Escape from the Ghost

Zhao Yu frowned, and said: "I heard that Jia Yong has a background outside the school, so don't provoke him if you have nothing to do."

"Okay, Mom Zhao, you can go, I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep."

"Wait!" Song Yi was about to leave when he was stopped by Zhao Yu, with a constipated expression on his face, and asked, "You...you live in a dormitory?"

From the moment he entered the school gate, Master Song’s bed was like a decoration. Jingtaiyuan, a high-end residential area only 30 meters away from the school gate, has a 150-square-meter large room waiting for him. He will never stay in the school if he has nothing to do. Zhao Yu said seriously: "You are honest. Tell me, what's going on at home? Don't always carry it alone."

Everyone thinks that Song Yi is a dude, but Zhao Yu knows that as long as Song Yi believes in something, no one can change it, just like mathematics, 90.00% of nine talents must have [-]% of persistence, but it is this hundred. One-tenth of persistence, really earning a top-notch level, every minute makes most people defeated by the fact that "the IQ is not enough".But Song Yi not only was not defeated, but also became a real top-notch.

Now, right after Song Yi came back, he switched to the liberal arts, which he looked down upon the most, and insisted on living in school, which is really abnormal.

Zhao Yu stretched out his hand to grab Song Yi's arm, but Song Yi took a step back calmly, stretched his waist and said, "Don't worry about it, you can go back quickly." After finishing speaking, he left without looking back.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, Song Yi was smelled by the smell of smelly socks and feet that were characteristic of boys' dormitories. He held his breath before entering the door again.

Although I had greeted him the day before, it was still a bit embarrassing to see Liu Ming who was playing games with his shirt off his chest. Liu Ming glanced at the door, as if he didn't see Song Yi, turned his head and continued to stare at the screen and frantically clicked the mouse.

Zhu Xin laid down his book on the upper bunk, glanced at Song Yi, and said in a strange voice, "Yo, the young master is back?"

Feng Qin walked over and glared at Zhu Xin, then turned his head and smiled embarrassedly at Song Yi and said, "He's the last one in class, he'll be in a bad mood, don't mind."

Song Yi put the book on the table and replied calmly: "It's okay."

Zhu Xin poked his head out from the bed, winked at Feng Qin, and wrote all over his face, "Let you meddle in your own business, look, a hot face with a cold ass, you deserve it!"

Feng Qin raised his hand and pushed Zhu Xin's head into the bed, saying, "Why didn't you go to class today?"

"Transferred to the department." Song Yi thought about it, and added half a sentence as an explanation, "Transferred to the history department."

The sound of keyboards stopped suddenly, and everyone in the room silently watched Song Yi. In the small space, the three eyes were full of warmth, and they stared at him without hesitation.The ace student from the Mathematics Department of Mucheng University transferred to the third-rate History Department of Liberal Arts, and the shock level was basically equivalent to bombing the school forum three times!

Song Yi climbed onto the bed along the small ladder beside the desk and said, "I'm sleepy, let's go to bed."

The three people in the room looked at each other, Feng Qin pointed to the outside, and everyone exited the dormitory together in a tacit understanding.Song Yi lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.Hearing the sound of closing the door, he sank down.

In fact, from the class to the school, many people can't understand Song Yi, hate his self-righteousness, and envy his self-righteous capital.Therefore, Song Yi's willingness to say a few more words is already a unique concession in his interpersonal relationship.

These people are so difficult to get along with, he thought so, and fell asleep drowsily.

When I woke up, it was completely dark.Song Yi looked at his watch, it was just after seven o'clock.He was sleepy and uncomfortable.

Turning over, I suddenly remembered the scene of Jia Yong jumping off the building during the daytime fight, and couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Everything seems to go back to that night in the hospital, the darkness will always deliberately remind some things that I want to forget, and then follow the reason to bring everything back to reality.

Anyway, it's human life.

Thinking of this, he sat up from the bed with a "chuckle", put on some clothes and went out.Song Yi just stepped out of the dormitory building, and as soon as his front feet entered the grove, his back feet were surrounded tightly by people.

Jia Yong's bright red T-shirt and long golden chain were particularly conspicuous. He sneered and raised half his eyebrows and said, "Hmph! I've been waiting for you for a long time." Six men with an average height of over 1.9 meters sandwiched Song Yi In the middle, a mocking expression waited to see his joke.

Song Yi shook his head, man!I really can't miss it, especially the bastard!

"Click!" With a sound, the lighter flames scattered.

Jia Yong lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, pointed at Song Yi with the end of the cigarette, and said, "Fucking let me blow the cold wind all night, you really are nothing!"

