Chapter 118 The Strange Book
Chapter 119 The Strange Book
This incident did not affect Wen Ning. After New Year's Day, he continued to attend classes and work as usual. He did not open the package and took it back with him when he went to make up lessons.
The girl seemed to know nothing. She said nothing and continued studying as usual.
On that day, Wen Ning was supposed to give extra lessons to the two students, but not long after he left, he suddenly ran back.
At that time, Fang Qing was drawing a design in the studio, and her body was covered with paint. Suddenly, she heard hurried footsteps in the corridor. Before she could go out to check, the door was pushed open. Wen Ning walked in with a cold face, took a few steps forward and hugged her.
Fang Qing didn't know what was going on, but she could clearly feel that Wen Ning's arms were shaking while he was holding her.
"Brother Ning...what's wrong with you? Didn't you go to make up for the lessons? Why are you back?"
The response she got was a long silence. Fang Qing opened her mouth several times to ask questions, but she remained silent. She hugged Wen Ning back tightly and patted his back gently as he used to comfort her. "It's okay, I'm here, it's okay..."
The sunlight outside the window slowly fell in, warming the whole room bit by bit. The painting on Fang Qing's drawing board diluted the light in the sunlight, allowing Wen Ning to finally slowly open his eyes.
He loosened his hand and scratched his hair uncomfortably, his ears turning red again. Wen Ning didn't dare to look into Fang Qing's eyes, and instead looked at the picture, changing the subject abruptly, "Well, is this... a new design?"
Fang Qing didn't expose him, but nodded with a curved mouth, "How about it, give me some advice?"
Wen Ning coughed to cover up his embarrassment, walked over and looked at the drawing board carefully, and gave some suggestions from the buyer's perspective.
Fang Qing took out a small notebook and wrote it down, then asked Wen Ning to sit and wait for a while and began to revise the design draft.
When the light in the room turned from bright to dim, Fang Qing finally stopped writing, stretched himself and stood up, "That's it for today, let's go eat."
After dinner, the two strolled around the campus and sat down on a bench by the lake.
The golden-red fireball slowly fell into the dark blue sky. The dazzling light was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, leaving only layers of red light, like traces left behind in the struggle.
"What happened today? You looked very flustered. Can you tell me about it?" Fang Qing leaned on Wen Ning's shoulder. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the two of them. It seemed warm, but in fact, there was an indescribable coldness.
Wen Ning looked at the sunset in the distance and remained silent for a long time, but he held Fang Qing's arms tighter.
He didn't know how to explain what happened today.
Today he arrived at the villa as usual. The students who were taking extra classes next door had not arrived yet, so the housekeeper asked him to go to the study to rest first and made a pot of tea before going downstairs.
Wen Ning drank two cups of tea, and seeing that no one was coming, he stood up and walked around the study. Perhaps because he drank too much water, he found the toilet by himself according to his memory, and when he came out and returned, he unexpectedly found a room with the door open.
He subconsciously stepped forward and tried to close the door, but suddenly saw an abnormal red light in the room!
Wen Ning thought there was a fire and walked in quickly. But as soon as he entered the room, he found a young girl sitting in front of the brazier with her back to him. She was mumbling something and adding paper to the brazier.
This scene was so strange that Wen Ning subconsciously held his breath and slowly backed out. He felt that it was really rude to break into someone else's house without permission, so he didn't disturb the girl and went straight back to the study.
Sitting on the chair, Wen Ning's mind was still on the scene he had just seen. He felt uneasy, so he stood up and looked for a book on the bookshelf behind him to calm down.
After flipping through a few books, he noticed a book with worn and frayed edges.
It seems that the owner here often turns it over.
Curiosity drove him to slowly pull out the book, but as he flipped through the pages, he became more and more frightened. This book was not a masterpiece at all, but something like an ancient diary.
Wen Ning didn't recognize some of the words on it, but he understood the patterns inside. This book was clearly a cult pamphlet, full of bloody and terrifying punishment methods. The unimaginable methods made people's hearts beat violently after reading them for a few times. Wen Ning felt that this book was really dangerous and quickly closed the book.
A piece of paper floated down. Wen Ning picked it up, took a look at it, and immediately frowned.
There were a few words listed in a mess on the note, but Wen Ning keenly discovered that these words together should be the information of a person.
In addition to depicting height, weight, skin color and hair, there is also the network of people around this person, and in the lower right corner, there are more than a dozen methods of revenge for reference.
The more Wen Ning read, the more his brows furrowed. When these words were put together, the image they described actually gradually became clearer in his mind!
Black hair, bright eyes, fair skin, beautiful appearance, ordinary family, smart, quiet, artistic...
Wen Ning suddenly felt as if his throat was being strangled and he couldn't breathe for a moment. All this information combined together was the most consistent one.
Only Fang Qing!
"Teacher Wen, what are you doing?" A sweet voice sounded behind Wen Ning, like a demon in a horror movie, scaring him so much that he almost threw the book away. But when he saw that it was the student he was tutoring, Wen Ning instantly regained his composure, stuffed the note back as if nothing had happened, and put the book back on the bookshelf.
"Read, because you're late." Wen Ning turned around calmly and prepared to make up for the lessons as usual.
But the girl next to him kept staring at him, and when she saw the sweat on his forehead, she became a little excited, "Teacher Wen, you saw it, right? How do you feel?"
Wen Ning paused while flipping through the book and looked at the girl coldly, "I don't understand what you are talking about. It has taken a long time. My time is limited. Please sit down."
The girl acted as if she didn't hear what he said. She sat down on the table without restraint, leaning forward slightly and getting closer to Wen Ning. "Teacher Wen, don't pretend. I know you saw everything. So, those things are very interesting, right? Don't you have anything to say? Don't you think... they look like the same person..."
Wen Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, and subconsciously tightened his grip on the pen. He stared at the girl for a long while, then suddenly lowered his eyes and began to pack up his things. "It seems like you don't need to make up lessons today, so I'll take my leave."
Wen Ning quickly put away his things, turned around and ran towards the door, but the girl behind him was still relentless, "Haha, even if you don't say it, I know that you must be shocked and scared, right? Teacher Wen, there are some things that you can't avoid by running away..."
Madman, this guy is a madman!
Wen Ning did not stop and rushed out of the villa without explaining to the housekeeper, and took a car all the way back to school.
Wen Ning didn’t understand why a good remedial lesson turned out like this, and he also didn’t understand why the girl did this, but at this moment he couldn’t care about anything else, he wanted to see Fang Qing, to see that she was safe and sound!
(End of this chapter)
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