July 15, 2023 by Wyrd
Several players watched as Song Yu washed his clothes clean, then put them on directly after spinning them dry in the washing machine, completely disregarding the fact that the clothes were not completely dry yet.
After putting on his clothes and holding a book, Song Yu glanced faintly at the player who had splattered ink on his clothes. Then, as usual, he lowered his head with a gloomy expression and hurriedly walked towards the classroom of class 1-1.
The viewers in the livestream room also caught that glance.
[Wow, he’s really intimidating. Why do I feel like he wants to kill the streamer? Even though he doesn’t seem to have any expression or killing intent.]
[No way, the streamer has helped him several times. He shouldn’t be the type to repay kindness with malice... If he is, then forget what I said.]
That player felt a chill down his spine from Song Yu’s glance and subconsciously took a step back.
It was already late, and afternoon classes had already begun. However, the players didn’t want to waste time on attending classes; they continued their investigation into the clues.
Because the former staff member who died had mentioned that the transfer student had the surname “Song,” and considering that Song Yu was somewhat peculiar, the players decided to start investigating about him.
Finding information about Song Yu was relatively easy. He came from a remote village and was admitted to the First High School through his exceptional academic achievements.
He was also an outstanding student, consistently ranking first in his grade. His daily life consisted of uninterrupted classes without being late or leaving early, making him the type of diligent student teachers favored.
However, he had some eccentricities. He always kept his head down, exuding a gloomy atmosphere, and his personality seemed quite timid. Even when faced with school bullying, he would neither speak up nor resist.
It sounded remarkably similar to the transfer student from before—both were the first in their grade, both had peculiar personalities, and both shared the surname “Song.”
There must be something wrong with this Song Yu. Perhaps he could be the breakthrough in this dungeon.
The players reached a consensus and decided to go to the archive room they had visited before to find Song Yu’s file.
The files contained more detailed information about the students, so there might be some clues to be found there.
However, several players encountered trouble before reaching the archives room at the school.
As they passed by the teaching building, they noticed a group of students gathered together, seemingly watching something interesting. Everyone raised their heads and looked up, so the group followed their gaze.
At the edge of the rooftop of the teaching building, there was a person standing. This person had already crossed the safety railing of the rooftop, with their entire body outside. Their feet were only standing on a ledge less than 3cm wide. The wind blew their school uniform, creating a chilling arc.
It was as if they were about to commit suicide.
And that person was Song Yu.
The players’ hearts sank as they saw Song Yu, who was about to fall. They immediately rushed towards the scene as fast as they could, hoping to save the person.
After all, they hadn’t figured out Song Yu’s situation yet, and no one knew what would happen if he died.
However, before they could reach the base of the teaching building, a figure fell straight down.
In less than three seconds, the figure crashed onto the ground, blood instantly splattering out. The person’s body contorted into a twisted state, even his head turned 360 degrees. The strong smell of blood spread instantly.
It was a nauseating and repulsive smell.
In a moment that no one in First High School noticed, the space seemed to twist briefly and then quickly returned to normal.
However, the sunlight seemed to lose its warmth. Even looking directly at the sun was no longer dazzling. It felt as if it had become a useless ornament. In the dark corners, a black mist began to gradually spread.
The entire space seemed to be filled with a sense of danger and fear.
Yet, no one noticed.
***
After finishing the physical education class, Ruan Qing left the field pretending that he had something to do. He didn’t want Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi to follow him, fearing that they might see through his intentions.
He had originally intended to find a corner to sit and relax, but unexpectedly, he ran into Su Zhiwei. Su Zhiwei was holding some documents and was accompanied by a few other teachers, who also had documents in their hands. It was unclear whether they were heading to a meeting or had just finished one.
Upon seeing Ruan Qing, Su Zhiwei gestured for the other teachers to go ahead and then looked at Ruan Qing. “Have you had lunch?”
Ruan Qing hesitated for a moment, but ultimately shook his head.
