Roommates

Inside a girls' dormitory building at a well-known university in the city.

Miao Xiaoshan didn't want to call Yang Jian. It wasn't that she didn't want to contact Yang Jian; after all, they had known each other since junior high school in Dachang City and had a very good relationship. She just didn't want to cause Yang Jian any trouble. She knew that Yang Jian was no longer the classmate who used to pester her to copy homework and ask her questions in school.

Yang Jian has more important things to do now.

However, her roommate's mysterious disappearance, coupled with a nagging suspicion in her heart, finally made Miao Xiaoshan muster up the courage to dial the number.

Yang Jian had promised to call him if anything happened to him.

"So, what did your high school classmate Yang Jian say?" A girl on the top bunk in the dormitory asked curiously. "I don't think it's necessary to make this call. He's just here to work, what does he know? I think we should report it to the police tomorrow. Besides, it's too late to make a call now, he definitely won't come."

"Yeah, let's go to sleep first. Maybe things aren't as serious as you think. Maybe Zhang Xia went out on a date and will definitely be back tomorrow. Being so suspicious all the time is a problem, and I can cure it," another roommate Sun Yujia said with a smile.

"Maybe Xiao Shan is missing that old high school classmate and is deliberately using this opportunity to call her. She definitely wouldn't dare to call her normally."

"Hehe, that makes sense." The girls joked with each other, not believing that one of their roommates was really missing.

The school is so safe, with regular patrols, how could anyone mysteriously disappear?

"Can't you guys stop talking nonsense? Let Miao Xiaoshan finish her call first," another girl Liu Zi said impatiently. She was a local and had a bit of a bossy vibe in the dorm, so her words carried weight.

Sure enough, the other girls who had been joking immediately shut up.

Liu Zi wasn't in a good mood today, and was even a little uneasy, because she had learned from her boyfriend that Miao Xiaoshan, Yang Jian's high school classmate, was actually Yang Jian.

It's very special.

It's so extreme that even her rich boyfriend isn't qualified to associate with these kinds of people.

So ever since that day, she has been much more polite to Miao Xiaoshan.

Telephone conversations are not long.

The call ended quickly. Miao Xiaoshan put the phone down from her ear, but her face turned slightly pale after the call ended, and her eyes showed fear. Almost subconsciously, her gaze fell on her roommate Zhang Xia's bed.

The bed was very tidy, with no unnecessary clutter, but against the wall was an old oil painting that had a touch of history.

Yang Jian said that there was something wrong with that oil painting.

"Miao Xiaoshan, what's wrong? You look terrible." Liu Zi asked.

Miao Xiaoshan shuddered, snapping back to reality. With a hint of panic, she said, "Quick, let's go! Leave the dormitory! Get out of here!"

As she spoke, she quickly got up and hurriedly dressed, as if she were trying to escape for her life.

"What's wrong with you all of a sudden? It's so late at night and it's cold outside, where are you going?"

Miao Xiaoshan's roommate was puzzled by her unusual behavior.

"I'm fine with going anywhere, I just can't stay here. Stop staring at me, hurry up and get dressed and come with me."

Miao Xiaoshan became even more anxious when she saw that her roommates were not making any moves. She tried to pull them up from the bed, but they didn't seem to appreciate it and instead broke free.

"Miao Xiaoshan, calm down. What's wrong with you? Did something happen to you?" Sun Yujia, the roommate, comforted her.

Liu Zi quickly came over and asked, "Did your high school classmate Yang Jian say something to you on the phone? Tell us so we can give you some advice, don't worry."

"Yang Jian said there's something wrong with that oil painting, and Zhang Xia's disappearance is very likely related to paranormal events. Don't delay any longer, take my advice and leave here first. I'll explain to you later."

Although Miao Xiaoshan was prepared to leave the dormitory, she couldn't bear to leave her roommates behind.

However, her roommate didn't believe her and had no intention of leaving the dorm.

It's not really the roommates' fault. It's freezing cold, and it's nighttime. Who would want to go out just because of someone else's unfounded remark?

And you're not allowed to go out at this time either.

"A paranormal event? You mean our dorm is haunted?" Liu Zi asked, somewhat incredulously, after realizing what was happening.

"I don't know. All I know is that Yang Jian said there was something wrong with the painting and told us to leave."

Miao Xiaoshan stamped her feet anxiously. "Why are you still lying in bed? Hurry up and leave!"

The roommate immediately laughed, "Miao Xiaoshan, you must have been fooled by your high school classmate. Supernatural events, huh? I've never seen a ghost in my life. What era are we living in? You still believe in this stuff? I think you're just too naive. You believe whatever people tell you. If ghosts really exist, I'd like to see what they look like."

"Yes, Miao Xiaoshan, Yang Jian definitely scared you on purpose. That Yang Jian is so mean. He knows you're timid and afraid of ghost stories, yet he still said something like that. Don't be so easily startled, just go to sleep. I promise nothing will happen today," Sun Yujia said confidently.

But the more Miao Xiaoshan heard them say that, the more anxious and uneasy she became.

They had no idea what they had gone through with Yang Jian and other classmates when they were at Dachang City. 7 Middle School.

Of the nearly fifty students in the class, only seven survived and left the school in less than one night.

That day's experience was a nightmare for the rest of her life.

Seeing Miao Xiaoshan's emotional state, Liu Zi's heart began to waver.

The dormitory is haunted, and supernatural events are occurring. This sounds like a fantasy, and even a little funny.

But even if it were true, what if it were?

