Chapter 116: Is there a ghost?

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Regarding the matter in this room, I did not ask the boarding house anymore, but just returned to the dormitory after being polite.
When I arrived at the dormitory, there were already a few classmates chatting. Everyone just met and introduced themselves first, and then started gossiping about the girls in the class.
And the one in our dormitory that caught my attention the most was Gao Xinying, and his name explained to the people in our dormitory for a long time before we knew which word.
I heard that his family gave him this name because he was very weak when he was born. After looking for a gentleman to read it, he gave him the name of a girl ’s house and asked him to be raised as a girl. Survived the disaster.
Do n’t look at this guy ’s name, which is full of girlishness, and it ’s also very elegant, but when it comes to talking, it ’s not a half-way to run the train, especially when talking about the female students of our class. I can't even listen to it.
For example, a well-developed female student, he nicknamed "Da Mi" for others, and encouraged people in our dormitory to follow suit. There is also a classmate who has a big but can't grow long. He gave people a name called "Tang Laoya", which was actually because the female student's surname was also coincidentally, which happened to be "Tang".
I did n’t know who did it, so I talked to my partner You Xiaoqing, and Gao Xinying said: "You Xiaoqing, I think she is the class flower of our class, and it is very likely to become one of our school flowers. This Nickname, I do n’t dare to mess up, or how many people might be offended. In addition, I think Shi Yong you, seems to be interesting to her? "
I am interesting to You Xiaoqing? This time Gao Xinying can guess wrong. In my heart, my favorite object has always been the beautiful and excellent sister Zhao Yuan. Although You Xiaoqing is beautiful, I always treat her as a buddy.
So I said to Gao Xinying: "Don't talk nonsense, You Xiaoqing and I are just classmates, we came here one by one."
When I heard that you and You Xiaoqing are junior high school classmates, people in our dormitory began to ask about my news about You Xiaoqing, such as what she likes to eat and whether she has a boyfriend or something ...
That night, we also fell asleep in these riots. I did not mention the empty dormitory, nor did the other people in our dormitory mention it, to be precise, they did not care.
That's how my high school life started.
In the next few days, we started classes, but less than a week after class, the school arranged military training for us again. This military training will take a week. In a week of military training, our class is quickly integrated into a whole , Because everyone has to work hard together to win glory for the class in the show seven days later.
During military training, the daytime is the most painful, but the night is the happiest, because half of the day is physical training, and at night the instructor will take us to sing and engage in various entertainment interactions, among which the hottest program is male and female students sing songs .
However, I could n’t get involved in this activity, because I do n’t have a cold for music, and I sing old out of tune, so I became an audience for the entertainment at night, but You Xiaoqing stood out from the girl. She is beautiful and singing. Good, it became the first choice for girlfriends in the hearts of all the boys in our class.
The military training for a week was very hard, and I temporarily forgot my curiosity about the empty dormitory. Except for occasionally passing by, I did n’t pay much attention to it at other times. That was the room he used to live in, and it is now used to store debris.
At the same time, during this week's military training, I was also familiar with our boarding house, because he checked the dormitory hygiene every day, such as whether our quilts were folded into tofu pieces.
And the reason why I got acquainted with our dormitory is not because my quilt is good, but because my quilt is the worst. Of course, the reason for my poor fold is not because I am stupid, but because of my quilt.
My quilt at the time was a new quilt I took from home. The cotton in it was all new, so when it was folded up, it looked very bulging, and the elasticity was particularly good. You press him down. It will bounce back in seconds, and the corners are not straight at all, so every time the dorm ’s appearance is checked, our dorm will be deducted for my quilt.
I ’m a little embarrassed to do this, so every time before the inspection, our dormitory will hide my quilt, wait for the inspection to be completed, and then take it back, and come and go, it will make me as a shame in the dormitory, This makes me uncomfortable.
So I went to find the dormitory and asked to be fair when scoring. I can even show them the skill of folding the quilt on the spot. Of course, the premise is that it is not my own quilt, because my quilt, even if our instructors come It is helpless.
At first, the dormitory naturally disagreed, but I couldn't bear to keep looking for it, so we got to know it in one or two visits. By the fourth day of military training, our quilt was finally no longer hidden.
And our dormitory and I were thoroughly acquainted.
