, Chen Ge saw Zhang Ya who was startled.

"Why haven't you gone home yet? Did you forget to take your umbrella?" Zhang Ya stood behind Chen Ge holding an umbrella. It was she who had held the umbrella over Chen Ge's head just now.

At this moment, it seemed that they were the only two people in the teaching building. Chen Ge looked at Zhang Ya, opened his mouth, and suddenly felt his heartbeat quicken. He quickly took a step back.

Seeing Chen Ge's reserved look, Zhang Ya seemed to find it very amusing: "Are you afraid of me?"

"No."

"That's fine. I don't know when the rain will stop. I'll take you to the station." Zhang Ya walked to Chen Ge with an umbrella and said, "Let's go."

Chen Ge, who had always been very opinionated, didn't know why he ended up following Zhang Ya, forgetting all about investigating school ghost stories and exploring the secrets of the town.

The faint scent of shampoo wafted into his nose, and Chen Ge's eyes always fell on Zhang Ya involuntarily. The feeling at this moment was probably happiness.

The rain was getting heavier, pedestrians were hurrying by, the neon lights on the street were hazy through the mist, and the whole world seemed to be filled with the sound of falling rain.

"Zhang Ya..."

"Huh? What did you just say?" Zhang Ya seemed to hear Chen Ge say something, but the rain was too loud and she couldn't hear it clearly.

"It's okay, you go inside. There are a lot of cars outside and I'm afraid they will splash mud and water onto your clothes." Chen Ge walked to the other side of Zhang Ya with the bag. The two of them then saw that half of each other's shoulders were wet by the rain. Neither of them wanted the other to get wet, but unexpectedly, both of their clothes got wet.

The two walked on the rainy street without speaking until they reached the nearest station to the school.

"Which bus do you want to take?"

"Route 104." Chen Ge casually reported a route and stood quietly beside Zhang Ya. He didn't want to talk much and secretly stared at Zhang Ya.

The world behind the door is woven based on memories. Although there are absurd and weird places, most of them are consistent with reality. The reason why Zhang Ya appears in her current appearance is also related to Chen Ge’s own memory.

"My car is here. Go home early and don't run around." Zhang Ya took out her cell phone. "This is my number. Send me a message when you get home to let me know you're safe."

After exchanging phone numbers, Zhang Ya boarded the No. 4 bus and waved to Chen Ge from the window.

The colorfully painted bus disappeared in the rain, but Chen Ge still stood there.