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Without hesitation, she headed to Room 308, clutching her blanket after the Dormitory Supervisor finished checking the rooms.
Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan said nothing; this kind of dormitory conflict was something I had to handle myself.
Rice had mentioned that Room 308 had a heavy Eerie Aura, so much so that even he wanted to stay away. If Zhang Mengdi really went there, she surely wouldn't encounter anything good.
But I had already tried to persuade them, yet none of these three listened to me; they all stood their ground.
Reluctantly, I got out of bed, grabbed my blanket, and followed Zhang Mengdi.
"Wheat, where are you going?" Gao Lele finally spoke up.
I replied irritably, "You can't just let her go alone! You know what Room 308 is like; are you sending her to her death?"
"That's not as exaggerated as you say," Gao Lele muttered, not saying anything more.
I retorted, "If it's not that serious, then why did you move here?"
Gao Lele didn't answer. I was too tired to argue further. Usually, I supported her because she was my close friend, and I often helped her bully Zhang Mengdi. But some things were serious; the earthquake had destroyed Su Anrong's ridiculous setup, and Lin Xiuyu and her mother were ancient Old Ghosts. Who knew how many spirits were lurking in the back mountains?
With such a heavy Eerie Aura in Room 308, it was unclear what might be hiding inside. Disliking Zhang Mengdi was one thing, but joking with her life was another. I wouldn't allow that to happen.
As I quietly approached the door of Room 308, I saw Zhang Mengdi struggling to unlock it, her hands trembling so much that she dropped the wire several times.
It seemed she was quite scared. When she heard me coming, she startled and dropped the wire on the ground.
"Wheat, what are you doing here?"
"Although I find you quite annoying, you're not all bad at heart. Aside from that incident at the mental hospital, you haven't really caused me any substantial harm. I can't just stand by and watch you throw your life away."
She stared at me for a long time without saying anything, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, she threw her arms around me and cried, "I knew you wouldn't abandon me. It was worth calling you 'big sister' for so long."
I pulled her away, "You’ve only called me that a few times. After the last time, you stopped. It hasn't been that long."
Wiping her tears, she smiled and said, "I've always been calling you in my heart."
Damn it, no wonder I feel like I'm aging so quickly; it's all because of you.
To my surprise, Zhang Mengdi, a beautiful girl, was surprisingly adept at picking locks. With me around, she seemed much less nervous. She picked up the wire from the ground and swiftly unlocked the door in one smooth motion.
"You'd think you're a seasoned thief," I teased.
Zhang Mengdi replied somewhat sadly, "It's because I've practiced many times before. I was already prepared to spend a night here. I really came last time; you all didn't believe me. I couldn't help it."
Seeing her look so wronged, I patted her shoulder and said, "Alright, I believe you."
Zhang Mengdi instantly brightened up and shoved the blanket into my arms. "Come on, Wheat, let's take a picture at the door for keepsake, so that little Gao Lele won't deny that I've been here again."
I quickly opened the door for her to take a picture of the unlocked entrance before we stepped into the dormitory together.
To be honest, I was quite scared inside. Although this used to be my dorm room, after being vacant for so many days, I'd almost forgotten what it originally looked like.
With me there, however, Zhang Mengdi seemed to have gained confidence; she wasn't scared at all and appeared quite excited. As soon as we entered the dormitory, she turned on the lights.
My heart suddenly relaxed: "So the light can still be turned on." I had been thinking about ghosts and forgot all about this. Surrounded by the dead birds.
"Of course, you used to live here, didn't you? How could you not know this?" Zhang Mengdi had just finished speaking when the light went out with a 'click,' and no matter how we tried to turn it back on, it wouldn't work.
"You jinx," Zhang Mengdi scolded lightly. "Well, now we can only rely on the light from outside. Wheat, which bed are you going to sleep in?"
"I'll take my old bed," I said as I approached my former bed. I pulled down the blanket and felt an inexplicable panic rise within me; it seemed like there was someone lying on the bed, covered with a white sheet.
Summoning my courage, I reached out to touch the bed. Aside from my own blanket, there was nothing there, which eased my mind a bit. It seemed I was just imagining things again.
How could such things appear in our old dormitory?
Zhang Mengdi happily sat down on the bed next to mine and spread her blanket. "Then I'll sleep here."
The bed she chose was the one Siyuan used to sleep in. I hesitated to say anything that might frighten her and swallowed the words that were on the tip of my tongue.
After tidying up a bit, we carefully lay down on our beds. It was a familiar place, but no longer filled with familiar faces. As I thought about the times when the four of us would play around in the dormitory, a wave of sadness washed over me.
Things have changed, and so have people.
Zhang Mengdi was excitedly tossing and turning on her bed. "Wheat, are you scared?"
