Chapter 22 The Young Lady in a Wheelchair 22: Come and Let Me See (Next Chapter - V Chapter)
Anshi No.1 Middle School is located in a bustling area, just across the street from the city's largest stadium, where large-scale performances are frequently held.
The school has a large campus, with the junior high and senior high sections adjacent to each other. Most of the senior high students are directly promoted from the junior high section, and most of them are familiar faces.
Because the high school has strict admission requirements, it is difficult for students who are not directly admitted from the junior high school to attend the school, and there are only a small number of transfer students each year.
Cheng Zhishu was one of the few transfer students this year. Unlike other transfer students, she transferred halfway through the semester, and her learning pace was different. She always felt out of place in the eyes of the other students.
The fact that such a large campus could be built in such a prime location, with a history spanning almost a century, demonstrates the school's exceptional strength.
Schools that have existed for so long always have little-known corners and hidden spots, places that others might overlook, where filth and dirt can easily accumulate.
As the sun sets, its rays shimmer like gold, and overgrown weeds grow before the locked iron gate.
The security guard who checked the surveillance footage said, "Following the direction she disappeared in the surveillance footage, this is the end of the road. Just at the fork in the road, turn left and you'll find the internet cafe that leads to the back gate of the school."
This area has been abandoned, so there's naturally no surveillance. The back door surveillance camera has been broken for ages; it's just for show now.
Shangguan Yin looked around: "Is this the place?"
Shangguan Yin was a well-behaved student. The most serious violation of school rules she had ever done was passing notes in class. It was hard to imagine what breaking the rules was like.
Seeing that the grass was knee-high, she began to wonder if she should go to the street behind the back gate to look for someone.
The security guard suddenly felt an itch to take out a cigarette from his pocket, but when he noticed the person following behind him, he withdrew his hand.
Considering that even the principal was very polite to this person, the security guard's attitude became more respectful: "I told you that going to an internet cafe is faster than coming here to find someone. The junior high students like to climb over this wall and then get out..."
Xi Congshuang: "Open the door, I want to go in and see her. She's very well-behaved and won't go outside to surf the internet."
The security guard felt that parents nowadays were making a mountain out of a molehill, refusing to believe that their children were skipping school. But then, they were caught in an internet cafe, losing all face.
And it was almost time for him to hand over his shift, so he was rushing home for dinner.
The security guard said, "These are abandoned buildings that have been abandoned for a long time. Nobody comes here. They're full of junk. What would you do going in?"
Xi Congshuang said impatiently, "I equipped her room with the latest generation of electronic products and never restricted her from using them. Nothing outside can compare to what I provide."
"Stop talking nonsense and open the door."
"..."
This reason is indeed very strong.
The security guard took out his phone: "I don't have the key to the old building. I need to call and ask who has it."
Shangguan Yin looked down at the phone in her hand; the other one belonged to Cheng Zhishu, and it really was a new phone released this year.
Thinking about the timing carefully, Cheng Zhishu received the phone even before its official release date, because the product launch was held a month later, and it was officially released three days prior.
Cheng Zhishu showed up with her phone not long after transferring schools, half a month before the official release.
She had previously worried that Cheng Zhishu might live in fear under the eldest young lady's command. She had personally witnessed Xi Congshuang's temper, albeit from a distance at a banquet with many people.
I'm wondering if Miss Xi is still looking for an adopted sister, or even an adopted daughter, since my godmother is Orange QAQ
Shangguan Yin thought to herself: People are so fickle.
Rumors misled me!
What kind of behavior is this, bowing down and begging under the young lady's thumb?
Xi Hanran, who arrived a little later, was carrying a bottle of mineral water. She was really thirsty and went to buy water as soon as she got off the car.
Behind her followed a middle-aged woman wearing glasses, walking briskly with a tote bag slung over her shoulder.
The other person recognized her and asked in surprise, "Miss Xi, Xiao Yin, what are you doing here? Didn't you say Zhi Shu was missing? Have you found her?"
Shangguan Yin took the initiative to answer: "Chengzi's exam room was arranged in the last special class. We checked the surveillance and saw that she came here alone. Just now, at the fork in the road, the left side of the wall leads to the back door. Miss Xi said she wanted to open the door to see inside the abandoned building."
Since Cheng Zhishu was a transfer student, and her previous grades were 0, and class assignments were based on grades in each monthly exam, it was normal for her to be assigned to the special talent class.
Xi Congshuang: "I don't think she would climb over the wall to get out. Even if she did, she wouldn't forget to take her phone and backpack with her."
The homeroom teacher's expression turned serious: "I also believe that Zhi Shu wouldn't climb over the wall, but we should investigate any possible locations."
only……
The last time I saw Xi Congshuang was five years ago at the school's anniversary celebration. At that time, she spoke on stage as a representative of outstanding alumni and was personally received by the principal, who also donated a batch of air conditioners to replace the old ones.
Times have changed, and the once spirited young man is now confined to a wheelchair, his eyes downcast and inexplicably gloomy.
The security guard reached out and shook the barrier gate. The thick iron chain rattled loudly as it shook, and the keyhole showed no signs of being opened; it was rusty.