He took another two puffs and flicked the cigarette butt, the ash with sparks just landed on Song Yi's white limited edition sneakers, Song Yi resisted and did not move.

Jia Yong glanced at Song Yi with the corner of his mouth tilted, pulled out a dagger from his back, slapped him on the face with the back of the knife, and said, "Ah? Tell me not to talk when I teach people a lesson? Damn, I won't scold you. Teach you a lesson!"

The cold touch of the back of the knife on his face woke him up instantly.Song Yi took a hasty glance and calculated in his mind that even Jia Yong, these people are all 1.9 meters tall and move slowly, so it is not that he has no chance of winning.But...he glanced at Jia Yong with disgust, a [-] with a knife, its lethality is equivalent to throwing a nuclear bomb directly in the middle of the bloody battlefield between the enemy and us, and it may hurt both sides at any time, what should we do?

"Aren't you very arrogant in the morning? You don't even dare to fart?" Jia Yong raised one hand, and he was about to greet Song Yi's face.

Song Yi made up his mind, so he took a gamble, betting that he is not only a fool, but also a coward!

His head was slightly turned to one side, just avoiding Jia Yong's slap.Another backhand punch hit him directly at the corner of the mouth. Jia Yong felt the pain and stabbed instinctively, but he hesitated for two seconds before making the move. Song Yi seized the opportunity to grab his wrist and relieved his strength with a little effort. , The knife fell to the ground with a "snap", he quickly lifted his foot and kicked Jia Yong's knee, and forced his arm to kneel on the ground with his hands.

Everything happened so fast that everyone was dumbfounded. When they realized it, only Jia Yong was left shouting "Ouch".Song Yi tried harder, and the sound of leather shoes falling to the ground suddenly sounded in the distance.

"What are you doing?"

The visitor's voice was deep and magnetic, and he always felt familiar.Song Yi held Jia Yong's arm with both hands, followed the sound and looked into the depths of the woods.

Jia Yong seized the opportunity and shouted for help: "Oh, shit! Teacher, he is bullying!" He shook his shoulders and urged, "Let go of me so quickly, your arm will be broken!"

"Hmph!" Song Yi let go with a sneer, looked at Li Zhaoling who was walking towards them, smiled comfortably, and said, "Get ready for bed, help him loosen his muscles and bones."

Li Zhaoling asked blankly, "Is it finished?"

Song Yi rubbed his hands, looked at Jia Yong lightly and said, "I haven't enjoyed myself yet."

Li Zhaoling took a hasty glance, thinking in his heart, one hit seven, this bastard is really kind.His gaze finally fell on Song Yi's face, and he said, "It's almost enough, I have something to do with you." The indifferent eyes and commanding tone made it impossible to refuse.

Jia Yong looked at his brothers and stammered to stop him: "Li...Ms. Li...We..."

Li Zhaoling didn't speak, and looked at him coldly, as if he could see through everything.Jia Yong completely shut up now, and quietly kicked the dagger into the grass with his heel.

Li Zhaoling looked at Song Yi and raised his tone: "Aren't you leaving?"

Song Yi was taken aback by his aura, and said, "Let's go..."

Jia Yong rubbed his wrists, looking at the backs of the two people who disappeared into the depths of the woods, his face was particularly ugly.He lit a cigarette and gestured to Song Yi with his mouth: "You wait for me next time!"

The shadow of the moon was mottled, passing through the gaps in the leaves and reflecting on Li Zhaoling's lenses.Song Yi followed him, the two of them were in front of each other, neither of them spoke.

Seeing that he was about to leave the grove, Song Yi finally couldn't bear it and asked, "Mr. Li, what do you want from me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright light quickly flashed across the sky, the sky suddenly became dark, and the moon was no longer visible. The sound of "Boom" made Song Yi jump, and the wind blew up, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Li Zhaoling stopped in his tracks and said, "I've dislocated my wrist, I'm sure I'll have to stay in the hospital for three days."

Song Yi glanced at the sky and said nonchalantly, "I'm holding a knife, I guess I'll drop out of school this time."

"he……"

Song Yi winked, and answered quickly: "It's not a thing."

"You too."

"..."

Another flash of lightning flashed across, lighting up the leaves on the tree, and quickly darkening them again.The light fell on Li Zhaoling's eyes, as if a ball of flames were lit, his expression changed suddenly, and he said hurriedly: "It's going to rain soon, you should go back to the dormitory." After speaking, he quickly ran out of the grove.

"Hey!"

As soon as Song Yi yelled, big raindrops hit his forehead, and then there was a loud thunder, and the rain fell one after another, soaking his clothes.

He stared into the distance, and the red figure flashed past. Song Yi hesitated a little, followed quickly out of the woods, and ran towards the third teaching building.He has played with Jia Yong. Although Jia Yong has big steps, his movements are extremely slow, even if he turns to ashes, he can recognize him.

