From the silhouette of the figure, it can be vaguely seen that it is a woman.

Yu Jin put on the bathrobe, opened the curtain and walked out. The figure had long since disappeared, and the furnishings in the bathroom had not changed, but the bathroom mirror had red words written on it.

Afraid of missing Ding He's call, he hurriedly glanced at the number and connected, lowered his voice "Hello", and opened the bathroom door a small crack.

The light in the corridor was dim and dim, and I could barely see the blue shoes and snow-white calf of the person waiting outside. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he rustled towards him.

Ding He's voice was a little anxious: "Are you okay over there?"

Yu Jin closed the bathroom door, leaned his back against the wall, looked at the words on the mirror, and his voice returned to normal volume: "I'm fine. You suddenly called, yes What happened again?"

Ding He said solemnly: "Have you encountered any strange people or things recently, no matter how inconspicuous."

Yu Jin hesitated for a while: "Do you know something?" He has always been able to see strange things. Good people have become monsters wearing masks. He has long been accustomed to it, and he doesn't know if it can be considered strange.

Apart from these, the strangest thing he's encountered recently should be the tricky toy on his birthday and the figure who just sneaked in.

But Ding He two years ago should not have known this.

Ding He said: "Find a safe place to stay within four hours. Someone told me that you might be in danger."

Yu Jin put his finger on the mirror, wiped off the red paint lightly, and sniffed: "I will promise myself Safe. But are you calling just to say this?" The

red paint was not blood, and had a sweet smell, which surprised him a little.

He washed the paint off his fingers: "I have a reminder here again, but there is no place for me to solve the puzzle."

Ding He smiled helplessly: "I am the one who got you involved. I do... Sleepy."

What he said was a little embarrassing, after all, it's not a glorious thing to be kept in the school toilet all the time. In particular, he was also at an age with strong self-esteem.

Yu Jin frowned: "They're here again? Speaking of what happened that day, my sister suddenly knocked on the door looking for me, I can't ignore it, if I come back again, your phone will hang up, and you can't be reached if you call back. I didn't mean to walk away."

"Uncle the doorman hadn't slept yet, I asked him to open the door and went out, but I was scolded. I didn't think anything was wrong, and there was no sound from you, so I hung up first. I didn't call you again for fear of disturbing you." Ding He's voice was gentle and pleasant, without a trace of reproach, even with a smile.

Yu Jin wanted to ask if it was to reassure himself that he said these nice words. But he thought that even if he asked Ding He, he wouldn't tell the truth, so he could only give up.

"I'm sorry," Yu Jin was brooding about his failure to keep his promise, "I clearly said I would spend the night with you."

"You have no obligation to help me." Ding He said with a smile, "Anyway, There was no accident that night, don't blame yourself." The

more he listened to him laugh, the more uncomfortable Yu Jin felt.

He knew how terrifying and lonely Ding He would be when he was trapped on a dark campus by himself. At that time, what he needed most was the company of another person. But he not only failed to accompany him through the difficulties, but also broke his word.

When I thought I had hope, it suddenly failed, and that kind of loss was the most serious.

"Are you still trapped in the school bathroom? Is there anything like a bomb around you?"

Ding He's voice was more relaxed than his: "Yeah, but there is no bomb this time. In fact, the last one wasn't a bomb, either. It didn't take long for you to walk away, and it blew up on its own, it was just a small firework."

After all, the bombing of the school only exists in children's rhymes, and the group of bad students would not dare to fight against the whole school no matter how hard they tried to die.

Yu Jin breathed a sigh of relief, which at least showed that they now have enough time to help Ding He find a way to escape.

Ding He wondered again: "But the compartment door is still locked. There is a four-digit combination lock on it."

"Or four-digit numbers?"

"No, this time it's four-digit letters."

Four-digit passwords are better than numbers . It's hard to try, and the small and dense letters make people dizzy. Ding He turned the combination lock, and when he put it down, it collided with the door and made a clear sound: "The lock is brand new, and the clues left behind have not been used."

He continued: "I still have no clues on me, except for mine. Schoolbag, clothes, and a pile of tarot cards, the top one is 'Death'."

He gently gathered the tarot cards together and collected: "The tarot cards should also be new, I didn't see any obvious folds. The tarot cards are placed irregularly. It looks like the whole stack is taken out of the box and smoothed on the ground. The other tarot cards are all face up, only this one is face up."

So this Zhang "Death" is specially turned over. If it is a card that is poured out at random, there should not be only one card with a different orientation.

He turned the tarot card over and looked at it: "There is a star 4 on the back of this card. But I can't see anything special about these two cards, maybe it's just intimidating me."

He He put the tarot cards into a stack, put them aside, looked at the wall, took a deep breath involuntarily, and said hesitantly: "And there are a few lines written on the wall."

He slowly read along . Come down: "

Are the fireworks good-looking? I didn't expect you to escape last time. I won't give you this chance again this time." Monster, right? Don't be honest, after 4 hours, he will completely become a monster. The numbers '4' and 'monster' are written in red pen." The

string of numbers is Yu Jin's mobile phone number.

He said softly, "They know we're in contact. I'm sorry, I'm dragging you down."

