It is not unreasonable to protect something you love. Judging from her appearance, it seems that the headless girl is telling the truth.
Lu Yibei still had to ask her what exactly the problem was. If it is within his scope, he will come to campus at night to deal with it.
However, if it is too difficult of a task, then the number that you are calling is unavailable!
“I can help you look for Professor Ma and ask him if he can find the girl you’re looking for,” Yibei proposed. “But I can’t guarantee that you can find her, and I think it’s best if you tell me what the problem is so that I can tell her.”
“You’re right,” she nodded, and her head turned to the staff dormitories. “I don’t know what exactly happened, but if you aren’t scared of me, you can come with me to go take a look.”
“The staff dorms…?” he said, and he suddenly remembered what the security guard had said earlier. “Did you see the counsellor getting attacked?”
“What? How did you know?” she said. “I didn’t see it, but I felt it. I knew it was real when I overheard some girls talking about how a counsellor had been sent to the mental institute.”
“Alright. Let’s go take a look.”
As they walked down Cherry Blossom Avenue, his eyes drifted back towards the headless girl, leading her so as to avoid other students bumping into her.
‘I think it’s best if they don’t run into her. Just in case.’
“It’s alright, really,” she spoke as if aware of his thoughts. “Before this, I tried to find somebody who could see me, but they couldn’t.”
“I see,” he replied. “Is there any other reason why you want to stay here? There’s no reason for you to want to appear to people if you just like it here.”
“Well, I want to repay the three people who laid flowers at my memorial and paid homage to me.”
Just three? He thought. ‘Didn’t Professor Ma say that there were many people mourning for her?’
“And I want to find the person who killed me.”
Sure enough, there were other reasons for her to remain her, but it didn’t seem malicious.
“It’s been so long, and I’m not sure whether he’s still here… He must still be here, right…?”
As soon as her words fell, her face darkened, and the black mist hovering around her body became thicker. Yibei’s eyes burnt slightly, and he could feel a biting chill down his spine.
“No. He’s still here. I can feel it.”
What? He thought to himself. ‘He’s still here? Is he a student or a teacher…?’
“Do you happen to know who killed you? Maybe I can help you a little.”
Yibei couldn’t help but curse himself inwardly for his tendency to help other people in need.
“I forgot what he looks like,” she replied with a distant voice, and her eyes trembled slightly.
“How do you even forget your murderer?” he blurted out. “You don’t forget your name. Right? So how is that?”
“I… I did forget my name.”
“Oh.”
‘Could it be that her memory is scattered? Or could it be that… it’s just simply leaking out through her neck?’
“We’re here,” the girl called out, and before Yibei knew it, they were already at the staff dorms.
The girl pointed towards the second floor, and on the balcony, he could see a familiar coat—the same coat that Counsellor Xue wore on their first meeting.
The coat swayed gently in the wind; the windows were shut; the curtains were drawn. It was nothing special, but it made him feel uneasy.
“Let’s go up and take a look.”
The two of them walked past the security podium, but the girl rushed forward and held Yibei’s hand, and the security guard, painting her nails, didn’t acknowledge both of their existence.
Woah, he thought to himself. ‘To think I made up all those excuses.’
They soon came to Counsellor Xue’s dorm room; it was locked shut, but the girl simply phased through the door. A few seconds later, the doorknob turned, and the girl let Yibei in.
Yibei hurriedly sneaked inside and quickly shut the door.
He turned around to take a look and was immediately shocked by what he saw.
It is a single room of about 30 square metres, with a single bed near the door, a desk next to the bed, and a bookshelf next to the desk.
The windows near the balcony were like a living area, with carpets and two single sofas. From the outside, it looked cosy and warm.
However, the messy, dark photos that were hung haphazardly on the walls destroyed this sense of warmth, filling one with unease.
Yibei carefully looked at the photos and frowned. He knew Counsellor Xue enjoyed photography from gossip; it’s a common hobby enjoyed by many, but after seeing the photos, he thought that his hobby may not be that simple.
Almost every photo was dark and gloomy.
The contents of the photos were almost all statues: bronze statues in the park of the University, the statue of Confucius in front of the library, mannequins thrown at the garbage dump, and clown statues in an abandoned playground…
The photos were all overexposed and taken at a weird angle, which filled Yibei with a sense of dread.
He swore that some of the statues were staring at him.
‘It’s no wonder he encountered an urban legend, dabbling in strange stuff all the time.’
The girl patted him gently on the shoulder and pointed to a picture that fell beside the sofa.
“Is that photo related to the thing you’re scared of on campus?”
“Yes.”
He carefully walked over to the picture, picked it up, and studied it; it seemed to be taken from the sports equipment closet. In the dimly lit corridor, a pale old man could be seen, wearing a colourful shroud with a stooped figure, and…
He held a scarlet lantern in his hand, and his head was unnaturally turned to the camera. His lifeless face stared straight through the camera lenses.
Yibei swore he could see him blink.
