But the school uniform girl never appeared. Beyond the doorway lay a desolate playground. The deserted school was as silent as a grave.
After standing there for half an hour, I still hadn't seen her appear.
Just as I turned to leave, my pupils narrowed slightly and my body instantly stiffened. At that moment, I heard footsteps behind me.
The footsteps were light and strange. Only someone walking without letting their heels touch the ground could make such footsteps.
I turned around and saw the school uniform girl.
Her head was tilted to one side. Dressed in a school uniform, she stared at me with a deathly pale face, her pupils completely black. She was also holding a dagger.
I shuddered and looked at her.
Although I knew she couldn't leave the school's grounds, I still felt a fear unlike anything I had ever experienced.
She was simply too terrifying. Humans were incomparably fragile before her.
Trembling, I spoke. "Han Qianqian, I know your death was unjust, but it has nothing to do with me. Could you let me go?"
The school uniform girl looked at me. Her pale face was covered by an eerie smile. She didn't speak, merely staring at me woodenly and making my entire body turn cold with fear.
"What exactly do you want? As long as you're willing to let me go, I'll do anything for you." I looked at her and pleaded.
After narrowly escaping death three times in a row, my fear of her had reached an indescribable level.
I didn't know if I could still escape from her. After all, just because I had escaped three times didn't mean I could escape a fourth or fifth time.
As long as that wound remained on my body, she would keep hunting me until I died.
The school uniform girl remained completely motionless, as if she didn't know how to speak. Then her head, which had already twisted ninety degrees, was suddenly pressed into place by both her hands.
A bone-chilling crack rang out. Her head returned to normal, and she looked at me without speaking, silently watching me.
Her gaze was terrifying beyond words. It was filled with resentment and ferocity, as if she wanted to kill everything in sight.
I trembled all over. Before this female demon, I felt like nothing more than a child.
Unable to endure her gaze any longer, I turned and fled in panic.
The school uniform girl silently watched me until I left.
At that moment, no one noticed that a line of writing had appeared on the wall beside her, though no one knew when it had been carved there.
I ran out of the Abandoned School in a sorry state, my face full of dejection. Han Qianqian was completely impossible to communicate with. No matter what I said, she couldn't respond. If I couldn't make her spare me, what was I supposed to do?
I thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what to do. In the end, I simply went back to find Old Chen Tou and drink with him.
Every time I escaped from the school uniform girl, a large sum of money was added to my WeChat account. By now, I had more than enough money to squander.
After drinking with Old Chen Tou, he said drunkenly, "Besides you, someone else recently asked me about what happened five years ago. I didn't tell him."
I froze for a moment, then nodded calmly.
It seemed that someone else had taken action besides me. There had to be others besides me who had entered the Abandoned School.
After we finished drinking, Old Chen Tou suddenly said, "The girl who committed suicide was named Han Qianqian."
"I know that." I turned my head toward him.
"I can't tell you too much. I have my own difficulties." Old Chen Tou hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself.
"I know. I'll find a way." After saying that, I turned and left.
Although Old Chen Tou was unwilling to tell me, the things he had vaguely revealed indicated that something had definitely happened five years ago.
I returned to the classroom and sat in my seat, racking my brain for a breakthrough.
Just then, it suddenly occurred to me: if I could find Han Qianqian's home, perhaps I could learn everything about what had happened.
But five years had already passed. Who knew where Han Qianqian's home was?
I shook my head in frustration and asked Wu Yong, "Have you heard any rumors about that girl who committed suicide?"
Wu Yong was usually very interested in all things supernatural. Hearing my question, he said excitedly, "There are plenty. I heard that girl was incredibly beautiful—the school beauty of the entire school. Countless people pursued her, but somehow, she ended up pregnant by someone."
"Do you know who the boy that betrayed her was?" I asked hurriedly.
"I don't know that. But I heard he was the son of a school leader." Wu Yong shrugged.
I gave an almost imperceptible nod, feeling somewhat disappointed.
After class, I wandered around the playground, preparing to take a look at the gatehouse.
Besides Old Chen Tou, there was another person at the school who might know something. That person was Grandpa Qin, who worked at the gatehouse.
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However, when I arrived at the gatehouse, I found that it had already been taken over by a middle-aged man. He told me that Grandpa Qin had retired. I tried to ask for his address after retirement, but the middle-aged man drove me out.
As I was heading back, I happened to hear two teachers whispering to each other.
"Grandpa Qin is really unlucky this time. He was fired for no reason."
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"I heard the school plans to dismiss a lot of people soon. I have no idea what's going on."
"No wonder. This is going to be troublesome."
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