Lu Miao stood alone in front of Wang Xiaomei's dormitory building.

Behind you is the school's canteen. The plump sausages in the sausage roaster exude the aroma of fat, and the oden next to it is steaming.

It was originally a cloudy day, and the dense fog rose up at some point, covering all the nearby buildings. The light in the sky became darker and darker, and the warm yellow light seemed to be emitting heat, tempting passers-by to come closer.

Standing in front of the dormitory building, Lu Miao seemed to really feel a hint of coolness, spreading from the building in front of him, but there was warmth behind him.

At the door of the dormitory building is the dormitory manager's office. The pale light shines on the wall, making the whole room dazzlingly white. A skinny old lady nestled behind the desk, raised her eyelids and glanced at Lu Miao, then lowered her head and continued knitting.

Sweater in hand.

The old lady was so thin that she was almost a skeleton. Even though she was wearing loose cotton clothes, it was not difficult to see that her body could not hold up these clothes, and her collar and cuffs were empty.

Lu Miao looked at the light above the old lady's head and her scalp, which was shining brightly with sparse hair, and suddenly said: "Which dormitory does Miss Wang live in?"

The old lady paused in her movements, raised her eyelids and took a closer look at Lu Miao. Her cloudy eyes fell on the messenger bag beside him, and her face twitched twice.

She asked hesitantly: "Are you her brother?"

"yes."

"..." The old lady stared at him for a while, then withdrew her gaze and tugged on the wool at hand: "404."

Lu Miao thanked him and was about to walk in when the old lady slowly added: "Don't wander around in the girls' dormitory."

…

The entire dormitory is a huge U-shape. The upper opening faces a half-dug mountain wall, and the bottom is the dormitory door. In addition to the large staircase facing the door, there are also two more residential stairs, both of which are against the mountain.

one side of the wall.

The door numbers of the dormitories are arranged from inside to outside.

Lu Miao glanced at the house numbers on both sides, and instead of taking the stairs at the main entrance, he walked straight along the corridor on the left and towards the stairs against the mountain wall.

The further you go in, the colder it gets.

The dormitory was built too high and too densely, and the lawn in the middle didn't get much sunlight at all. The green plants originally planted here had all withered and rotted, and there was a lot of moss growing in the corners of the walls. The entire bottom of the dormitory exuded a damp smell.

Not long after walking forward, Lu Miao smelled a familiar rotten smell.

At first, he thought that this smell was coming from the canteen. After all, the smell of cooked monster meat can only be tempting if you smell it up close. If you are far away, you can easily distinguish the rancid smell.

But the further you go, the stronger the smell becomes, especially when you walk to the stairs. The smell is as if Lu Miao has walked up to the monster and is standing face to face with him.

Lu Miao stopped.

In front of him was the small staircase on the inside. He turned on the lighting of his mobile phone and found a subtle reflection on the wall. When he looked closer, he found that it was wrapped in a layer of transparent mucus.

This kind of mucus is very thin and thin. If you don't look carefully, you might think that it is the moist water vapor caused by Hui Nantian, which sticks to the wall.

Lu Miao lowered his head. In the corner of the stairs, dark red traces were deeply embedded in the cracks of the old cement stairs.

The fishy smell comes from here.

Lu Miao paused, then raised his foot and stepped on it without changing his expression.

The fourth floor was not very easy for Lu Miao's body. When he climbed to the top, Lu Miao could not breathe evenly, but when the mucus on his head dripped down, he still carried his postman.

Bag, turned around and left the place.

Dormitory 404 is right next to the small staircase.

The door was unlocked. Lu Miao reached out and held the door handle. The moment he opened the door, he hesitated, remembering what the old lady in charge of the dormitory said.

But then I thought about it, this is a horror game.

Lu Miao twitched the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating tone, turned the handle and walked in.

A fishy smell that was even stronger than when I was at the stairs just hit my face.

Lu Miao was so shocked that he paused for a moment. He slowly raised his head and took a clear look at the whole dormitory.

This is an eight-person room with no desk and four bunk beds placed against the wall. There is only space for three people to walk side by side in the middle, which leads directly to the balcony outside.

As soon as Lu Miao raised his feet and took a step inside, he heard the sound of sticky water coming from under his feet.

Looking down, he saw a thick layer of mucus accumulated on the floor of the dormitory, dripping down from the soles of his shoes. Looking along the pool of mucus, he saw that the bed closest to him had a soaked quilt.

It is bulging and wrapped in a long strip-like object that rises and falls slowly.

There were still little blood stains on the quilt.

Looking inside, I saw the same scene on the other beds, except for the upper bunk opposite the toilet.

The quilt on the bed was pushed to the corner, and other places were filled with suitcases of different colors and sizes. The originally fresh and elegant quilt covers and sheets were all stained with mud from the wheels of the suitcases.

The pattern is the same as the one in Wang Xiaomei's room.

Amidst the ticking sound coming from nowhere, Lu Miao calmly climbed to the upper bunk, took off Xiaomei Wang's quilt, then hugged the quilt and casually swept it down the lower bunk.