It is not unreasonable to protect something you love. Judging from her appearance, it seems that the headless girl is telling the truth.
Lu Yibei still had to ask her what exactly the problem was. If it is within his scope, he will come to campus at night to deal with it.
However, if it is too difficult of a task, then the number that you are calling is unavailable!
“I can help you look for Professor Ma and ask him if he can find the girl you’re looking for,” Yibei proposed. “But I can’t guarantee that you can find her, and I think it’s best if you tell me what the problem is so that I can tell her.”
“You’re right,” she nodded, and her head turned to the staff dormitories. “I don’t know what exactly happened, but if you aren’t scared of me, you can come with me to go take a look.”
“The staff dorms…?” he said, and he suddenly remembered what the security guard had said earlier. “Did you see the counsellor getting attacked?”
“What? How did you know?” she said. “I didn’t see it, but I felt it. I knew it was real when I overheard some girls talking about how a counsellor had been sent to the mental institute.”
“Alright. Let’s go take a look.”
As they walked down Cherry Blossom Avenue, his eyes drifted back towards the headless girl, leading her so as to avoid other students bumping into her.
‘I think it’s best if they don’t run into her. Just in case.’
“It’s alright, really,” she spoke as if aware of his thoughts. “Before this, I tried to find somebody who could see me, but they couldn’t.”
“I see,” he replied. “Is there any other reason why you want to stay here? There’s no reason for you to want to appear to people if you just like it here.”
“Well, I want to repay the three people who laid flowers at my memorial and paid homage to me.”
Just three? He thought. ‘Didn’t Professor Ma say that there were many people mourning for her?’
“And I want to find the person who killed me.”
Sure enough, there were other reasons for her to remain her, but it didn’t seem malicious.
“It’s been so long, and I’m not sure whether he’s still here… He must still be here, right…?”
As soon as her words fell, her face darkened, and the black mist hovering around her body became thicker. Yibei’s eyes burnt slightly, and he could feel a biting chill down his spine.
“No. He’s still here. I can feel it.”
What? He thought to himself. ‘He’s still here? Is he a student or a teacher…?’
“Do you happen to know who killed you? Maybe I can help you a little.”
Yibei couldn’t help but curse himself inwardly for his tendency to help other people in need.
“I forgot what he looks like,” she replied with a distant voice, and her eyes trembled slightly.
“How do you even forget your murderer?” he blurted out. “You don’t forget your name. Right? So how is that?”
“I… I did forget my name.”
“Oh.”
‘Could it be that her memory is scattered? Or could it be that… it’s just simply leaking out through her neck?’
“We’re here,” the girl called out, and before Yibei knew it, they were already at the staff dorms.
The girl pointed towards the second floor, and on the balcony, he could see a familiar coat—the same coat that Counsellor Xue wore on their first meeting.
The coat swayed gently in the wind; the windows were shut; the curtains were drawn. It was nothing special, but it made him feel uneasy.
“Let’s go up and take a look.”
The two of them walked past the security podium, but the girl rushed forward and held Yibei’s hand, and the security guard, painting her nails, didn’t acknowledge both of their existence.
Woah, he thought to himself. ‘To think I made up all those excuses.’
They soon came to Counsellor Xue’s dorm room; it was locked shut, but the girl simply phased through the door. A few seconds later, the doorknob turned, and the girl let Yibei in.
Yibei hurriedly sneaked inside and quickly shut the door.
He turned around to take a look and was immediately shocked by what he saw.
It is a single room of about 30 square metres, with a single bed near the door, a desk next to the bed, and a bookshelf next to the desk.
The windows near the balcony were like a living area, with carpets and two single sofas. From the outside, it looked cosy and warm.
However, the messy, dark photos that were hung haphazardly on the walls destroyed this sense of warmth, filling one with unease.
Yibei carefully looked at the photos and frowned. He knew Counsellor Xue enjoyed photography from gossip; it’s a common hobby enjoyed by many, but after seeing the photos, he thought that his hobby may not be that simple.
Almost every photo was dark and gloomy.
The contents of the photos were almost all statues: bronze statues in the park of the University, the statue of Confucius in front of the library, mannequins thrown at the garbage dump, and clown statues in an abandoned playground…
The photos were all overexposed and taken at a weird angle, which filled Yibei with a sense of dread.
He swore that some of the statues were staring at him.
‘It’s no wonder he encountered an urban legend, dabbling in strange stuff all the time.’
The girl patted him gently on the shoulder and pointed to a picture that fell beside the sofa.
“Is that photo related to the thing you’re scared of on campus?”
“Yes.”
He carefully walked over to the picture, picked it up, and studied it; it seemed to be taken from the sports equipment closet. In the dimly lit corridor, a pale old man could be seen, wearing a colourful shroud with a stooped figure, and…
He held a scarlet lantern in his hand, and his head was unnaturally turned to the camera. His lifeless face stared straight through the camera lenses.
Yibei swore he could see him blink.
