《life after surviving a disaster》Cemetery
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Wen Zhu and I are in the same group.
"There is still one person missing," said Wen Zhu.
"Just find one." I said casually. Just then, a timid voice sounded, "can I join you?"I was stunned for a moment. I looked up and saw that it was Xue Ru of our class.
She was one of the school flowers of our class. She was lively and cheerful. She was very popular among both boys and girls.
"Why did you join us?" I stammered. A playful look appeared on Xue Ru's delicate face, and his voice was cunning: "of course, it's because you just said that. I think you're very smart. Maybe we can find something by cooperating.""All right." I nodded. So the three of us formed an investigation team.
Now the whole afternoon has been closed. There is plenty of time for us to investigate.Xue Ru has a beautiful face and a lively and lovely personality. Let me keep my eyes on her. The three of us walked in the school.
There was no silence in the whole school because of the deaths of two people. The other classes are all active on the playground."Why don't other classes look like ours?" Xue Ru asked us."Who knows, but I envy them." Looking at the students playing basketball on the playground, I had no choice but to say. Compared with them, we simply live in hell. No one knows who the next vote will fall on.
"Why is our class cursed? I thought the first vote was a joke." Xue Ru said."I don't know, but let's look around the school. Maybe we can find something." I said so, and then a few of us wandered around the school."Aunt, do you know what happened to the whole school before?" Xue Ru asked in the canteen.
The people she asked were the old people who had worked in the school canteen for more than ten years. They should know what happened in the past."No, nothing happened at school." A female chef replied."Have you ever died in school before?" Xue Ru asked."I don't know. Little girl, it's not time for dinner. If you're OK, go out." The middle-aged cook's face changed obviously, and then she drove ye Xue Ru out.Xue Ru reluctantly walks out of the canteen and just sees us waiting.
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"Have you got any information?" I asked hastily.Xue Ru shook her head and said helplessly; "I didn't ask anything, but I have a feeling that they must know something, but they just deliberately didn't tell me.""Are you so sure?" I asked with amusement.
"Of course, I've watched 500 episodes of Conan and mastered more than 300 methods of killing people in secret rooms." Xue Ru shook her head proudly, showing her naughtiness inadvertently. Let my heart move. But she's a school girl. She doesn't care about a loser like me. Thinking of this, I shook my head and deliberately kept a distance from her.In addition to our group, other groups have also launched investigations. We have plenty of time in an afternoon. The whole school is very large, with many teaching buildings and many abandoned warehouses.After walking around the playground, we asked many people, but the basic answer was one, that is, I don't know.
"I don't know what to do. What can I do?" Xue Ru said anxiously."Look again. They must know something." I said."Who should we ask?" Wen Zhu asked."Ask the old man who burns the boiler. He has been in this school the longest." I pondered for a moment and said.
Then I took Xue Ru and Wen Zhu with me. Came to the place where the boiler was burning.The old man who burns the boiler is the oldest person in the whole school. The skin is rough, the face is like black charcoal, and it looks like an honest man. He has been in this school for more than twenty years. He is alone and has no wife.
I have long regarded the school as my home. I live in a small house next to the boiler room every day.He was watching TV when we came to his place. For our arrival. He was slightly surprised."Old man, we came to see you." Xue Ru walked over.
She was lively. Even people she didn't know would soon become her friends. This is also the reason why she is popular in our class."What can I do for you?" Old man looked at her and smiled."We have something to ask you," Xue Ru said bluntly."Say what you want." old man did not think about the cableway."We want to know if there have been any strange things happened in the whole school, such as dead people." Xue Ru asked."Well, yes." The old man head pondered for a while and said.
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"That's great. What is it?" Xue Ru said in surprise."That was three years ago. Three years ago, in the girls' dormitory, a girl suddenly jumped out of a building and committed suicide. Then the whole dormitory often heard women's voices at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night." Old man said."When you say so,
I remember. There is such a thing. It is said that the girl couldn't think of suicide." Xue Ru said suddenly."Yes, that's it. Later, the dormitory building was no longer used, and it was there." old man pointed out that there were many abandoned buildings in the whole school, one of which was once a girls' dormitory. Now it has become the sports equipment warehouse of the school.I listened carefully, but my eyes were on his room.
The cabin was very small. There was nothing except a TV and a bed, and some things hung on the wall. The bed was very messy, and in a corner, I accidentally found a black lace underwear. There are white marks on it.I shook my head and looked back. Old man was still talking. It is said that the girl who committed suicide is excellent, both in performance and appearance. At this point, old Chen also sighed: "what a baby, suddenly committed suicide."
"So it is." Xue Ru nodded, as if she had made a big discovery. Her eyes kept flashing."Well, we should go. We'll see you when we're free." Xue Ru said. After a while, Xue Ru followed us out. Before I left, I glanced at old man, then turned around and left.On the way back to the class, Xue Ru asked me, "do you think the girl's suicide has anything to do with the curse of our class?""Probably not." I shook my head and said, "even if the girl turned into a fierce ghost to revenge after her death, it should have nothing to do with us.
The girl committed suicide three years ago, and we were in junior high school three years ago.""Well, that's useless." Xue Ru hangs her head and loses her airway."At least I know one thing. The school is certainly not as peaceful as they say. Something must have happened. They have to hide it." I calmly analyzed."You're right. I won't give up." When Xue Ru finished, the decadence on her face was swept away.
She waved her fist confidently. I was stunned when I stood up.Looking at me, Xue Ru found something wrong. He gave me a look of shame and anger. Then go ahead. She was skipping in the front. Her long black hair was dancing in the wind. Looking at her young and beautiful body, my eyes were obsessed.
Wen Zhu said, "Bai Zhi, do you like her?"
I was stunned for a while, then shook my head with a wry smile and said to myself, "I don't have the qualification to like."After returning to the classroom, a succession of students began to come back.
They each brought some news. Some of these messages are only hearsay, others are hearsay.Soon the class began to fill up. It was a matter of life and death for the whole class. Even the most joking people have kept a serious face at the moment.
"Let's tell everyone what we have heard," Fu Ling said, standing on the platform.
"I heard that three years ago, a girl committed suicide in her dormitory building." Xue Ru first reached out and shouted.
Then others responded."I also heard the news. At the same time, I also knew that the girl who committed suicide was a student of the last class, and she was also in class 5." Another girl said.
"This is nothing, Let me tell you the most popular news." Dong Kui, who likes to show off most, suddenly stood up. Then he said triumphantly, "I just called my cousin and asked him to send someone to check the address of the school. Guess what I found? The school used to be a cemetery!"
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