“Let’s go. Let’s go to my office, and I’ll have the housekeeper bring us some food,” Su Zhiwei said naturally as he held Ruan Qing’s hand, as if they were truly a couple deeply in love, paying no attention to the gazes of others.
He didn’t even care that they were in school.
Ruan Qing wanted to retrieve his hand, but Su Zhiwei’s grip was firm. Although it wasn’t painful, Ruan Qing couldn’t break free.
Ruan Qing could only speak up, “Let go.”
Instead of releasing his grip, Su Zhiwei tightened it a bit, expressing his stance.
Unable to break free, Ruan Qing coldly warned, “Su Zhiwei! We’re in school.”
“What about it?” Su Zhiwei glanced at Ruan Qing, seemingly not understanding his point.
Expressionless, Ruan Qing said, “The rules of the First High School explicitly state that students are not allowed to be in romantic relationships.”
“Oh,” Su Zhiwei nonchalantly pushed his glasses with his other hand and said, “I’ll change the rules later when I go back.”
His demeanor was extremely refined, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Perhaps it wasn’t just an appearance; that’s exactly what he was.
In the end, Ruan Qing still followed Su Zhiwei to his office.
Su Zhiwei was busy during office hours. As soon as he entered the office, teachers came to him for signature verification. The housekeeper brought the food, but he was still busy.
Without waiting for him, Ruan Qing began eating by himself.
In order to avoid Su Zhiwei in the morning, Ruan Qing hadn’t eaten breakfast before coming to school, so he was indeed feeling hungry at this point.
Su Zhiwei took a brief glance at Ruan Qing and didn’t say much. He directly put down the documents and walked over to sit beside Ruan Qing, eating together with him.
Su Zhiwei’s way of eating also gave off an elegant feeling, and he was very considerate. He had prepared tissues and water for Ruan Qing within his reach.
Perhaps due to work hours, people were constantly coming in and out of the office. The two of them quietly finished their lunch.
After Ruan Qing finished eating, Su Zhiwei cleaned up the utensils and other trash. He even considered the fact that Ruan Qing didn’t like the smell and sprayed some perfume in the office.
It smelled just like the perfume Ruan Qing encountered when they met at the cafeteria last time.
It wasn’t overpowering, but rather a delicate and pleasant fragrance that didn’t make people uncomfortable.
Once Su Zhiwei finished tidying up, he sat next to Ruan Qing. However, upon seeing this, Ruan Qing stood up directly and began walking towards the office door, clearly showing his disdain for Su Zhiwei.
But just as Ruan Qing was about to leave the office, Su Zhiwei grabbed his hand with one hand, pulling him back, and with the other hand, he closed the office door.
He then slightly lowered his hand to protect Ruan Qing’s head, pressing him against the door. With one hand holding his waist belt, the entire action was very smooth, as if it had been practiced countless times.
Ruan Qing was still somewhat stunned and stared blankly at the person in front of him.
Su Zhiwei’s head slightly lowered, and when Ruan Qing realized what was happening, he instinctively tried to back away. However, there was a door behind him, so he couldn’t retreat.
The distance between the two of them was extremely close, close enough to smell each other’s breath.
Su Zhiwei’s tall figure enveloped Ruan Qing, even though he still wore glasses at the moment, the gentle and amiable feeling diminished slightly, replaced by a sense of aggression. He gave off a strong and oppressive aura, as if he wanted to devour and dominate Ruan Qing.
This posture was quite precarious. Unable to push Su Zhiwei away, Ruan Qing turned his head and coldly said, “Su Zhiwei, let go.”
However, instead of letting go, Su Zhiwei held him even tighter. Ruan Qing raised his head and angrily glared at the person in front of him, saying, “Su Zhiwei! What are you doing!?”
Su Zhiwei looked at the person before him, who was stunningly beautiful, and spoke in a low voice with a serious tone. The deep voice carried a sense of indulgence and coaxing. “Little ancestor, let Uncle give you a kiss... How about it?”
His voice was lowered to the point that only Ruan Qing could hear it.
