"Feifei has a poor appetite, but the teacher said she was not eating properly and locked her up."
"Zhou Chen loves basketball and cut his hair short, but the teacher said he was dressed strangely and locked him up."
"Nana's diary was discovered, and she was locked up because of her early romantic relationship."
"You personally brought those three people up to the 5th floor after you reported them, right?"
As Bai Sang spoke, Zhang Tunan's expression became increasingly painful and ferocious.
"It wasn't me, it wasn't me, I, I just wanted to protect Feifei."
His words made Bai Sang sneer.
"You're not trying to protect Feifei, you're just trying to protect yourself."
"You're afraid of being caught and put in solitary confinement, you're afraid of being tortured, so you choose to make others suffer."
“Feifei hates you. Zhou Chen and Nana died because of your report, so you’ve been in pain, regret, remorse, and fear all this time. You’re immersed in these emotions every day, aren’t you?”
Zhang Tunan, fearing that people would find out he was pursuing Feifei, chose to report Nana.
To cover his tracks, he also reported Zhou Chen, who was wearing a wig.
Driven by vanity, Zhang Tunan, who had previously reported others and gained favor with the teachers, then reported Feifei, who suffered from anorexia.
He thought he would be released from solitary confinement soon, but he never expected that Zhou Chen and Nana would die.
Zhang Tunan's emotions easily corrupted the students who were on the verge of collapse.
In their anguish, they burned the entire school to the ground.
Zhang Tunan, however, regretted his report and used his emotions to restore the school to its original state.
However, as pollution from the public worsened, the school gradually spiraled out of control.
The outburst of numerous negative emotions made the school even more oppressive.
Zhang Tunan, who had been covering his head, finally exploded.
"No, no, it's not my fault, I didn't, I shouldn't have..."
He spoke incoherently, looking around helplessly, before finally fixing his gaze on Bai Sang in front of him.
"It's all your fault, it's all your fault!"
He lunged at Bai Sang.
"Intruders like you should become nourishment."
Just as he was about to touch Bai Sang, Gu Yuan made his move.
A wisp of white flame engulfed Zhang Tunan.
The school, built with Zhang Tunan's unwavering dedication, has now revealed its former appearance.
Every building bears the marks of having been consumed by fire.
Bai Sang wanted to go to the dormitory to see Fei Fei, but her surroundings were shrouded in darkness, with only one path leading forward.
"There's no one here anymore, or something eerie."
Gu Yuan spoke softly.
Bai Sang nodded, patted the little black dog in his pocket, and walked out along the road ahead.
[It's over, ahhhhh, it was so heavy.]
How can such a school exist in this world?
They're everywhere, it's just that we've never seen many of them before.
There are too many buried truths; our eyes have never truly seen through the world around us.
I've already followed the live stream, and I'll definitely watch it every time the streamer broadcasts.
The screen was filled with floating gifts until the live stream was shut down.
Outside was a place familiar to Bai Sang.
It was the little house where she and her grandmother had lived for a long time.
Bai Sang suddenly collapsed onto the bed.
Great, she's back.
"By the way, Gu Yuan, what is that wisp of white flame you have?"
Gu Yuan did not answer her; he looked around.
"I suggest you leave quickly, because there's a good chance that strange tales might be told about this place."
Bai Sang suddenly sat up.
She pursed her lips and remained silent.
This place contains all her memories of her and her grandmother.
"Do you want this place, or your life?"
Without hesitation, Bai Sang quickly packed her things.
Taking the little black dog downstairs and standing at the entrance of the residential area, Bai Sang felt a sense of vastness in the world, yet she was homeless.
Gu Yuan followed behind her and hailed a taxi.
No. 7 Lingxi Street.
The moment Bai Sang got into the taxi, she was stunned.
"Has your business expanded to this extent?"
The driver was clearly a strange character; he resembled a conjoined twin, with the front part driving the car and the back part having grown six hands that efficiently made tea, served fruit, and handed out hot towels for wiping hands.
"Don't worry, these are all safe for human use and contain no pollution."
Gu Yuan's words completely put Bai Sang at ease.
She took the hot towel to wipe her hands, took a sip of tea, and leaned back in the seat to rest.
Just one ghost story was enough to exhaust her.
The little black dog sniffed the plate, ate one of the pastries in two bites, and whimpered at Bai Sang.
Bai Sang stroked it, "How did you manage to survive in that instance?"
The little black dog blinked its clear eyes and tilted its head to look at Bai Sang.
Bai Sang sighed.
"Never mind, you're just a little puppy."
Beside him, Gu Yuan let out a cold laugh.
After he came out, he realized that the seal on the little black dog was second only to his own.
This little thing, though sealed, isn't strange; it's really interesting.
"Passengers, you have arrived."
The strange driver spoke in a muffled voice.
Bai Sang paid the fare and gave a tip, which made the driver's dull face look a little more cheerful.
The car drove away quickly, while Bai Sang remained standing still.
Until a middle-aged man in a sharp suit walked up.
"Madam, welcome home."
Bai Sang: ? ? ?
"Madam, this is the wedding room that our seniors have prepared for you and the seven gentlemen, Sangyuan Manor."
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