Three years later, I also started preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. I spent more and more time in the laboratory building. I no longer believed in any legends about ghosts or spirits. I had forgotten everything about A Ling...

Over the past four years, the word death has been blurred in my mind. It is just a word, or some index... Brain death for more than 6 seconds will become irreversible death...

Night, maybe the night is already deep. What time it is is no longer important to me. There are too many information and things piled up in my head. The wind makes the windows of the laboratory squeak, but none of this is there.

Within the scope of my attention, a low bell sounded from the bell tower in the distance...when...

The low sound of the bell was like the deepest vibration in the darkness. I wiped my sore eyes... The sound of the bell was like the curtain of memory. I remembered the promise I made three years ago, and... Ah

Ling...!

The pen in my hand suddenly became particularly conspicuous. It seemed to carry a sense of uneasiness, a gray emotion, and my heart... I stared at it uneasily, and my own hand seemed to

The control of the brain draws a line in the darkness... The pen has been thrown behind me,,,,,,, heartbeat... once, twice... the night is still quiet...

.There is already a chill rolling deep in the bones, it’s impossible...!

I picked up another pen and threw it behind me...nothing...no sound! Something called fear expanded to every pore in my body...
Chapter completed!