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Wu Fei'er was the school's announcer, her voice pleasant to hear, especially when telling stories, which she made particularly vivid. Even though Lin You and I were used to it, whenever she began to speak, it felt like we were immediately drawn into a storytelling phase.
"Liya told us a story before she died. Later, while chatting with the Dormitory Matron, I happened to hear the exact same story. In Liya's case, it might have been the cause of her death, but in Aunt Wang's mouth, it became a rumor circulating in our dormitory building."
Lin You swallowed hard and urged, "Stop stalling, just tell us."
Wu Fei'er smiled, revealing her cute tiger teeth.
"It goes like this. Liya said that one night she went to the bathroom because she had an upset stomach. Accidentally, some toilet paper fell into the toilet. Just as she was about to call us, a hand suddenly reached out from beside her. The hand held two pieces of paper, one white and one yellow. Then an old voice asked, 'Choose one.' Faced with such a situation in the middle of the night, anyone would be startled. According to Liya, when she entered, all the stalls were empty, and she didn't hear anyone else outside. But by that time, it was already late at night, and not wanting to disturb us with a phone call, she randomly picked the white one. The hand then withdrew. When she left the bathroom, the old voice said again, 'Three days for white, seven days for yellow,' and then it disappeared. The next day, Liya told us about this incident and said that after the voice vanished, she saw a Hunched Old Woman slowly leaving with a cane through the crack of the bathroom door. She was terrified and hurried back to the dormitory."
Wu Fei'er paused here. Lin You and I remained silent, waiting for her to continue.
"After hearing this, we all said she must have seen it wrong; even Aunt Wang, the oldest in our dormitory, couldn't possibly be that Hunched Old Woman. She thought so too at first. However, by the next day, she started acting paranoid, insisting that she kept seeing that Old Woman swaying in front of her, telling her that on the third night, she would come to take her away and asked her to say goodbye to those around her. You know how sometimes Liya could be timid; we all reassured her that she was overthinking it. But on the third day during the daytime, she began distributing her belongings to everyone, saying that she was going to die soon and that keeping them was useless. She even called her family with a tone that sounded like a farewell! We all thought it was strange but didn’t think much of it; by nighttime we just went to sleep as usual. But on the fourth morning, there was a piercing scream from the bathroom that echoed throughout the entire floor. That’s when we found out Liya had died—right in the last stall—with cardiac arrest as the cause of death. And beside her lay just one word."
Lin You and I felt chills run down our spines. The story itself wasn't terrifying; however, Wu Fe'er's eloquence made us grip each other's hands tightly as she finished without offering any commentary.
"Are you scared?" Wu Fe'er turned back to look at us with a slight smile. "Honestly, I can't tell if it's true or not either. But I've heard my grandmother talk about such things since I was little; I prefer to believe there’s some truth in them rather than dismissing them outright. However, Liya's death is indeed very strange; I always thought of her as a little sister and didn’t want her to die an untimely death. And honestly, last night I dreamt of her—she was pleading for me to save her."
I asked curiously, "Save her?"
"Yes." Wu Fe'er nodded and stopped at the entrance of the dormitory. "She was tied up in that bathroom being burned by fire; she begged me to save her because it hurt so much and she wanted relief. But when I ran there, I couldn’t see her at all; maybe that's what they call a prophetic dream?"
At that moment in the dormitory building, Li Nuan Nuan came out. She was our vice class leader but didn’t live on the same floor as Wu Fe'er; still, they knew each other and greeted one another.
Just as we were about to go inside, Li Nuan Nuan suddenly grabbed my hand. "Anxin, what are you doing here?"
"Faye said there was something important regarding Liya."
"Liya?" Li Nuan Nuan frowned. "Isn't she—"
"She left something for Anxin before she passed away; that's why I brought her here. We're in a hurry; let’s go." Wu Fe'er abruptly interrupted Li Nuan Nuan's words with an urgent tone that suggested she wanted to conceal something.
At that moment, both Lin You and I thought she didn't want more people to know about the rumors of me being cursed.
When we arrived at their dormitory, I found Dream Dream and Xiao Bai were already there. As soon as they saw me, they happily pulled me inside.
"Anxin, you're here! Come in quickly."
"Xiao You, you’re here too?"
Lin You and I were dragged inside. The moment I stepped into the dorm, a familiar tremor surged in my heart. I paused for a moment, thinking, "Is it this feeling again?"
"What feeling?" Xiao Bai turned to ask me.
I frowned slightly; for some reason, I noticed a dark aura swirling above Xiao Bai's head.
Later, I learned that this dark aura represented misfortune and death.
