Chapter 881: Word spirit

Chapter VIII Spirit of Words
Although he agreed to Zhao Li, Xia Dongqing still has a heart of constant death...
At twelve o'clock in the evening, Xia Dongqing still came to the door of the old dormitory building.
"holly."
Wang Xiaoya ran over with a flashlight.
"How is Zhou Jie?"
"Still sleeping."
"Any new information?"
Xia Dongqing asked.
"I haven't found it in too much detail, but the rumors about the senior sister in red began in 1983, when four girls died in their dormitory that year."
Wang Xiaoya said.
"Thirty years, no wonder Ye Chen and Zhao Li are so jealous."
Xia Dongqing took a deep breath, as if to himself "Go, let's go up."
"Holly, someone has been here." Wang Xiaoya's flashlight shone on the big iron gate that was supposed to be closed, and now the iron chain on the iron gate has fallen off to one side.
"Let's be careful." Xia Dongqing's face was a bit solemn.
Xia Dongqing and Wang Xiaoya came to the 404 dormitory, but found a basin in the dormitory. Someone came here to burn paper money, and the basin was still warm. It didn't take long to leave.
At this time, there was movement outside, and Xia Dongqing and Wang Xiaoya hurriedly chased after him, but Xia Dongqing fell on the road, and the image of childhood in the orphanage flashed in his mind.
In a trance, Xia Dongqing saw her young self running into the 404 dormitory, and quickly got up from the ground and chased it in.
The door of the dormitory was closed, and Xia Dongqing saw another herself.
"Holly, Holly!"
Wang Xiaoya patted outside the door, but there was no response.
"You finally came……"
Inside the room, another Xia Dongqing said while sitting on a chair facing the window.
"Who are you?" Xia Dongqing asked.
"I am you!"
Another Xia Dongqing got up and turned around slowly.
"How could you be me?"
"You have been suffering in these years, family, friendship, love, why other people have none of us, because these eyes, these eyes can see ghosts, humans fear this, so people treat us as mental illness."
"The past, the present, and the future are all like this. In that case, why should we live in this world? It doesn't matter, we still have ourselves."
"Holly, Holly."
Wang Xiaoya watched Xia Dongqing walk towards another Xia Dongqing in the crack of the door, but could not stop it.
"You have been wronged these years."
Another Xia Dongqing hugged Xia Dongqing and said, "Follow me, I will take you to a better world, follow me, follow me."
A strange wind blows, and the dilapidated windows are "brushed" open, and Xia Dongqing stepped onto the windowsill.
"It will be easy soon, very simple, let's go."
At this critical moment, the official Zhao appeared in time, raised his hand and aimed a shot at one of Xia Dongqing on the windowsill.
With a "bang", the hit figure fell off the window sill.
And Xia Dongqing also grabbed the falling figure, only to find that the hand he was holding suddenly turned into blue-brown, with weird textures all over it.
This scene shocked him, and subconsciously let go of his hand, and the ghost image fell from the fourth floor.
"Official Zhao, why are you here?"
Being so scared, Xia Dongqing finally recovered.
"Can I not come? I knew your kid wouldn't listen to me."
Official Zhao glanced at Xia Dongqing, and said angrily.
"I……"
Xia Dongqing wanted to explain, but didn't know what to say.
"Now I know why all the people who died in this dormitory committed suicide, right?"
The official Zhao said: "This ghost can perceive people's hearts. She will use the softest emotion in your heart to induce you and lead you step by step to the abyss of death."
"It's Wang Yu's ghost."
Xia Dongqing said suddenly, and immediately ran after him.
Official Zhao and Wang Xiaoya followed Xia Dongqing, and saw Xia Dongqing running down the corridor for a while and then suddenly stopped.
"Why stopped suddenly?"
Wang Xiaoya asked.
"Wang Yu, he disappeared."
Xia Dongqing Road.
"Since he disappeared here, there must be some clue here."
Zhao Li said.
"It's a pen."
Wang Xiaoya glanced at the ground, her eyes sharp.
"Why is there a pen here?"
Xia Dongqing picked up the pen questioningly, "How come it looks familiar?"
"Ah! I remember, it's Professor Hu."
Wang Xiaoya shouted.
"Professor Hu?"
