"You're just like the person in my memory. I've been searching so hard for you!"
Chen Ge remembered it clearly. It was a stormy night, a little after two in the morning according to his phone. He had been racing down the corridor of an abandoned school.
As he passed the Last Classroom, he saw the Old Principal for the first time.
The short, stout, kindly old man stood on the podium. His gaze met Chen Ge's. That brief glance, lasting only a fraction of a second, had planted the seed. Now their meeting at the Spirit Channeling School was the fruit.
The Old Principal probably hadn't expected that his casual glance back then would become an "encounter" that changed his fate.
A chill crawled over him, raising the hair on his scalp. The figure standing before Ying Hong's desk slowly turned around. When he saw Chen Ge carrying two large backpacks, his expression grew rather uneasy.
"You're..."
"Chen Ge."
Chen Ge strode toward the old man. "We met once at Muyang Middle School. If you can't remember, I can show you the footage. I happened to be livestreaming that day."
"I remember you, but I have other things to take care of right now. Once I'm done, we can catch up." The Old Principal seemed to know Chen Ge's secret. He understood all too well that he was different from those students who were left with nothing but obsessions. If he got involved with Chen Ge, he'd be in for endless trouble. So he acted decisively, grabbed Ying Hong by the arm, and prepared to leave.
"I wonder what could be more important than the children at Muyang Middle School?" Chen Ge took out the Comic Album. "Principal, everyone misses you. While you've been gone, the smiles have faded