Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

In the following period of time, Mu Nanyu was busy preparing for the swimming competition during the day, and went to the self-study room with Bai Jingtan in the evening, doing a set of exercises by himself, and then acting as Bai Jingtan's hand, he reported the answer, and he wrote.

It was October, and the sky was getting darker and earlier.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window is the last noisy time of the year. Mu Nanyu sometimes puts down his pen and looks out the window, surrounded by desks, chairs and exercise papers, and outside are swaying branches and little sparks.

Suddenly, he seemed to be back in the high school classroom.

The only difference is that there is an extra Baijingtan beside him.

On the eve of the English competition, the study room was filled with the sound of "rustling" writing as usual.

The spine of the boy next to him was slightly arched. The boy of this age has a thin and broad figure. When his cold brows are stained with a trace of emotion, they appear lively and lively.

Like a tall and straight pine growing wildly.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

Mu Nanyu suddenly came back to his senses, saw the curvature of Bai Jingtan's phoenix eyes, and subconsciously replied: "It's nothing... I just think the cicadas outside are a bit noisy, and I can't hear English clearly."

He lied.

But Bai Jingtan obviously believed it. The bandage on the opponent's hand has not been removed, but most of the bruises have faded, and the wound has scabbed over. He can do some simple activities.After the last dose of medicine tonight, the bandage can be removed.

"It may be that the earphones have been used for a long time, and the sound quality is a bit poor. Try to adjust it."

Bai Jingtan held the earphones with his fingertips, carefully adjusted the position for him, and inadvertently rubbed his fingertips against the pinnae, feeling itchy and numb.

"Well, can you hear the sound in the earphones clearly?"

The speaker in the earphones clearly played the English listening comprehension level [-], but Mu Nanyu didn't hear a single word.

There was a rumble in his mind, as if a gust of wind and rain had blown through the dense branches, making his scalp numb.

The pinna of the ear turned red.

"Listen... I heard clearly."

Bai Jingtan withdrew his hand, his expression remained unchanged: "Well, after you finish the listening test, show me the paper."

Undoubtedly, Mu Nanyu's listening skills were in a mess, and the period when Bai Jingtan adjusted the earphones for him was the area where the wrong questions were concentrated.

He pulled back the paper with some guilt: "I'm not in a good state today, I'll listen to it again—you're going to participate in the competition tomorrow, so leave me alone."

"I'm almost ready, just go back and tidy up the stationery I need to bring."

Bai Jingtan stared at him for a few moments, then suddenly gently pulled off his earphones.

"We won't study today, let's go somewhere."

There are times when Bai Jingtan doesn't want to study?

Mu Nanyu was aroused, and the dryness in his heart retreated: "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when you go."

Mu Nanyu didn't expect that after a month, he and Bai Jingtan would walk to the gate of the abandoned school history museum together.

And it was Bai Jingtan who took the initiative to invite him.

"Why did you bring me here?" Mu Nanyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Did you forget that last time we were chased by the security guards and almost caught and punished?"

It seems that it was also that time when he accidentally kissed Bai Jingtan.

Bai Jingtan calmed down: "The security guards won't come today."

"how do you know?"

"During dinner, the security guard sat at the table behind us. He told another person that he was going to watch a football game in the security room tonight."

"But—your hand is injured, so you can't climb over the iron gate, right?"

"I can do it with one hand."

"You want to worship the Darwin statue too?"

Bai Jingtan chuckled lightly.

"Yes, you didn't tell me that Darwin was from England. Since you are going to participate in the English competition, of course you should go and see him."

Mu Nanyu didn't realize it before, but now that she heard these words from Bai Jingtan's mouth, she realized how childish it was.

He couldn't help snorting and said, "Scholar is also so superstitious?"

With disgust on his lips, but his eyes were shining brightly, he walked slowly to the iron gate.

"You go there first, I'll respond here, I'm afraid you'll fall with one hand."

Bai Jingtan climbed up the iron gate nimbly, Mu Nanyu gave him a hand, and only followed after seeing him landed smoothly.

There is an old wood fragrance exuding from the abandoned school history museum, which is refreshing under the cool night wind.

Mu Nanyu has been here twice, and waited patiently for Bai Jingtan to sway around before pulling his left hand.

"The statue of Darwin is on the other side of the school history museum. You have to pass through the house in the middle and go to the opposite side."

The two walked in the dark, one behind the other, pulling their wrists.

The floor of the house was covered with sawdust and dust, and it was dark except for a little light from a crack in the door in the distance.

Add a scary bgm casually, and it can become a campus supernatural movie.

But when the two of them left, there was a clear temperature transmission from their hands, and they could also hear the faint breathing of the other party. This terrifying atmosphere added a bit of excitement to the adventure.

"Hey, Bai Jingtan, have you heard of a strange campus talk at Nanyang University?"

"what?"

Mu Nanyu deliberately wanted to scare him, so he made up a strange campus story.

"Do you know why this museum was relocated? It is said that a specimen of a six-month-old dead baby was originally placed in this museum for medical students to observe."

"But one day, when a medical student came to see this specimen, he forgot the time, and he didn't go back until the museum closed. When he walked to the entrance of the museum, the door had been locked by the administrator."

A gust of wind blew past, and Mu Nanyu's faint voice sounded softly.

"He thought about contacting his classmates and asking them to help the administrator to open the door, but when he turned on the phone, he found that the phone hadn't been able to connect to the signal for some reason."

"Just when he was wondering, he suddenly heard the faint cry of a baby in the silent museum."

The night wind blew the dilapidated door of the museum into a creaking sound. Mu Nanyu swallowed, moistened his throat, and continued.

"He thought he was hallucinating, and waited for a while, but found that the crying was getting louder and louder. He walked cautiously towards the direction of the crying."

"When he walked to the place where the specimens were stored, he saw a child standing in the corridor, with his back turned to him, and he couldn't see his face clearly."

"He thought that some teacher's child got lost and was locked up like him. He just wanted to go up and ask, but suddenly found that the counter for storing baby specimens beside him was empty..."

When Mu Nanyu talked about this, goosebumps already appeared on his hands, and he felt that he did a good job of weaving, so he gave Bai Jingtan a glance.

I wanted to see if the other party turned pale with fright.

As soon as he turned his head, he suddenly heard the shrill cry of a baby exploding in his ear.

In the darkness, Mu Nanyu was terrified all of a sudden, and instinctively leaned towards Baijingtan.

Almost plunged into Bai Jingtan's arms, still in shock.

"Fuck? What is it? Bai Jingtan, do you hear someone crying?"