So the first sentence he made on the phone was to remind Yu Jin to be careful.

But Yu Jin didn't feel that the group of bad students dared to provoke him. Ordinary bad students certainly can't do this, and there is probably a supernatural power behind it. But whether it is the background in reality or the ability to fight in the horror world, he feels that he will not lose.

After all, he was someone who used to fight with vampires, and this kind of ghost in a low-magic world seemed vulnerable.

"It's okay, they can't hurt me." Yu Jin casually used his supernatural power to dry the water droplets from his hair, and a slightly mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Ding He was startled: "You..."

He seemed to be unable to find the exact word to describe Yu Jin, he hesitated for a few seconds, and only spit out one sentence: "I know you are very powerful. However, if they can discover our relationship, it shouldn't be Ordinary people."

He no longer felt that it was simple school violence, but he still intuitively had something to do with that group of people. "Some of the seniors in the senior year have a background in their family. I don't know if he found some strange people to do this.

"

But Yu Jin was really not afraid of people with background, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Who? What background?"

Ding He laughed: "You don't really want to find him, do you? I'm just guessing. What if you blame someone by mistake. And it's been two years on your side, and two years later, who knows what it will be like."

He said it lightly, as if he was habitually avoiding conflicts. Yu Jin didn't know whether to call him kind or weak.

Anyway, he was a little pissed.

"I don't think it's a trivial matter," his eyebrows tightened and his tone became a little tough, "Even if it's been two years, it doesn't mean that the past can be written off."

He then whispered: "I They'll probably go a little harder knowing I'll get my revenge. But now that you're supposed to graduate, they can't find you either."

Ding He sighed: "I'm not afraid that they will intensify. I think that this matter has nothing to do with you, and I forced you into it. If you will be hurt in any way, I...have a conscience."

" So you shouldn't be prepared to not unlock the combination lock, just stay here. Even if you listen to them, it doesn't mean you can go out safely in four hours, and it doesn't mean they will let me go."

Ding He was silent, it was the default. Of course he knew that the other party would not be so kind, but he didn't want Yu Jin to have a deeper relationship with this matter. He himself will find a way to escape, and if he really fails, he will not complain.

The education he received since he was a child is that he would rather suffer losses than trouble others, and the expectations of others are the direction of his efforts. Over time, in order to avoid bad reviews from others, he chose to reject the kindness of others.

"It didn't matter before, but now it matters." Yu Jin kissed the ring on his middle finger, "You don't need to feel like dragging me down, as I said, I will definitely help you escape. This is not your moral kidnapping. , but of my own will."

"Can you trust me a little? I'm not like everyone else who makes promises and doesn't keep them. Every word I say is not on a whim. You don't have to either. Being so restrained in front of me, you can take off your disguise in front of me at any time if you want, even if you have any complaints or bad emotions, you don't have to hide them. I won't blame you for your temporary negative emotions, nor Never put the blame on you."

You don't need to be perfect in front of me, I can accept all of you, including the less decent parts.

Ding He was silent for a long time before he said, "I will."

He tried his best to maintain his composure, but the trembling ending still revealed his emotions.

Yu Jin put his hand on the mirror again: "Then we can start discussing the solution to the combination lock?"

He wiped off the mist on the mirror and felt the cool and moist touch of his fingertips: "On the mirror on my side, several lines of red words appeared, line by line: Death wanted to separate us, but became single-minded. The real beginning. It's not love that is immortal, it's fantasy that never ends. Come to me in endless reincarnation? In the lower right corner of the mirror, there is also a flower drawn... It's a little sketchy, I'm not sure What kind of flower."

He couldn't help frowning when he saw it. This sentence is really too abstract, and I don't know how to extract information about the letters from it. In terms of content alone, this should be considered a love poem. Probably he and Ding He, who are reincarnated in the horror world, can best understand this feeling.

But this poem is full of irony. It is not until one party dies that the other begins to cherish it. And what the other party misses is not only the real love between the two, but even the other party in fantasy. This makes everything betray hypocrisy.

And the last sentence seems to have the meaning of the dead party dragging the other party to death.

Yu Jin sensitively felt that the poem meant something else, but what he said in his skill was "even death can't separate us".

He also has the confidence to do much better than the protagonist of the poem.

Besides, poetry has nothing to do with them in this world.

Ding He repeated it, and there was the sound of the tip of the pen swiping across the paper, it should be memorizing verses. After he finished memorizing it, he read it again, but couldn't find any clue: "If you say the first letter of a sentence, the number of sentences has already exceeded. If you read it out of place, you can't see any rules. But the content of the poem doesn't seem to have anything to do with solving the puzzle. ."

"Or what about a number-turned-password? Like 'one-hearted' for two '1's."

But there are no other numbers after that.

"Does it refer to the theme of the poem? Or the words emphasized in it?"

Since it was barely considered a love poem, Ding He tried "love" first, but it turned out that the password was wrong.

But the password is probably not an English word at all, and Chinese pinyin or English abbreviation may be the correct answer. Ding He temporarily gave up translating the poem.

Yu Jin also felt a headache: "Let's put it first, do you have any clues about the tarot cards over there?"