The scene seen during the day flashed by and rushed into Song Yi's head instantly.He ran slower and slower, convincing himself over and over that the bastard had to get out of his business.But he stopped and took two steps back, then cursed, "Get out of your uncle's business is none of your business", and continued to turn around and run towards the teaching building.

Song Yi stepped on the rain, and saw a girl in a pink jacket rolling a ball in the rain from a distance.As soon as the little girl turned her head, she saw Song Yi and called out "Dad" sweetly.

is her……

Song Yi stopped walking and his whole body was stiff, Wu Xiaomeng in front of him was like a little drowned rat, bouncing up to him with the ball in his arms.Song Yi raised his hand, approached the little girl mysteriously, touched her little face wet by the rain, looked at the teaching building which was only a few steps away, and said, "Why are you here?"

Wu Xiaomeng didn't speak, but squeezed his eyes at him, and rubbed Song Yi's hand with his face. Song Yi shook, and a cold and delicate feeling swept over his whole body.

Wu Xiaomeng suddenly laughed wildly: "Hehehe..." The next moment, the laughter became sharper, "Hehehehehehe...", the sound was like needles, one needle after another pierced Song Yi's ears.

Song Yi covered his ears with his hands and trembled uncontrollably, laughing in a row or two, and then more and more people started laughing together, scattered in the rain, making people tremble with fear.

Song Yi had a splitting headache. He covered his ears, stared at the little girl's blood-red eyes and gritted his teeth: "Why are you pestering me?"

As soon as the words fell, two lines of blood and tears flowed down the little girl's eyes, and two deep red marks were drawn on her face. Coupled with her pale face and lips, it became even more tragic.

Her small figure, one turned into two, two turned into four, and four turned into six. In just a few seconds, the little girl had transformed into five figures that were identical in appearance and appearance to her, but with no color or expression on their faces. kid.Song Yi put down his hand, and took two steps back in astonishment.

A gust of wind passed by, and a deep and powerful voice hit the ground: "Get out!" Song Yi dodged quickly, and the man in black walked past, and struck down heavily with a white light in his hand.

"what--"

The ghost devil screamed, as if a bloodstain was drawn in the air.The five villains circled in place, emitting bursts of black smoke and shrinking in size.Only Wu Xiaomeng, who was in the middle, curled up into a ball with his head in his arms and crawled underground.

The glare of the light forced Song Yi to close his eyes. After a thunderstorm passed, Song Yi slowly opened his eyes. The surroundings were still dark, only the sound of "cracking" rain in the night.Everything seemed to have returned to calm, and the man in black and the child disappeared.

Song Yi glanced at the teaching class, and the red figure was circling up the open-air stairs outside the teaching building. He walked a few steps quickly, stood under the stairs and looked at the rain curtain suspiciously, his heart beating faster and faster!A terrible intuition is swallowing him: the car accident is just an introduction, and everything is just beginning.

He was ruthless, and strode up the stairs.

The white shirt on Song Yi's body was already soaked through, it was tightly wrapped, and the outline of the muscles on his chest could be vaguely seen.The corridor door of the rooftop was close at hand, and the hot air rubbed against his throat, and he wiped the rainwater off his face, panting heavily, and walked slower and slower.

Stopping, concentrating and holding his breath, Song Yi finally pushed open the door of the roof, a gust of wind passed through the crack of the door, cold and fine, he couldn't help shivering.

Song Yi exerted his strength again, and the old door was completely opened with a "squeak". He seized the time to get into the roof, and when he looked up, he saw a tall figure standing on the edge of the roof, overlooking the downstairs.

Jia Yong turned around to face Song Yi, the muscles on his face were twisted together, revealing a strange and ferocious smile. He stretched out his hands, like a bird falling vertically out of the rooftop.Only, he has no wings.

A flash of red lightning flashed across, the sky brightened for a while, and then suddenly darkened again.

"what!"

Song Yi yelled, rushed to the edge of the roof, leaned out half of his body, and carefully looked for Jia Yong's figure.His nails were clinging firmly to the edge of the concrete platform, and all the bones in his body creaked with his knuckles.

However, he didn't see anything, the sky was too dark, standing on the top of the seven-storey teaching building, all he could see were sporadic street lights.

Song Yi touched his face indiscriminately, tears, sweat, and rain all mixed together on his face.He bent down, leaning on his knees, panting heavily, breathing heavily.He wanted to take himself out temporarily, so that the torn brain nerves could relax.

However, Jia Yong's last smile has been firmly imprinted in his mind.

Song Yide then retreated two steps, opened the roof door, and ran downstairs.

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