Yang Chen and Li Xue ran out quickly. The three of them stood in the corridor and looked back the way they came. It was pitch black and they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Where are the footsteps?"

"I really heard it! It sounded like someone was jumping in the passage."

"Don't scare yourself, come and help."

Li Xue dragged Wang Yan into the last room. Yang Chen stayed outside for a while, muttering what Wang Yan said: "Beat?"

The three of them rummaged through the last dormitory and found that most of the garbage piled on the bed were props made of sponges and wood blocks. They looked dirty and messy, but actually did not emit any strange smell.

"Is this dormitory used to store garbage?" Li Xue covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves. "But why is there a blanket on the innermost bed? Who would be willing to live in such a dirty environment?"

“What we need to consider now is not who will live in this place.” Yang Chen picked up the garbage model on the bed and put it under his nose to smell it: “We smelled a bad smell when we entered the hidden scene. This room has the strongest stench, which means that the thing that emits the stench is in this room. Only by finding that thing can we crack the secret of this scene.”

"I think what Lao Yang said makes sense. There is garbage everywhere in the house, but it is not the garbage that emits the bad smell. It's very strange." Wang Yan walked to the only bed with bedding: "This bed without garbage has the worst smell."

He grabbed a corner of the quilt and pulled it open with gritted teeth.

There was nothing scary under the tattered quilt, just a notebook.

Wang Yan casually opened it and took a quick look.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten so close to you. I was just trying to help you get the ball."

"Teacher, I didn't get my clothes wet on purpose. No one was teasing me. It was my fault."

"Dad, I will try my best to do it well. Please don't hit me anymore."

"I'm sorry, I don't know why my smile makes people feel disgusted, I won't do it again in the future."

"If you think there's something wrong with me, I can change it. I can change anything!"

"I really just want to be like them, sorry..."

The notebook was not very thick, and it was filled with words of apology, which looked a bit depressing.

"Is there something wrong with your brain? Why are you apologizing? If you get bullied, just beat him up!" Wang Yan was a man with a quick temper. He curled his lips and disagreed with the owner of the notebook.

"Come and look at this." Li Xue found some torn photos in the dormitory trash can. She picked out a few and put them together, and could barely make out the people in the photos.

"They should be a father and son."

The child is severely obese and you can see that he has some inferiority complex. He seems to be afraid of the camera, so he hides behind his father.

His father had a bad temper, his face was full of anger, and he was very rude to him. He grabbed his neck with one hand and forcibly dragged him out from behind.

"Is this my stepfather?"

Wang Yan opened his notes and let the other two read them. The first few pages were normal, but the more they read, the more uncomfortable they felt.

The boy has no name and his classmates call him Pig. His father is one of the investors of a private college in the western suburbs. His family is very rich, but his father is extremely harsh on him.

The notes did not explain the reason, but one could guess from the words that the boy's mother seemed to have betrayed his father, and that the birth of the child was a mistake.

The boy longed for his father's praise, but no matter what he did or how sensible he was, he was always responded with violence and scolding.

He lived cautiously, and his body could only feel satisfied when he was eating. However, he ate without restraint and used eating as a way to relieve stress. The end result was that the boy was seriously overweight at a very young age.

Seeing the boy's ugly appearance, his father, instead of feeling worried, felt a sense of revenge.

The boy knew nothing, but he felt his father's happiness, so he ate even harder.

As he grew up, both his mental and physical health had deteriorated.

The boy was inferior and cowardly at school, and no one wanted to sit with him. When he returned home, he would be beaten by his father if things did not go his way.

Gradually, the boy developed serious psychological problems. Things that others thought were beautiful became extremely ugly in his eyes.

But he treasures the things that others hate and avoid as if they were treasures.

This child often does ridiculous things, such as secretly taking away other people's leftovers in the cafeteria, and picking out some dirty and smelly things from the garbage dump to take home.

His father would always beat him up severely, but the kid seemed to have lost control of himself and his worldview was completely turned upside down.

This happened several times in a row. Once his father beat the boy so hard that he was sent to the hospital, and the police were alerted.

Finally, after education and persuasion from the police, the boy's father agreed to let the boy move into the school dormitory.

The boy's father was an investor in a private school in West City. The school readily agreed and prepared a single room specifically for the boy.

After moving into the dormitory, the boy had to interact with other classmates. He had to apologize more often every day, and his symptoms became more and more serious.

Not long after, a foul odor was smelled in several other dormitories adjacent to the boy's room. The school authorities followed the smell and pried open the boy's room. They were all stunned when they opened the door.

The originally clean dormitory was filled with all kinds of garbage, but in the boy's eyes, those dirty and smelly garbage became the most beautiful decorations.

The school asked someone to throw away all the garbage in the house, punished the boy, and notified his parents.

The boy's father has always been rough in his way of educating him, beating and kicking him.

According to the boy himself, his father continued to beat him until late at night before leaving.

No matter how painful life is, life goes on, and every time a physical wound heals, the boy's mental illness becomes more serious.

The smell appeared in the corridor again, and the school was helpless. The boy's father was an investor in a private school, and expelling his child would be inappropriate from any perspective.

After repeated cleanings several times, the boy still didn't show much change, so the school had no choice but to empty out several dormitories near the boy's room and hire someone to clean his room regularly.

Over time, the stench in the room could no longer be removed, as if it had seeped into the walls and floor tiles.

At that time, the West Suburb Private School was so busy with various issues in the girls' dormitory building that it no longer paid attention to the child.

The boy, whose mental state had become completely damaged, kept carrying garbage back to his dormitory, and the stench became increasingly strong.

From this period on, the boy's diary became monotonous and repetitive. He began to constantly apologize to his father and pray that his father would forgive him.