"I should be asking you that."
"I was pretty scared at first, but with you here, it's not so bad. Anyway, once we fall asleep, it'll be fine. I sleep very deeply. When I wake up tomorrow, we'll officially be roommates! Wheat, are you happy?"
I admire Zhang Mengdi's keen insight. Does she really think I would be happy to become her roommate?
I didn’t respond to her. I was only here to keep her out of trouble, not to make her my roommate. But seeing her so excited, I felt a bit reluctant to dampen her spirits.
Sigh, Youmai Vegetable, you’re about to be turned into a pure white lotus.
The dormitory was eerily quiet, so quiet it felt suffocating. Soon, I could hear Zhang Mengdi’s soft snoring. I suddenly felt like a meddlesome bystander; while I was still worried, she was sleeping so soundly.
Who is being punished here?
I lay in bed, afraid to move. Images of someone lying on each bed kept popping into my mind, but now I dared not verify them. I tightly closed my eyes, fearing something might suddenly appear.
Just as I was about to drift off to sleep, the bed suddenly jolted, startling me awake. All I saw was the bed board above me—nothing else. Thank goodness! I patted my chest and prepared to go back to sleep.
But then Zhang Mengdi suddenly sat up and shouted, “Where do you think you’re running? I’ll beat you up!” She pointed at the empty air in front of her and yelled, nearly scaring the life out of me.
Sister, if you’re sleepwalking, you should have said so! This is really terrifying!
I had heard that one shouldn’t easily wake a sleepwalker; otherwise, they might scare themselves and even be in danger. So I didn’t dare wake her up and could only pretend not to see.
Who would have thought that Zhang Mengdi would suddenly start laughing again? She reached out with both hands as if she were holding something in her arms and giggled, “Got you! I told you not to run, but you still ran! Hehe!”
Oh my gosh, sister, please just be quiet!
I’m already scared out of my wits without any ghosts; now you’ve scared me to death!
I was restless, unable to sleep, while Zhang Mengdi sat there, flailing her arms and laughing as if she were playing with someone.
Was this sleepwalking lasting too long?
I felt something was off and called her name twice, but she continued to laugh uncontrollably, occasionally reaching out into the air as if trying to grab something, without responding to me.
I quickly got out of bed and approached her, calling out again, "Zhang Mengdi."
I rummaged through my pockets; earlier, Qiao Ziyuan had given me two talismans. I wondered if they would work. After searching for a while, I finally found one. I hurriedly picked up the talisman that read "One Two Three Wooden Man" and stuck it on Zhang Mengdi's forehead.
Sure enough, she stopped moving and laughing.
It worked!
I felt a surge of joy, but the next moment, I saw her turn her face toward me with an annoyed expression. "Wheat, what did you stick on my forehead?" she said as she pulled the talisman off. "You actually used a talisman on me? I'm not a ghost!"
After saying that, Zhang Mengdi swiftly slapped the talisman onto my forehead. "You idiot! How dare you stick that on me!"
I realized that coming to Room 308 with her was a mistake. I tried to tear the talisman off my forehead, but it seemed like something was wrong.
My mouth began to count uncontrollably: "One, two, three, wooden man." After saying that, I found myself completely unable to move.
Oh my god, what is happening? Why does this talisman work on me? I'm a living person! A real living person! No wait, according to Su Anrong's words, it seems I can hardly be considered human anymore.
That's right; even my heart is virtual. How could I possibly be human? I'm a Supreme Spirit Tool; I'm merely a vessel—at most, just a humanoid spirit tool.
So am I just a type of Spirit? Otherwise, how could I be bound by Qiao Ziyuan's talisman?
Zhang Mengdi didn't expect that I would be trapped; she looked at me in disbelief and suddenly screamed, "Oh my God, you are Ghost Wheat!"
She got out of bed and started rummaging around. I was right in front of her; there was no way she could find anything elsewhere.
However, she patted the empty bed across from us and called out, "Wheat, hey, Wheat, wake up!"
No way, there really were people on those two beds.
I wanted to tell Zhang Mengdi to stop. If there was something up there, it was definitely a ghost. The consequences of waking it up would be unimaginable.
After a few pats with no response, Zhang Mengdi shook the bed and said, "Wheat, hurry up! There's a ghost coming!"
With that shake, the things that had been lying straight on the two beds suddenly sat up straight. Zhang Mengdi seemed possessed as she laughed and said, "Wheat, you finally woke up! Look, there's a ghost over there that I've trapped. Praise me!"
Praise you? You’ve really gotten us into trouble, Zhang Mengdi!
I couldn't see the ghost's face; I only saw them sitting there motionless. Suddenly, their hands stiffly emerged from under the white blanket. The two ghosts gestured in the air as if communicating something.
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