Chapter 121: Only Survivor
“In the rules left behind by the hostel manager auntie, if there’s someone smiling during the bedroom checks, we should leave the bedroom as soon as possible.” After the student council left, Wang Jie sat up and put on his shoes. “We need to figure a way out.”
“It’s very dangerous at night. Staying here is the only way to survive.” Yuan Hui insisted.
No one spoke. Wang Jie took up his phone to send a message, “Yuan Hui is a ghost. We seem to have offended the student council. Zuo Jun’s identity is unclear. We can’t stay here any longer. 15 minutes later, we’ll go to the toilet together.”
Xi San, “Understood. Brother, you are my angel.”
Gao Ming, “There’s a rule forbidding the use of phones after midnight. Prepare everything you need. After leaving the bedroom, don’t stay too far away from me.”
The students wanted to leave the bedroom to escape the disaster. Gao Ming wanted to enter the headmaster’s office. After consuming Situ An, suicide could be Gao Ming’s option.
Gao Ming only worried about two things. First, after dying at this school, his soul would be trapped and he would become a new student there. Second, after he returned to the tunnel, the person who killed him would realise that he had retained his memory.
Everyone pretended to be asleep in bed. Actually, everyone was silently preparing. It was a bedroom of six people, but who knew how many chatgroups were there. Gao Ming never underestimated the evil in human nature. When their lives were threatened, these people would never hesitate to sell him out. The rain washed the window. Staying in the dark was oppressive.
The time felt like it moved very slowly. Xi San and Wang Jie hid their books in the bed after they were ready. Everyone was waiting for something.
“This is just the first night…” Gao Ming reached his arms out. The sound of rain faded away. When he joined the school ten years ago, he was lying in bed just like this. He listened to the rain ten years ago.
“Why were we picked? Was the bus from ten years ago only filled with students?” The questions popped up. The more he thought about it, the more tired he became. Gao Ming gradually closed his eyes. At that moment, he heard a strange voice in the corridor.
“Gao Ming, can I sit beside you? No one bullied me. I just wanted to follow you…”
“Gao Ming, I might not be able to come to school after tomorrow. I’m switching school.”
“Gao Ming, can you hear me? I came to find you. Can you accompany me?”
Someone was singing in the hostel corridor. The voice was very familiar. The voice’s owner had lived with them for a long time.
“Is the extra student in Class 13 outside?”
The voice paused outside Room 1314. There was a knock.
“Gao Ming, can you hear me? Can I stay in the same room as you?”
Gao Ming’s throat moved. The strange voice came inside the bedroom. The person appeared to stand in the middle of the bedroom, facing Gao Ming’s bed. Hearing the strange voice, Gao Ming didn’t move.
“Gao Ming, can you hear me? I’m so shiveringly cold. Can I sleep in your bed?”
The mosquito net was pulled back. Something was crawling in. The sheet became wet. The wet clothes stuck to Gao Ming. A pair of cold hands covered in mud touched Gao Ming’s face. He seemed to have just crawled out of a wet grave. The fingers slid down Gao Ming’s skin.
“Gao Ming, can you look at me? It’s me. I came back to find you.” The voice was right before Gao Ming. He could see it once he opened his eyes. However, the auntie’s rules said that he couldn’t open his eyes.
Gao Ming was lying in bed but it felt like he was sinking. It reminded him of the feeling when he was pulled down by the water ghosts in the supermarket.
Gao Ming didn’t wish to wait for death. He opened his arms to hug the voice’s owner. The flesh touched. The other party didn’t anticipate this.
“Gao Ming…” “Come. We’ll never be separated now.” Giant arms hugged the voice. The blood capillaries bound around the voice. Gao Ming’s chest became a mouth that ate nightmares. The arms pressed the voice into Gao Ming’s heart room.
The memory that didn’t belong to Gao Ming exploded in his chest. Gao Ming saw a blurry memory.
When they were still in high school, their year had nine classes. They were called Classes 1 to 8 and then their Class 13.
Gao Ming was curious too. Why wasn’t their class called Class 9 but 13? 13 seemed to carry a special meaning for them. Of course, it could be that something happened to everyone from Class 1 to 12.
Dead? Disappeared? Or something worse?
The nightmare had no answer. The memory was only a few seconds long.
One morning, the news came on. The wind fluttered the curtain. The sky darkened. The memory owner opened the door to Class 13. The young faces looked at him.
He took the podium shyly. He used the voice familiar to Gao Ming to say, “Hello. I’m a new transfer student. I love to paint and sing.”
The memory was played from the owner’s perspective, so Gao Ming couldn’t see his face.
The owner was arranged to sit beside Zhou Sisi. Back then, everyone was talking about the upcoming city activity.
Zhou Sisi explained everything to the memory owner. However, the owner hadn’t completed his documents, so he’d miss the event.
The memory owner appeared to be Class 13’s 51st student. He was the only one who didn’t take the bus to the event venue.
The memory fragment ended then. Gao Ming slowly opened his eyes. The mosquito net was torn apart. The bed was stained with mud. There were signs of struggle on the wall.
“Everyone in class took the bus to attend the event in the city ten years ago. Everyone on the bus died. Only the transfer student survived?! Was he the only survivor?
“Is that the truth?
“But if that is the truth, why are we alive and no one can remember him?
“Did he sacrifice himself to save everyone?”
From the memory fragment, the 51st student didn’t seem to be a bad person, but…
Gao Ming wiped away the mud on his bed. The voice could have warned everyone, but the voice was directly eaten by Gao Ming.
“There should be a lot of memory fragments. It’s fine for me to eat one.”
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