Perhaps because it was so low, the deep voice had a hint of magnetism, as if Su Zhiwei was trying to reach into the depths of one’s heart. His seemingly frivolous words didn’t sound superficial, but instead carried a subtle charm, causing the listener’s heart to involuntarily quicken.
Ruan Qing, with an expressionless face, responded, “No.”
After saying that, Ruan Qing once again exerted force, trying to push Su Zhiwei away.
But Su Zhiwei quickly grabbed the hand that reached out to push him away, gently held it in his own, and exerted a slight force with the hand that embraced Ruan Qing’s waist, drawing the person in his arms closer to himself.
Ruan Qing watched as the person before him came closer once again, and softly whispered, “Just one kiss, and I’ll tell you what you want to know. How about that?”
His tone was incredibly gentle, as if he was a strange uncle leading a little girl astray, full of tenderness and coaxing, making it impossible for anyone to refuse.
Without hesitation, Ruan Qing rejected once again, “No.”
It was as if Su Zhiwei hadn’t heard Ruan Qing’s refusal at all. With deep, contemplative eyes, he reached out and touched Ruan Qing’s face, emanating a mixture of gentleness and tenderness.
The person in his arms seemed to be a little angry. Pure and clear, phoenix-like eyes filled with a mist of irritation, glaring at him with anger, yet lacking any intimidation. Instead, they shone brightly like stars.
The pristine eyes reflected his figure as if he was his whole world, making one yearn to have him forever gazing at them, and only at them.
Su Zhiwei’s gaze darkened slightly. He lightly pressed his foot against the space between Ruan Qing’s legs, drawing closer once again. With his hand caressing the other person’s neck, he raised the other’s chin slightly and leaned in.
Just as Su Zhiwei was about to kiss Ruan Qing, his phone suddenly rang, catching him off guard. The ringtone carried a sense of urgency, which was particularly grating at this moment.
Su Zhiwei’s movement paused for a moment, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He contemplated whether to ignore the phone or continue with what he was doing.
July 15, 2023 by Wyrd
Several players watched as Song Yu washed his clothes clean, then put them on directly after spinning them dry in the washing machine, completely disregarding the fact that the clothes were not completely dry yet.
After putting on his clothes and holding a book, Song Yu glanced faintly at the player who had splattered ink on his clothes. Then, as usual, he lowered his head with a gloomy expression and hurriedly walked towards the classroom of class 1-1.
The viewers in the livestream room also caught that glance.
[Wow, he’s really intimidating. Why do I feel like he wants to kill the streamer? Even though he doesn’t seem to have any expression or killing intent.]
[No way, the streamer has helped him several times. He shouldn’t be the type to repay kindness with malice... If he is, then forget what I said.]
That player felt a chill down his spine from Song Yu’s glance and subconsciously took a step back.
It was already late, and afternoon classes had already begun. However, the players didn’t want to waste time on attending classes; they continued their investigation into the clues.
Because the former staff member who died had mentioned that the transfer student had the surname “Song,” and considering that Song Yu was somewhat peculiar, the players decided to start investigating about him.
Finding information about Song Yu was relatively easy. He came from a remote village and was admitted to the First High School through his exceptional academic achievements.
He was also an outstanding student, consistently ranking first in his grade. His daily life consisted of uninterrupted classes without being late or leaving early, making him the type of diligent student teachers favored.
However, he had some eccentricities. He always kept his head down, exuding a gloomy atmosphere, and his personality seemed quite timid. Even when faced with school bullying, he would neither speak up nor resist.
It sounded remarkably similar to the transfer student from before—both were the first in their grade, both had peculiar personalities, and both shared the surname “Song.”
There must be something wrong with this Song Yu. Perhaps he could be the breakthrough in this dungeon.
The players reached a consensus and decided to go to the archive room they had visited before to find Song Yu’s file.
The files contained more detailed information about the students, so there might be some clues to be found there.
However, several players encountered trouble before reaching the archives room at the school.
