"Student Council? Gao Yun? What does he want with me?"
Gao Ming had a vivid impression of Class Thirteen's Fifty-First Student. He had originally been the sole survivor of the bus accident, but the other students in Class Thirteen had tricked him into returning to the tunnel.
The students of Class Thirteen, who should have become ghosts, had all survived. Gao Yun, who should have lived on, had died in their place.
Only one side should have been able to leave the tunnel, but a loophole in Fate had allowed them all to appear in Hanhai.
"The president wants to give you something." Upon seeing Gao Ming, the Student Council member walked straight toward him. His expression was somewhat vacant, and his tone was strange, as though he were a puppet with no mind of his own.
He reached into his pocket and fumbled around for a while before pulling out two old mobile phones. One was stained with blood, as though it had just been taken from a murder scene; the other was entirely black and an even older model.
"The president wants to ask you a question. Please think carefully before answering, and don't deceive him again." Holding a phone in each hand, the Student Council member stood before Gao Ming. "If you had to stay in the tunnel this time so he could get out, would you be willing?"
Sitting in the main seat on the sofa, Gao Ming did not answer immediately. Only the students of Class Thirteen could understand how difficult that question was to answer.
After a long silence, Gao Ming nodded. "What do you need me to do?"
Once he received Gao Ming's reply, the Student Council member acted like a robot that had completed its assignment. He placed the bloodstained phone in