Through these few days of understanding, I know his name is xuan Hailin, and his surname is so special that I ca n’t believe that there is such a surname. His hometown is Guangxi. I arrived in the North decades ago, but I stayed here later.
And he also worked in this high school for more than ten years. At first, he was a physical education teacher. Later, when he retired, he worked here as a boarding house. He also has a wife, but he died of illness ten years ago.
Through my understanding of Xuan Hailin, I found him to be a very funny person. He knows a lot and talks a lot of funny things.
On the evening of the end of the show, our classmates reunited with our instructor for the last time, so we held another farewell party spontaneously in our class, and some girls sang themselves to the scene crying, saying they were reluctant to let the instructor go.
As for me, there is no reluctance at all. I have even forgotten what our instructor called, or maybe I have experienced too much separation and seen too many farewells, especially for the sake of life and death.
Of course, I wo n’t take my indifference and laugh at others ’tears. We just have different emotional bases.
I didn't have any fluctuations in my mind that night, so after school, when many people were still in the classroom chatting with the instructor, I left the classroom by myself and prepared to go back to the dorm to rest.
Tonight, it is estimated that most of the classes are experiencing similar things to ours, so there are very few people returning to the dormitory. As for the third year downstairs, everyone is busy reviewing and there are not many returning to the dormitory.
So when I arrived at the dormitory, especially when we were on the second floor, I felt a bit bleak. Although the lights were all on, the popularity was too low.
Especially when I walked to the door of the empty dormitory on the corner of the second floor, I vaguely heard the cry of a girl in the dormitory.
"Woo!"
Although it was very short, it was enough to startle me with cold sweat.
I swallowed, almost left the door with a jump, and then turned back to look at the door. The door was locked and there was no sign of passive locks. The lights were black as usual, did I An auditory hallucination appeared. Was the military training tiring for me these days?
I took a deep breath, bold, and slowly approached the door, and then pressed my ear against the door panel, wanting to listen carefully to the movement inside.
Very quiet, very quiet, no sound.
But when I concentrated on my heart, I was worried.
"Snapped!"
With a soft bang, a hand slapped on my shoulder. I was frightened and yelled, and my heart jumped.
As soon as I turned around, I saw that it was our dormitory again, so I quickly took a breath and said, "Scared me! Grandpa Xuan!"
Xuan Hailin smiled and said, "What are you doing next to the door?"
I said, "Just now I heard something moving inside, it seems like a girl crying ..."
Xuan Hailin froze for a moment, and then said: "It's the sound of rats grinding teeth. Children of your age like to think about it."
After he finished speaking, let me hurry back to the dormitory and stop staying here.
Xie Hailin must be hiding something. Every time I approached that empty dormitory and wanted to learn more about some of the problems, he would stop in time. Is this a coincidence?
Or did he tell him something to stop me?
Waiting for the people in our dormitory to come back, while they were still talking about sending the instructor tonight, I suddenly chimed in and said, "Who do you know, what are we doing on the second floor, the empty room at the entrance? ? "
When I asked this question, Gao Xinying said, "That house, I heard that it's our house where we put debris. Why?"
It seems that I asked our freshmen this year for nothing. Most of the information they got was also instilled by our host.
Because of that weird cry, I did n’t sleep well this night. Even in the middle of the night, I felt that there were very light footsteps outside the corridor and a delicate girl whispering sound.
But when I took the peach mirror and dared to open the door to see what was going on, the empty corridor, the lights came out, and there was nothing else.
This kind of tossing was one night, so when I was self-study in the second morning, I was terribly sleepy. Seeing that I was taking a nap, You Xiaoqing asked me as my deskmate, "Xiaoyong, why did you sleep last night? "
I nodded and whispered, "Well, I didn't sleep well. I suspect that the dormitory I live in is not clean!"
You Xiaoqing is the one who has experienced the Lingling incident with me, so for these "ghost" things, I must hide her. As I said, she should also believe it.
After I finished speaking, You Xiaoqing said: "Ah, really, a classmate in our dormitory said that your male dormitory is haunted. At first, I thought she was lying to us."
what? Someone knows this, and I quickly asked You Xiaoqing who the girl was. She pointed to a beautiful girl with ponytails and a clean face, and two small dimples on her face. Ying! "