There are more than 70 tarot cards, and it is not easy for Ding He to check them one by one. Yu Jin leaned against the wall and continued to play associations along the lines.

His eyes gradually moved to the painted flowers. Although the flowers are drawn briefly, they are not the kind of simple strokes in elementary school. At least it can be seen that they are not flowers with closed petals such as tulips.

If I really want to say it, it's a bit like a rose. It's just that Qiangwei is delicate and small, and there is nothing particularly eye-catching. If he hadn't seen too many in the first world, he wouldn't think so.

Ding He whispered softly. He immediately came back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

"There is a card between the 'Death God' card and the 4 star coins. I didn't notice it just now. After counting, I found out that there was one less card."

He carefully opened the two cards: "It's the 'Magician'. There is blood on the red part of the card, it must have been mixed with other cards after it was stained with blood."

Yu Jin pondered: "You know this one What does the card mean?"

Ding He and he didn't know much about this aspect, and they couldn't cut out the interface during the call, so they could only change their minds: "What does this card look like?"

Ding He described the main content according to the picture, He added: "There are some flowers on the edge of the picture. The original ones seem to have been scraped off. Now there are tulips and roses, that is, the roses are stained with blood. There is a link-like thing hanging over the magician's head, twisted into a A symbol representing infinity."

He said this, and Yu Jin was even more sure that the rose flower on the mirror was.

Yu Jin rubbed his temples: "Does this have anything to do with the poems here?"

The relationship between magicians and love poems goes even further. Yu Jin painted the outline of the tarot cards on the wall that was still steaming.

His fingers suddenly stopped on the infinity symbol.

He tilted his head and made another stroke on the wall next to him: "'∞' is the number '8'. Divergence, infinity is eternity, which means 'immortality' and 'infinity' At the same time, this figure is very similar to the Mobius ring, which is 'reincarnation'."

Ding He said: "Do you still think that this letter password is converted from a digital password?"

Yu Jin said helplessly: "I really don't think so. There is something else. 'Death' can be a homonym of '4', 'single-hearted' refers to the number '1', and infinite can appear as '8'."

Ding He laughed, Yu Jin was startled, and said suspiciously "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm sorry, maybe I'm happy." Ding He said with a smile, "You seem to be more serious than me. I'm not saying you're not good, I mean, I haven't been so concerned about it for a long time. It's my business."

Yu Jin asked: "Then do you still hope that we have nothing to do with it now?"

"No." Ding He lowered his head and finished the second half of the sentence in a low, inaudible voice, "But I'm afraid I hope it's you who has nothing to do with it later." The

voice behind him was too low, and Yu Jin couldn't hear it clearly, and wanted him to repeat, but he was fooled by him: "Then I'll try 4188 now."

Yu Jin asked, "Why? Isn't it 4118?"

Although the word associated with infinity appears twice, "one" also appears twice.

However, Ding He took it for granted: "Because there are two people who are pulled into the endless cycle of reincarnation, but there is only one who is single-minded."

Yu Jin pursed his lips: "Is there only one who is single-minded?"

Ding He's voice was calm. Slowly, like a breeze blowing by his ear: "Look, until the other party dies, this person starts to miss him, and he misses the other party in his imagination. This is just... a kind of unwillingness after losing it."

He smiled slightly ironically: "Unfortunately, this should be the majority of people who always cry for what has been lost."

He paused and added: "I didn't say you. You are different from them. ."

He spoke in a serious tone, not at all like he had missed out and tried to make up for his mistakes. He has always been cautious when speaking, for fear of leaving a bad impression on others, but now he is finally able to say some emotional words to Yu Jin.

Hearing his first few words, Yu Jin inevitably wondered if he was hinting at him, but after hearing the patch, he quietly raised the corner of his mouth: "Why?"

"Probably you don't look the same as them. Or... I hope so." Ding He lowered his voice after speaking, cleared his throat, and changed the subject, "I'll try it all, the corresponding letters are 'dahh' or 'daah'." The

four letters are fundamentally If it is not a word, they think it is unlikely before they try it. Sure enough, both passwords are wrong.

Yu Jin hesitated: "But it seems that there is no other way to solve the puzzle."

Ding He said: "It's not necessarily the time when the problem was solved, it may be the time of conversion."

He looked at the words on the wall, Fingers stroked the wall unconsciously: "I've always wondered why 'monster' above is in English. At first, I thought it was a proper noun, but now I think it simply refers to the English state."

"The backbone of this sentence is actually '189xxxxxxxx' becomes 'monster'. That is, the process of changing from numbers to letters. It takes four hours in this process, and I tend to mean that the original number can be obtained by adding four to each Correct password."

"This is '8''5''12''12', which is 'h''e''l''l'."

Hell, hell. It does contain deep malice.

If their minds are not carried away by the subject of the poem, it should be easy to think of the word. But the end of the poem is actually a hint that the place where the sinful person goes after death is hell.

Ding He finally tried the password, and the crisp sound of the password lock opening made both of them heave a sigh of relief.

Ding He packed his schoolbag, put his hand on the lock, hesitantly said, "I'm really leaving?"