Cen Yu couldn't see the hand's movements at all, but he could feel the cold hand constantly rubbing his neck. One hand pressed down on the protruding knuckles at the back of his neck, while the other hand slowly stroked his cheek and rubbed the beauty mark under his eye.
The sensation was so clear, yet in Cen Yu's sight, there was nothing there, neither on her neck nor her cheek.
It was as if all of this was his illusion.
"……"never mind.
Cen Yu thought, ignoring the hand, he continued his search in the abandoned school building.
The classroom doors were all open, and there were still desks and chairs inside that hadn't been taken away before, apparently because He Yongning had donated better things later... He walked into the classroom closest to him.
The classroom was covered in dust, and the desks and chairs were covered with a thick layer of dust.
On the table, there are still various traces left by the students back then—
Randomly drawn flowers, adhesive residue from tape, and all sorts of strange words and names written with ballpoint pens and fountain pens.
Cen Yu realized that, whether by coincidence or by plot arrangement, the classroom he entered might be the same one where Pei Hengyun and the others had spent three years.
Because he spotted the rich kid's name on the corner of the table in front of him, with the repeated phrase "I want to go home" below it.
Thinking of this, Cen Yu raised his head... and squinted at the place that was probably where Pei Hengyun and the others were.
He remembered that they were sitting by the window.
So he walked over and slowly looked down at the various messages written on the desks. He looked at each desk one by one, and finally found the words "Jiang Tuan" written in ballpoint pen on one of the desks.
Cen Yu immediately looked up at the table behind him.
This is the table where Pei Hengyun and He Yongning sit.
Thinking of this, he immediately moved closer to the table, but at that moment the hand grabbed his arm, as if it didn't want him to come over.
"...It's one thing for you to be a scoundrel, but why do you also like to get in people's way?" Cen Yu frowned.
He wished he could kick that ghost away.
He reached out and grabbed the invisible ghost hand. "You better behave yourself, or I'll break your ghost hand off!" he threatened viciously.
Whether it sensed Cen Yu's displeasure or was because it couldn't stay out for too long, it actually disappeared after Cen Yu threatened it... Cen Yu looked at the empty classroom thoughtfully.
Without that thing stopping him, he naturally went to Pei Hengjun's desk.
The desk drawer was empty. It seems that when the new teaching building was built, the previous owner of the desk had already emptied it completely.
He bent down and carefully examined the writing on the table. He found that one of the tabletops was unusually clean, without any trace of writing on it. Even after many years, when a thick layer of dust had accumulated, it was clear that the owner of the table must have cherished it.
Perhaps it was because it was so clean and well-preserved that even after the table had changed owners, it was never painted into a mess.
For some reason, Cen Yu knew that this was definitely He Yongning's table.
Then he glanced at the table next door, the one that should belong to Pei Hengyun—
There was a large stain of correction fluid on the table, in one corner, and besides that stain, the table was covered with the names of some sports stars...
"..." Is this Pei Hengyun's desk?
Cen Yu thought to himself, "This is truly a drastic change in personality!"
Why doesn't Pei Hengyun seem to like star athletes at all these days?
"Oh, so you're here after all."
As Cen Yu was pondering this, he heard voices at the classroom door.
Looking over, he saw Pei Hengyun, He Yongning, and others. Jiang Tuan looked into the room, and for a moment when his eyes met Cen Yu's, his gaze darted away...
"Xiao Yu, how did you know this was our classroom?" Pei Hengjun slowly walked into the classroom.
Perhaps because of the backlighting, although he still had a smile on his face, he no longer had that gentle impression he usually had.
He walked up to Cen Yu and took his hand. "I almost couldn't find you just now."
“He’s not a child, he won’t get lost,” Jiang Tuan said.
Then he followed him into the classroom. He saw his old desk and seemed a little nostalgic. He then turned and suggested, "By the way, there's a basketball court downstairs. How about we play a game?"
He Yongning nodded, "Okay."
Then he looked at Pei Hengyun, "Together?"
Pei Hengyun gave an apologetic smile, "I haven't played basketball in a long time, so I'm a bit rusty."
"It's okay, I haven't played basketball in a long time either," He Yongning said nonchalantly, as if he insisted that Pei Hengyun play basketball with them. "Yu Sheng is here, the PE teacher is on duty today, just ask him for a basketball."
Although Jiang Tuan didn't understand why He Yongning suddenly had such a strong addiction to basketball, he was still very happy to be able to play basketball with his old friends. He immediately grabbed Yu Sheng and went to borrow a basketball.
Pei Hengyun glanced at Jiang Tuan's retreating figure as he pulled Yu Sheng away. Although he still had a smile on his face, it didn't reach his eyes.
It was as if at this moment, he suddenly became too lazy to pretend to be the gentle art teacher Pei Hengyun, and revealed his true colors.
He Yongning, who was standing to the side, naturally noticed the change in Pei Hengyun's eyes. He glanced at Cen Yu, who seemed to be thinking about something, and then said, "Since they've all gone to get the basketball, let's go down first."
He Yongning then asked Cen Yu, "Do you like playing basketball?"
"You can play with us if you like."
Cen Yu pondered for a moment. In his memory, the original owner didn't seem to have said whether he liked or disliked playing basketball—after all, as a short horror novel, the background of this adventure streamer Cen Yu was very simple, and the content transmitted to his head was just a fragmented background introduction.
Cen Yu didn't really enjoy being a live streamer; she just wanted to make money.
Playing games didn't work, and being a good-looking streamer wasn't an option, so I simply became a streamer specializing in outdoor adventures.
Thinking about it... the common point between this character and the one from the previous world is that he's really short of money.
"..." What kind of bullshit common ground is this?
Can't we have something better?
Cen Yu mentally complained, but after carefully going through his memories, he still couldn't find anything related to playing basketball. He was just about to tell He Yongning that he wasn't interested in playing basketball, but he changed his mind the moment he opened his mouth.
"Playing basketball? I'd be quite interested."
Cen Yu looked at Pei Hengyun and said, "Count me in."
He Yongning's gaze was fixed on Cen Yu, as if he were deep in thought.
Pei Hengyun simply put on his gentle mask again, "Really? That's great."
He smiled and laughed, but in his heart he had already sentenced He Yongning to death.
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