Official Zhao asked in confusion.
"By the way, you said that Professor Hu showed up the last time you invited Die Xian here."
Xia Dongqing said: "Ye Chen was also curious about how Professor Hu would show up in the old dormitory at night, but we didn't take it seriously."
"Go, let's go to Professor Hu."
Zhao Li decisively and authentically.
In the office, Professor Hu sat alone at the desk with a cigarette in his hand, his face frowned.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"It's you."
Seeing Wang Xiaoya, Professor Hu was a little surprised.
"Professor Hu."
"What are you doing here?"
"I saw you came in when the light in this room was on." Wang Xiaoya said.
Official Zhao and Xia Dongqing walked over behind Wang Xiaoya. Official Zhao took a chair and sat down with both legs on the desk.
"Who are you?"
Professor Hu got up and said unhappily, "What do you want?"
"Professor Hu, did you just burn the paper in the old dormitory 404?" Xia Dongqing said straightforwardly.
"What nonsense are you talking about."
"This is your pen!"
Xia Dongqing took the pen he had just picked to Professor Hu.
Professor Hu touched his pocket, and the pen was gone.
"This is the pen that the red-clad senior sister used!"
Professor Hu took the pen in Xia Dongqing's hand slightly trembling.
"How did you know? Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. What is important is that I understand the truth, otherwise more people will be killed."
"Her name is Lu Hong. Because there is a red letter in her name, she likes to wear red clothes. Thirty years ago, I was a young teaching assistant. She was my student. On her birthday, I gave her a dress. , Is red, this pen was given back to me by her, like an exchange of tokens, we are sure that we are in love, but none of us dared to pierce this layer of window paper, because I am a teacher, she is a student, In those days, when we were together, it would definitely cause an uproar."
"The other three girls in the 404 dormitory secretly read her diary and posted her diary on the bulletin board. The school leader asked us to talk. I didn’t dare to admit our relationship in order to keep my job. I was ordered to drop out by the school."
"Finally, she jumped from the 404 window."
Speaking of this, Wang Xiaoya's cell phone rang suddenly.
"Zhou Jie is gone, I don't know where she went..."
On the other end of the phone, Zhao Niannian's somewhat flustered voice rang.
"It's broken, I must go to the 404 dormitory. Hongyi-senpai promised to let her be with Wang Yu forever." Wang Xiaoya said in surprise.
When everyone rushed to the 404 dormitory, Zhou Jie was standing on the chair on the windowsill.
"Zhou Jie, Zhou Jie." Xia Dongqing called Zhou Jie's name, but Zhou Jie ignored him, step by step, walked to the window sill and stood on the chair.
Xia Dongqing wanted to run over and pull Zhou Jie down. However, Zhao Li stopped him.
"Be careful."
Wang Yu's ghost suddenly appeared in the dormitory.
Then came along with everyone who died in this dormitory in the past, and now they are all ghosts.
The stern figure of the red-robed-senpai again emerged from the window sill, clinging to Zhou Jie's body, and the palms covered with green-brown texture against Zhou Jie's neck.
When Senior Sister Red was trying to pull Zhou Jie down, Wang Yu's ghost burst out suddenly, grabbing Senior Sister Red's hand, and pushing Zhou Jie to everyone.
As soon as the red-dressed senior sister raised her hand, Wang Yu's ghost was lifted out.
"Official Zhao, shoot."
Xia Dongqing shouted.
"No!"
When Zhao Li fired a shot, Professor Hu rushed out, stood in front of the senior sister in red, and hit him in the body with a shot.
Professor Hu's body fell backward and was held in the arms by the Hongyi senior sister.
Red-robed-senpai was speechless and could only shout vaguely.
Professor Hu backhanded the red senior sister in his arms.
"Lu Hong!"
Struggling to speak, as if exhausting all his strength, Professor Hu shouted: "Don't be murdering anymore, don't you know me?"
"This hug, I owe you, everything is my fault, I didn’t have the courage back then, I am sorry for you, the person you hate most is me, but for so many years, why have you refused to see me? Why Don't take me away."
Red-robed-senpai broke free, covering her face with her hands.
"Do you think you are ugly? Are you afraid of being seen by me? No, you have always been the most beautiful in my heart."