He pressed his other hand against the phone to his ear and shouted, "Yes, the key to the abandoned building's main entrance... isn't with you? If it's not with you, where is it? You're asking... what? Teacher Zheng is in a meeting, can't I ask?"
The campus was empty at the time, and the security guard's voice carried far, startling a weary bird in the treetops not far away, which flapped its wings and flew away.
Xi Congshuang, bracing herself against the thick chain, said, "If I can't find the key, can I saw the chain open?"
The homeroom teacher, who was taking out her phone to call for help finding the keys, exclaimed, "What?"
Xi Congshuang: "I don't have the patience to wait any longer. I'll pay for whatever chains and locks they ask for."
No sooner had he finished speaking than someone came over carrying a chainsaw. It was driver Xiao Li who brought over the professionals.
Xi Hanran, who was drinking water from the bottle, exclaimed, "Pfft—"
She wiped her mouth in shock and said, "It's not Xi Congshuang? Are you so sure she's inside?"
When exactly did she get Xiao Li to find a chainsaw operator?
This is making a huge fuss.
Xi Congshuang pointed to the wall covered with ivy: "Didn't you see? There's a piece missing from the wall there, and the ivy has been trampled and dragged. There are sandbags on the ground, which would have helped you climb over the wall and then step on the indentation to climb over."
When Xi Congshuang pointed it out, Xi Hanran did indeed notice the problem there. Moreover, it seemed that the ivy had been trampled on more than once, and it was not as lush as other places.
The security guard was shocked: "Impossible. We patrol the school every day and have never seen anyone go to the abandoned building."
"You're going to saw this open, right?" The man had a tool bag slung over his shoulder, making a clanging sound as he walked. He sawed the chain open in a few quick movements, and the metal fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Alright, the door is open."
The door, which hadn't been opened for who knows how many years, was pushed open by both hands. Xiao Li took out his phone, scanned the QR code to pay, and let him leave.
He turned to find the armrest of Xi Congshuang's wheelchair and pushed her in, but the wheelchair shot out with a whoosh, faster than a person's legs.
Xiao Li: "..."
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The security guard's voice was not yet audible to those inside, but the faint sound of a chainsaw cutting through the iron chains drifted into the abandoned building's toilet.
However, it was chaotic inside, and no one heard the commotion outside. They were eager to run out, stepping on the damp ground.
Suddenly a scream rang out, which then turned into a muffled groan.
Why did you push me?!
"She's crazy, she poked me with the head of a mop!"
"Who knows what this mop was washed with? Ugh—it's disgusting, so much dust!"
"My camera is going to break! My camera!"
The locked door was flung open with a bang, and several students rushed out, their clothes more or less wet.
They were all wearing their school uniforms, looking panicked. They had been running for their lives, but stopped as if they had seen a ghost when they saw something.
Someone screamed, "A ghost! A wheelchair ghost!!!"
Every school has similar legends, such as the school being a mass grave before it was built, and the popularity of the students being used to suppress the evil spirits; or people dying in floors or teaching buildings that no one goes to, and being haunted every night.
Our school was no exception. It was by chance that the few of them found this place. They had come here many times to sneak a smoke. They weren't particularly bold, but they were easily fooled. They all stood there huddled together and yelled.
Cheng Zhishu quickly chased after him: "I told you, give my things back to me..."
Before she could finish speaking, she stopped in her tracks, displaying the same ghost-seeing expression as the others who had run out in front of her, mostly one of disbelief.
Xi Congshuang gripped the control stick, looking up and down at the figure not far away.
Her face was a little dirty, her school uniform was dirty, and there were wet stains on her trouser legs, but she was in good spirits. She acted like she had a tantrum when she saw her.
Her gaze drifted down to what was being held in her hand, and a hint of curiosity and inquiry flickered in her eyes, for this was a different image of Cheng Zhishu than she had ever seen before.
He was neither obedient nor shy, nor even good-natured and submissive; his face showed obvious anger.
She was carrying a stick that looked like a mop handle, but the place hadn't been around for a long time. Although the water hadn't stopped, the cleaning tools had broken from being unused for so long, and after a few swings, only the stick remained.
Because its head was cut off.
The moment Cheng Zhishu saw Xi Congshuang, her mind went blank. It was as if she hadn't thought of anything, yet it was also as if a lot of thoughts flashed through her mind.
In the end, only two words came to mind: "Oh no."
For some reason, Cheng Zhishu had a gut feeling that Xi Congshuang probably liked the kind of people who were pure and innocent.
She's definitely not her type now.
Will Xi Congshuang dislike me for being like this?
"Found it, it's here!" came a shout from behind, attracting even more people.
Ironically, the other able-bodied people behind them weren't as fast as Xi Congshuang; she disappeared in the blink of an eye, and they had to rush to catch up.
After finally following her back, I found the place and sure enough, I saw several students standing in front of the corner building, in a spot not exposed to the setting sun.
The sun gradually set, and the world grew dark.
The setting sun cast a long shadow of Xi Congshuang, and Cheng Zhishu stood in the shadows, looking bewildered, with streaks of dust on her face.
Looking at Cheng Zhishu's face, which was as dirty as a tabby cat's, Xi Congshuang stretched out her hand: "What are you standing there for? Come here and let me take a look."
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