As they passed by the teaching building, they noticed a group of students gathered together, seemingly watching something interesting. Everyone raised their heads and looked up, so the group followed their gaze.
At the edge of the rooftop of the teaching building, there was a person standing. This person had already crossed the safety railing of the rooftop, with their entire body outside. Their feet were only standing on a ledge less than 3cm wide. The wind blew their school uniform, creating a chilling arc.
It was as if they were about to commit suicide.
And that person was Song Yu.
The players’ hearts sank as they saw Song Yu, who was about to fall. They immediately rushed towards the scene as fast as they could, hoping to save the person.
After all, they hadn’t figured out Song Yu’s situation yet, and no one knew what would happen if he died.
However, before they could reach the base of the teaching building, a figure fell straight down.
In less than three seconds, the figure crashed onto the ground, blood instantly splattering out. The person’s body contorted into a twisted state, even his head turned 360 degrees. The strong smell of blood spread instantly.
It was a nauseating and repulsive smell.
In a moment that no one in First High School noticed, the space seemed to twist briefly and then quickly returned to normal.
However, the sunlight seemed to lose its warmth. Even looking directly at the sun was no longer dazzling. It felt as if it had become a useless ornament. In the dark corners, a black mist began to gradually spread.
The entire space seemed to be filled with a sense of danger and fear.
Yet, no one noticed.
***
After finishing the physical education class, Ruan Qing left the field pretending that he had something to do. He didn’t want Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi to follow him, fearing that they might see through his intentions.
He had originally intended to find a corner to sit and relax, but unexpectedly, he ran into Su Zhiwei. Su Zhiwei was holding some documents and was accompanied by a few other teachers, who also had documents in their hands. It was unclear whether they were heading to a meeting or had just finished one.
Upon seeing Ruan Qing, Su Zhiwei gestured for the other teachers to go ahead and then looked at Ruan Qing. “Have you had lunch?”
Ruan Qing hesitated for a moment, but ultimately shook his head.
“Let’s go. Let’s go to my office, and I’ll have the housekeeper bring us some food,” Su Zhiwei said naturally as he held Ruan Qing’s hand, as if they were truly a couple deeply in love, paying no attention to the gazes of others.
He didn’t even care that they were in school.
Ruan Qing wanted to retrieve his hand, but Su Zhiwei’s grip was firm. Although it wasn’t painful, Ruan Qing couldn’t break free.
Ruan Qing could only speak up, “Let go.”
Instead of releasing his grip, Su Zhiwei tightened it a bit, expressing his stance.
Unable to break free, Ruan Qing coldly warned, “Su Zhiwei! We’re in school.”
“What about it?” Su Zhiwei glanced at Ruan Qing, seemingly not understanding his point.
Expressionless, Ruan Qing said, “The rules of the First High School explicitly state that students are not allowed to be in romantic relationships.”
“Oh,” Su Zhiwei nonchalantly pushed his glasses with his other hand and said, “I’ll change the rules later when I go back.”
His demeanor was extremely refined, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Perhaps it wasn’t just an appearance; that’s exactly what he was.
In the end, Ruan Qing still followed Su Zhiwei to his office.
Su Zhiwei was busy during office hours. As soon as he entered the office, teachers came to him for signature verification. The housekeeper brought the food, but he was still busy.
Without waiting for him, Ruan Qing began eating by himself.
In order to avoid Su Zhiwei in the morning, Ruan Qing hadn’t eaten breakfast before coming to school, so he was indeed feeling hungry at this point.
Su Zhiwei took a brief glance at Ruan Qing and didn’t say much. He directly put down the documents and walked over to sit beside Ruan Qing, eating together with him.
Su Zhiwei’s way of eating also gave off an elegant feeling, and he was very considerate. He had prepared tissues and water for Ruan Qing within his reach.
Perhaps due to work hours, people were constantly coming in and out of the office. The two of them quietly finished their lunch.
After Ruan Qing finished eating, Su Zhiwei cleaned up the utensils and other trash. He even considered the fact that Ruan Qing didn’t like the smell and sprayed some perfume in the office.