Dream Dream looked at me and walked over. "Anxin, can you really curse? Li Li wasn't just talking nonsense? And what exactly is going on between you and Chu Fan? Today—"
Wu Fei'er tugged at her hand, and Dream Dream finally realized, sticking her tongue out at me. "Sorry, I forgot about your feelings for a moment."
"It's fine." I smiled lightly. "Actually, I can't do such things, but I have a friend who is a Taoist; maybe he can help."
Wu Fei'er and Xiao Bai exchanged glances but showed no signs of surprise. Their expressions turned strange for a brief moment before Wu Fei'er approached me and asked, "Is your friend male or female?"
"He's male!" For some reason, I saw Xiao Bai seem to relax at that moment, just as Wu Fei'er said, "That complicates things."
"Yeah, why don't you call Anxin and ask?" Lin You suggested while munching on sunflower seeds.
"Okay."
So I stepped out of the dormitory and called Molin. Before I could finish my sentence, he started scolding me right away. "Why are you asking me about this? Every restroom has its own weirdness; just avoid them. And remember not to get close to anyone with a light Eight Characters. That’s the restroom lady; if you don’t take her paper, just curse and leave. But if you take the paper, you’ll definitely die."
My eardrums throbbed from his scolding, and it took me a while to recover. "But Faye said she dreamed of Liya. Liya was in pain, crying out for help. She saw Liya tied up in the bathroom, being burned. What do you think is going on?"
Molin fell silent, and after a long pause, he replied, "How about this? You go tonight and see if you can encounter anything. I can't leave here right now; contact me tomorrow. Remember, you can only go alone. If there are too many people, it might not happen."
I stared at the phone that had been ruthlessly hung up, swallowing hard. Despite everything I had been through, I was still scared!
"Anxin, how did it go?"
Xiao Bai looked at me with admiration and asked playfully, "What did your friend say?"
"He said he has something to do tonight and can't make it. He wants me to check things out first and then report back."
"Oh, I see." Wu Fei'er didn't seem disappointed; she patted my shoulder. "That's fine; you all can stay over tonight!"
I glanced helplessly at Lin You and resigned myself to the situation.
That night, a gentle breeze blew outside, and the clouds obscured the moon, making the night feel even more desolate.
I remembered what Jun Chong had told me: on nights like this, it was best not to go out. The clouds wouldn't obscure the moon for no reason; if they did, it meant something sinister was at play. For those with a lighter fate, it was especially taboo to venture outside.
I had always remembered every word Jun Chong said, but now he was gone, his fate uncertain. Shizui had personally gone to Tianshan to search for him. What would I do if he couldn't be found?
Holding the Bonded Couple tightly in my palm, my heart ached painfully. The pain deepened with my longing for Jun Chong, becoming more severe.
"Anxin, don't worry. He will be fine. You need to be strong and believe in him." Lin You seemed to sense my unease; she held my hand gently and said softly, "Don't be too pessimistic about everything; life would be too bitter that way. Even if we take a step back and consider the worst-case scenario, if something really happened to him, I still hope you can live well. That would surely be Jun Chong's greatest wish."
"Yes, he always wanted me to live well. Without his permission, I cannot die. So no matter how much I suffer, I will wait for his return. I believe he will come back."
I bit my lip hard; even if it were the worst outcome possible, I would never accept it.
So Jun Chong, please make sure to come back because I'm waiting for you here.
Wu Fei'er glanced at the time and reminded me, "Anxin, it's almost time. Last time, Liya left around this hour."
I looked at the clock; it was two-thirty in the morning. I climbed out of bed and replied, "I know."
"Anxin, wear this outfit." Xiaobai got out of bed and handed me one of Liya's clothes. "This way, that ghost might think you are Liya and won't take you away. We're just worried about you; we hope you don't encounter anything."
"Alright, I'm leaving then."
"Wait." Lin You still seemed a bit uneasy about me going alone. "How about I accompany you?"
"It's fine; it's not my first time. Just wait here with them. If anything happens, just wait for me by the bathroom door."
"That works too." Wu Fei'er suggested, "Dream Dream, you and Xiaobai stay here in the dormitory. I'll go with Xiao You."
"Sounds good."
With the plan set, I put on Liya's clothes and headed toward the bathroom. The entire floor was enveloped in deep sleep, with only faint twilight filtering through the windows, providing no real illumination.
"I'm going in now."
I smiled slightly at the three of them, took a deep breath, and stepped inside. Before doing so, I had already taken out the Hairpin and inserted it into my hair for easy access.
As soon as my feet crossed the threshold, I heard a sound like a bell ringing—not the comforting tone of the Soul-Calling Bell but rather a dizzying sensation that made my head spin. Accompanied by tearing pain, it felt as if my brain were being crushed. The pain affected my vision; everything became blurry as my consciousness began to fade away.
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