Su Yao covered his face, feigning accusation, "It was her! She hit me with a basketball!"
Yan Ning lowered her head, feigning a wronged expression, "Su Yao hit me with the basketball first, my head still hurts!"
"Besides, this basketball belongs to him, so how could it have ended up here with me for no reason?"
Su Yao pointed at Yan Ning and shouted, "What are you pretending to be pitiful for? You've slapped my face so hard it's swollen and my nose is bleeding, and you're still pretending!"
The teacher frowned, pondered for a moment, then looked at Yan Ning and asked:
Are you a new student?
Yan Ning smiled slightly and replied, "Yes, teacher, I just started school today."
The teacher's gaze swept over the two of them, her tone tinged with helplessness.
He sighed and said, "The new students have just arrived, so please be understanding and tolerant. Don't keep arguing with each other. I won't tell the homeroom teacher about this, but please don't do this again."
"Thank you, teacher," Yan Ning said softly, a hint of gratitude flashing in her eyes.
"Tch, what's going on?!"
Su Yao covered his face and sat down in his seat, feeling indignant.
"Alright, let's begin class now. Everyone, turn to page 72 of your books."
The teacher ignored them and began the lesson.
Yan Ning immediately listened attentively, taking notes as she listened, her eyes focused intently.
She had been studying at the Taoist temple, and now that she was in class, she certainly couldn't miss this learning opportunity.
The teacher looked at Yan Ning, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, and said:
"Everyone should learn more from Su Yanning, take more notes, and listen attentively in class."
The students next to them rolled their eyes and muttered under their breath:
"What are you trying to prove? You're just showing off!"
"Everyone else is ignoring the lesson, but you're the only one who is, haha!"
"Didn't you never go to school? Who are you trying to impress with this act!"
Yan Ning acted as if she hadn't heard anything, focusing solely on her studies.
"bite--"
The classroom immediately became lively as soon as the bell rang.
Let's go to the restroom together!
"Okay, okay."
The girls went to the restroom together, chattering away the whole way.
When they returned, their faces showed a hint of fear, and they whispered among themselves:
Did you hear that sound just now?
"I heard that girl crying again, and I'm too scared to go alone."
A girl spoke in a low voice, her face showing fear and her eyes filled with panic.
"Yes, let's go together next class, don't go alone."
Another girl chimed in, her eyes also showing concern.
Yan Ning listened quietly, then raised an eyebrow. Something was going on in the girls' restroom?
A thought struck her, and she decided to go and check it out.
Physical education class started soon, and the playground was filled with laughter and joy.
The students were all free to do whatever they wanted; some were playing basketball, some were chatting, and some were sunbathing.
Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Yan Ning went to the women's restroom alone.
The door to the women's restroom was ajar. Yan Ning gently pushed it open, and a faint scent of lavender wafted out.
She looked around to make sure no one was there before going inside.
The toilets at this prestigious school are also very spacious.
The walls were painted a light beige, paired with exquisite white tiles, making the room look clean and tidy.
Yan Ning stood at the door, her brows slightly furrowed, listening intently.
"Waaaaah—"
A faint sobbing sound came from inside, tinged with suppressed emotion, as if someone was trying their best to control their feelings.
The sound of crying echoed in the empty toilet, sending chills down one's spine.
Yan Ning went inside. She gently pushed open the first door, and found the room empty.
She continued to push open the second door, the third door...
Every time you push open a door, it's empty inside.
But the crying grew clearer and more mournful, as if it were right next to my ear.
Only the last room had its door tightly shut, and the crying seemed to be coming from inside.
Yan Ning pondered for a moment, stood in front of the door, hesitated slightly, and then quickly pushed open the last door.
"Squeak—" The wooden door made a jarring sound.
Yan Ning held her breath and went inside.
Inside, a female ghost in a school uniform was hiding and crying.
Her hair was disheveled, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were filled with deep sorrow.
She sat on the toilet, her body trembling slightly.
The female ghost seemed not to notice her arrival and continued to cry.
Tears dripped onto the ground, making a "drip-drip" sound that was somewhat eerie.
Yan Ning paused, then said softly, "Who are you? Why are you crying here?"
The female ghost's body trembled slightly, and she raised her head, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes:
"Can you...see me?"
Yan Ning smiled slightly and said softly, "I did nothing wrong, I can see you."
"I'm a new student, my name is Yan Ning. Can you tell me what happened to you?"
The female ghost shook her head, her voice tinged with weariness and helplessness:
"Telling you won't help. You can leave. I just want to cry by myself for a while and don't want anyone to bother me."
Yan Ning showed no sign of leaving; her eyes held a hint of sympathy as she insisted:
“Tell me, I can help you solve it. I lived in a Taoist temple for more than ten years and learned a lot there.”
She paused for a moment, then said, "Tell me your name first."
The female ghost raised her head. Her face was still very young, and she looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. Her eyes were full of tears, as if she might cry again at any moment.
She said softly, "My name is Xiaoman."
Yan Ning nodded, her tone becoming even gentler, "Okay, Xiaoman, what happened to you? How did you die?"
She tried to make her voice sound as natural as if she were just chatting with a regular friend.
Xiaoman remained silent for a while, a hint of pain flashing in her eyes.
She spoke slowly, her voice choked with emotion: "I committed suicide... I was dating a senior in college. It was my first love, and I was head over heels in love with him. I wanted to see him every day."
“That day I went to his grade to look for him, and suddenly I saw him walking out arm in arm with a girl. They looked very intimate.”
“I rushed up to him and confronted him, but he said that we had never been in a relationship and that I was overthinking it.”
"In a fit of anger, I threatened to jump off a building and told him to come to me, but he just wouldn't come."
"I got angrier and angrier, so I jumped off the building and got trapped inside the teaching building..."
Yan Ning sighed, a hint of regret in her eyes, and said softly:
"Oh, I see. What a pity. You were too impulsive back then. You shouldn't have given your life for a scumbag."
Xiaoman nodded, tears welling up again. "I really regret it. Why was I so impulsive? If I could do it all over again, I definitely wouldn't do it this way."
Xiaoman looked up at her, her eyes brimming with tears and a hint of expectation in them:
"Can you help me? I want to leave this building to see my parents, please!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