It smelled just like the perfume Ruan Qing encountered when they met at the cafeteria last time.
It wasn’t overpowering, but rather a delicate and pleasant fragrance that didn’t make people uncomfortable.
Once Su Zhiwei finished tidying up, he sat next to Ruan Qing. However, upon seeing this, Ruan Qing stood up directly and began walking towards the office door, clearly showing his disdain for Su Zhiwei.
But just as Ruan Qing was about to leave the office, Su Zhiwei grabbed his hand with one hand, pulling him back, and with the other hand, he closed the office door.
He then slightly lowered his hand to protect Ruan Qing’s head, pressing him against the door. With one hand holding his waist belt, the entire action was very smooth, as if it had been practiced countless times.
Ruan Qing was still somewhat stunned and stared blankly at the person in front of him.
Su Zhiwei’s head slightly lowered, and when Ruan Qing realized what was happening, he instinctively tried to back away. However, there was a door behind him, so he couldn’t retreat.
The distance between the two of them was extremely close, close enough to smell each other’s breath.
Su Zhiwei’s tall figure enveloped Ruan Qing, even though he still wore glasses at the moment, the gentle and amiable feeling diminished slightly, replaced by a sense of aggression. He gave off a strong and oppressive aura, as if he wanted to devour and dominate Ruan Qing.
This posture was quite precarious. Unable to push Su Zhiwei away, Ruan Qing turned his head and coldly said, “Su Zhiwei, let go.”
However, instead of letting go, Su Zhiwei held him even tighter. Ruan Qing raised his head and angrily glared at the person in front of him, saying, “Su Zhiwei! What are you doing!?”
Su Zhiwei looked at the person before him, who was stunningly beautiful, and spoke in a low voice with a serious tone. The deep voice carried a sense of indulgence and coaxing. “Little ancestor, let Uncle give you a kiss... How about it?”
His voice was lowered to the point that only Ruan Qing could hear it.
Perhaps because it was so low, the deep voice had a hint of magnetism, as if Su Zhiwei was trying to reach into the depths of one’s heart. His seemingly frivolous words didn’t sound superficial, but instead carried a subtle charm, causing the listener’s heart to involuntarily quicken.
Ruan Qing, with an expressionless face, responded, “No.”
After saying that, Ruan Qing once again exerted force, trying to push Su Zhiwei away.
But Su Zhiwei quickly grabbed the hand that reached out to push him away, gently held it in his own, and exerted a slight force with the hand that embraced Ruan Qing’s waist, drawing the person in his arms closer to himself.
Ruan Qing watched as the person before him came closer once again, and softly whispered, “Just one kiss, and I’ll tell you what you want to know. How about that?”
His tone was incredibly gentle, as if he was a strange uncle leading a little girl astray, full of tenderness and coaxing, making it impossible for anyone to refuse.
Without hesitation, Ruan Qing rejected once again, “No.”
It was as if Su Zhiwei hadn’t heard Ruan Qing’s refusal at all. With deep, contemplative eyes, he reached out and touched Ruan Qing’s face, emanating a mixture of gentleness and tenderness.
The person in his arms seemed to be a little angry. Pure and clear, phoenix-like eyes filled with a mist of irritation, glaring at him with anger, yet lacking any intimidation. Instead, they shone brightly like stars.
The pristine eyes reflected his figure as if he was his whole world, making one yearn to have him forever gazing at them, and only at them.
Su Zhiwei’s gaze darkened slightly. He lightly pressed his foot against the space between Ruan Qing’s legs, drawing closer once again. With his hand caressing the other person’s neck, he raised the other’s chin slightly and leaned in.
Just as Su Zhiwei was about to kiss Ruan Qing, his phone suddenly rang, catching him off guard. The ringtone carried a sense of urgency, which was particularly grating at this moment.
Su Zhiwei’s movement paused for a moment, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He contemplated whether to ignore the phone or continue with what he was doing.