The wet quilt wrapped in silkworm chrysalis was immediately swept away. Lu Miao glanced inside and his expression became slightly condensed.

A person with a small head and a thick neck was lying inside, with a pale face and closed eyes. It could be seen that she was a pretty girl before, but after all her facial features shrank, there was only one mouth that was so big that it seemed like it was going to split the head open.

Under such circumstances, no matter how beautiful the facial features are, they will not be effective.

This man's condition is similar to that of Lao Wang last night.

"Crack."

The sound of water droplets that was not within the frequency range sounded. Lu Miao's heart moved and he turned around. The overly long quilt quickly rolled back the quilt on the lower bunk.

There was a familiar girl standing at the door.

Lu Miao looked at the facial features he had seen just a few seconds ago and smiled politely: "Hello, I am Wang Xiaomei's brother."

The girl also smiled. Her facial features were not out of proportion and she looked very delicate. Her big black and white eyes seemed to be able to speak. She stared at Lu Miao closely: "Oh, I am her roommate. Why are you here alone?"

, my little sister hasn’t come to school for several days, what has she been doing?”

Lu Miao kept a kind smile: "She is dead."

"..."

The familiar silence spread, and a moment of confusion appeared on the roommate's face, which reminded Lu Miao of the aunt in the ward.

The smile on Lu Miao's lips deepened, as if he thought of something interesting.

However, it took a long time for the roommate to react before he found the right expression, and he covered his mouth in shock: "How could it be possible! Wasn't she fine two days ago?"

Lu Miao shook his head: "Natural death."

The roommate's expression moved strangely. It was an expression similar to a smile, but also a bit angry. Lu Miao couldn't figure out what the other person wanted to express for a while.

I saw my roommate raised his hand and handed over two hot sausages: "Would you like some?"

Lu Miao smelled the familiar rotten smell in the meat and wanted to refuse, but his roommate kept staring at him closely, as if he would not stop until he saw him eat.

Considering his fragile body and the fact that the other party was guarding his only escape route, Lu Miao thought about it and took a bite willingly.

When the meat entered his mouth, the rancid smell immediately disappeared, and the aroma amplified infinitely. Lu Miao's saliva continued to secrete. Everything in front of him soon became dim, leaving only two grilled sausages.

It was shiny, as if waving to him...

Lu Miao immediately looked away.

But the soul-stirring fragrance still existed, lingering on the tip of his nose. Even if he held his breath, it was useless, because Lu Miao's mouth was filled with the smell of that piece of meat.

Lu Miao's head felt dizzy and sleepiness swept over him.

He felt as if his head was tightly wrapped by something, getting tighter and tighter, squeezing it so hard that his head hurt, as if it was going to explode on the spot, but strangely it didn't.

This experience was a bit like the feeling he had after taking medicine in the early stages of illness and after the medicine took effect. Lu Miao frowned in disgust, and his instinctive disgust immediately suppressed his desire for meat.

The rancid smell reappeared, but Lu Miao's expression did not change. He took the stinking sausage away and his mind suddenly became clearer.

He looked at the girl in front of him and asked which locker Wang Xiaomei's locker was.

The roommate saw that he looked much better after eating the sausage, and pointed him to a cabinet.

Lu Miao turned on the flash of his cell phone, put it into the pocket of his hospital gown, held the quilt in one hand, and picked up the things in the locker and stuffed them into the quilt with the other hand.

When the flash light came on, the roommate stepped back a little, and his figure sank into the darkness again. His face twitched twice quickly, as if he was clenching his teeth.

Lu Miao's expression remained as usual, as if he hadn't noticed this.

After watching him clean up for a while, the roommate suddenly said hesitantly: "Actually, my little sister has always been a good student, and my uncle and aunt have misunderstood her. After the last time they came to school to make trouble, my grades have been declining.

She is also very anxious, but the more anxious she is, the less she can make up for it... And that love letter was written by that little gangster out of wishful thinking and when the little girl wasn't paying attention, she really didn't fall in love early!"

"Lao Wang and the others came to school because of their puppy love?" Lu Miao said nonchalantly.

"Yes!" The roommate nodded vigorously, his voice already choked with sobs, "But she didn't! It was that little gangster from Class 1 who had an unrequited love for the girl. The girl had already rejected him, but he still secretly put it into her schoolbag every day.

She stuffed a love letter and was discovered by the class teacher that day... My younger sister was also very distressed, but her performance decline was not because of this, it seemed to be something that happened at home. I don’t know about that, and she refused to tell me no matter how much I asked her."

Her eyes were very sincere. If Lu Miao hadn't seen the face wrapped in the quilt in advance, he might have thought that the girl in front of him was Wang Xiaomei's good friend.

But when he looked at the other person's face, he felt indescribably weird.

Neither of them turned on the lights, and the room was dark. The roommate's face was in shadow, and there were always two triangular shadows on his cheeks.

It's like the corners of the mouth are not well hidden.
Chapter completed!