"I love you, I love you!"
As soon as the three words "I love you" were uttered, the red-clothed senior sister suddenly calmed down, her resentment, like snow under the sun, began to quickly dissipate and returned to its original state.
The hideous face also gradually returned to its former appearance, and a smile gradually appeared on the corners of his mouth.
That is a satisfied, happy smile.
"Look, it's been thirty years. You are exactly the same as before. You are young and beautiful. Are you old? Take me away. In my life, I want to be with you the most... …"
When all guilt and resentment disappeared, it was the most sincere love between the two.
Professor Hu stepped forward and wanted to jump out of the 404 window.
Thirty years ago, she jumped from here.
But now, as long as he jumps from here, will the two be together forever?
No one knows the answer to this question.
Even Lu Hong, who has turned into a red-robed senior sister, can't!
She couldn't let him die like this.
So at the last moment, the red-robed senior slammed forward and pushed Professor Hu back into the room.
And her body also fell from the window.
"I will return……"
The final farewell, with a smile on his face.
At this moment, she was no longer the red-robed senior, she was Lu Hong, the one who loved him so much.
"Why? Why won't you take me away?"
Sitting on the ground, Professor Hu raised his head and looked at the people around him. He couldn't help but muttered and asked: "Could it be that she still refuses to forgive me?"
"Do not!"
Xia Dongqing said solemnly: "I think she has forgiven you. For so many years, she has refused to take you away because she loves you and hopes you can live well."
"is it?"
Professor Hu was puzzled, he subconsciously touched his chest: "By the way, I remember I was shot just now? What's the matter?"
"No, it's all a dream, everything here is a dream."
Zhao Li said.
"Official Zhao, is this the end of this matter?"
Xia Dongqing asked suspiciously, it seemed that it was not as serious as Ye Chen and Zhao Li said.
Professor Hu confessed his true feelings and awakened the kind thoughts in Liu Hong's heart. The resentment that had accumulated for many years dissipated, and everything seemed a little too relaxed.
"It should be over."
Official Zhao also said, "That's right... Your classmate's soul is in this room, but if you want to get that soul and soul back, you must first supersede these ghosts..."
With the departure of Hongyi-senpai, the surrounding illusion has long since disappeared.
And those souls who died because of the red-clothed senior sister have also appeared one after another, appearing in every corner of the room, there are the former roommates of the red-clothed senior sister, and Wang Yu...
Every one of them died because of the red senior sister.
Even after death...
Their souls are also controlled by the red-clothed senior sister, and are bound in this 404 dormitory, unable to escape.
But fortunately, the red-clothed senior sister disappeared, it is not difficult to supersede these ghosts, at most it will take some time.
…………
That day, he wrapped the scarf around her neck, a bright red scarf...
Looking at the text she wrote, the woman smiled with satisfaction.
Today, it is very important to me, I want to meet someone.
I usually leave at 7 o'clock. Today is a bit more stinky. As a result, it was 10 minutes late and I had to get on the 665 bus at 7.15.
I am a writer, my first book is still being created, almost a writer.
In order to support my dream of living in this city, I was working from 9 to 5 in a publishing house. My life was a bit boring, but my heart was pretty good. I believed in dreams and hard work.
Especially today, like the plot I wrote, at eight ten ten, I walked out of the subway station a little earlier than usual.
I usually pass this intersection at 8.30, and I meet someone every day.
A miraculous encounter, he was like the boy who came out of me.
I will see him soon. Today I want to tell him that I don’t have a boyfriend. I also want to ask him if you need a girlfriend!
I didn't have his phone, so I had to wait for him there. I told the unit that I needed to take a day off. The reason for the leave was that I was going to save the earth. The leader let me rest.
Because of boredom, I started to count people. That day, in front of me, a total of 7,846 people passed. For the first time, I knew that so many people would walk this road every day.
Seven thousand eight hundred and forty-six people, without him.
That is the most dramatic thing in my life so far. I thought it was a tragedy at first, but later it was a comedy. The kind of black humor.
Since then, I have crossed the road at seven, crossed the road at 7:30, crossed the road at eight, sometimes I crossed the road at nine, crossed the road at ten, and crossed the road at eleven. I never did Met him.
This city is too big, I want to leave.