After all, Miao Xiaoshan's high school classmate was someone even her boyfriend was extremely wary of; there might actually be some inside information leaked out.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Zi said, "Let's listen to Miao Xiaoshan and leave the dormitory first. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Seriously, Liu Zi? You actually believe what Miao Xiaoshan said? Go ahead and do it, I'm not going to go crazy with you guys. I'm going to sleep, I have class tomorrow." After saying that, the roommate lay back, wrapped herself in the blanket, and ignored the others.

"What's wrong with you all? You've confused me. Ugh, I don't care anymore. What supernatural events? Ghosts? I don't believe in any of this. Miao Xiaoshan, don't pull me away. I'm really sleepy. I'm going to sleep now. You can talk to Liu Zi about what you have to say. She believes you anyway."

The roommate Sun Yujia, helplessly retreated back into bed.

Miao Xiaoshan was anxious and at a loss. Her roommates didn't believe her at all, and it would be too difficult to drag them out of bed so late at night.

But if we don't leave now, and something unexpected happens, none of us will be able to leave.

She witnessed a ghost appear in front of her when she was in No. 7 Middle School; if she had been a step later, everyone would have died at the school.

Therefore, time is very precious.

Should I walk alone?

Such a thought popped into Miao Xiaoshan, but she really couldn't bear to see her roommates get into an accident.

Seeing that none of them seemed inclined to leave the dormitory, Liu Zi began to hesitate.

After all, it would be incredibly embarrassing for someone to stay up all night and go out because of a ghost story; it would make them look like an idiot.

However, at this very moment...

Sizzle!

The lights in the dormitory room suddenly flickered erratically.

Immediately, everyone looked at the lights on the roof.

"Could it really be haunted?" Liu Zi wondered to herself.

But the next moment, a loud bang was heard, and the dormitory door was kicked open with tremendous force.

Everyone was startled by the commotion.

Looking quickly, I saw a stranger standing at the dormitory door.

He was a young man around twenty years old. He had a decent appearance and an overly fair complexion, like a pretty boy. However, he exuded an unusually cold aura, especially his eyes, which were so sharp that anyone who looked into them felt like they had thorns in their back.

"Didn't I tell you to leave the dorm over the phone? Why are you still here?" The person frowned slightly and spoke directly, their tone revealing dissatisfaction and accusation.

This person is very difficult to get along with.

Upon first meeting, this was the thought that popped into the minds of all the girls, including Liu Zi.

My second thought was, could this person be Yang Jian, the high school classmate Miao Xiaoshan mentioned?

"Yang Jian, I..." Miao Xiaoshan seemed to have done something wrong and wanted to explain, but didn't know how to say it.

Looking at Miao Xiaoshan, who was already prepared to leave, and her other roommates lying on the bed, Yang Jian roughly guessed what had happened.

"If some people don't want to leave, let them stay here. You should still remember how Qian Wanhao died, right?"

He walked in as he spoke.

He had already noticed the old oil painting on the bed next to him, but he didn't turn his head to look at it.

The Ghost Eye has already reacted; the Ghost Domain can only extend outside the dormitory room, which is enough to prove that this oil painting is the same as the one encountered in that neighborhood before.

It's a curse from a ghost drawing.

"Hey, girls' dorm, boys, stop! Can't you see we're all sleeping? If you're looking for Miao Xiaoshan, you'll have to wait outside," a female roommate scolded, looking up at her.

Yang Jian merely glanced at it briefly. "Do you want to die, woman?"

The female roommate immediately fell silent. She had never seen anyone look at her with such eyes—indifferent, cold-blooded, and devoid of any emotion, as if she were being looked at as a corpse, as if she would suffer very serious consequences if she dared to say another word.

"Yang Jian, don't do this." Miao Xiaoshan nervously grabbed his hand.

But she couldn't feel any warmth from Yang Jian's hands, even though she still didn't let go.

Yang Jian's current state was not his choice, but rather something he had no choice about while he was in No. 7 Middle School.

"One instance of being a 'bad teammate' is enough. Some people want to die, and you can't be with them."

Yang Jian grabbed her hand directly. "Close your eyes, don't look at things you shouldn't see, and leave with me."

Miao Xiaoshan didn't resist at all, and immediately closed her eyes.

Yang Jian led her out of the dormitory building.

"But, my roommate," Miao Xiaoshan whispered a reminder.

"They're not my roommates, I don't need to care about them. If it doesn't work out, I can just find other roommates. Anyway, you won't be spending much time with them." Yang Jian's tone remained indifferent.

Miao Xiaoshan didn't know how to answer, so she remained silent.

Everyone else was stunned by what they saw.

"No way, Miao Xiaoshan was just carried out by that Yang Jian like that? Was he really that forceful? He kicked down the door and took her away like that. Am I watching an idol drama?" Sun Yujia, the roommate, exclaimed in surprise.

"That's not the point, is it?" Liu Zi's unease was quickly amplified.

She realized that less than five minutes had passed since Miao Xiaoshan's call, and within those few minutes, Yang Jian had appeared outside the dormitory.

It's important to know that Yang Jian isn't a student at this school. Even if he lived nearby, it would be absolutely impossible for him to arrive at the dormitory door so accurately in such a short time.

That's completely unscientific.

"I... I'm going out too." Liu Zi panicked a little. She put on her shoes, grabbed a coat, and hurriedly went out.

But once she got outside, she was dumbfounded.

The empty corridor was silent and deserted.

Where is Yang Jian, who carried Miao Xiaoshan out earlier?

Thinking back to what Miao Xiaoshan had said about the haunted dormitory, Liu Zi now felt that it was very likely true.

Her fear was amplified to an extreme, and she couldn't care about anything else, running outside like a madwoman.