In the dim classroom, the clock on the blackboard kept ticking as usual, making a clear ticking sound.
Wow——
Outside the window, wisps of drizzle splashed on the window, gathering into water stains one after another, and then slowly slid down, leaving a long turbid mark.
Tick...
despair!
Clear consciousness.
Gao Yi suddenly woke up from his inexplicable trance and suddenly realized that something was wrong with his current situation.
"What's going on...
Aren't you looking for styles related to that person's school uniform?
Why are you here now?
Gao Yi glanced around. In front of him was an empty classroom with four rows of desks and chairs arranged neatly. It seemed that it had already passed the cleaning time for students on duty, and the ground looked spotless.
"Where is this world? Or is it a dream?"
Could it be that... he has traveled through time again? Gao Yi looked at the unfamiliar layout in front of him and immediately gave up this self-deprecating suspicion.
Let’s confirm the most important things first.
With a thought in Gao Yi's mind, the materialized painting appeared on his fingertips, accompanied by the soothing rhythm of the halo, like breathing, ready to go.
"The different paintings are normal and can be used."
Gao Yi couldn't help but nod, he made up his mind, and adjusted his state. The laziness during the lunch break was quickly forgotten, replaced by a seriousness that was ready.
——[Mysterious Surprise].
Thoughts were summoned, muscles were tense, Gao Yi's fingertips were shining brightly, the rhythmic sound of the windbreaker was rising, and the dark-colored running shoes were already stepping out, pacing in this classroom.
The clock on the wall has already reached 18:00 in the evening.
It was long past the time for school to end, and this classroom, and even the entire school, was in a silent silence, like a mime.
Textbooks, stationery, blackboard erasers, potted plants... Gao Yi slowly came to the podium and looked at one item after another with a critical eye, but found nothing.
However, something worth noting is that one chair is not placed upside down on the desk like other tables and chairs.
Someone didn't leave?
Gao Yi immediately went down to his seat. Just as he was about to look through the information about the owner of the seat, he suddenly heard the sound of "tuk-tuk" footsteps coming from the corridor outside the classroom door.
Who is coming?
Gao Yi turned over toward the back row of the classroom, intending to observe the situation first. But what he didn't expect was that the moment the classroom door was pushed open, he stagnated in place as if a restraining spell had been applied to him.
When Gao Yi focused his eyes again, he found that he was already sitting on a seat. In front of him, a middle-aged woman wearing black-rimmed glasses stared at him with a cold expression.
"Do you know you're wrong?"
The woman in front of him reached out and grabbed a piece of white paper from the table in front of Gao Yi. Gao Yi didn't even have time to think about what was going on. He was already attracted by the three big characters on the white paper.
"Reflection Letter".
Whose statement of apology is this? Who is this woman holding accountable?
Gao Yi's doubts did not last long, a voice had already solved all his doubts for him.
"I'm sorry, teacher."
A slightly low female voice came from Gao Yi's mouth, no, it should be said from the mouth of someone from the same perspective as Gao Yi. This was the voice of a girl, gentle and clear, with a trace of childishness that had not yet been shed.
.
I was put into the perspective of others... Gao Yi suddenly realized that he did not encounter an event beyond his understanding, but because of a certain "setting" in this world, he would be forced to step into this world at certain special times.
A girl's perspective.
This is like the plot flow of some games. In a state of free exploration, the protagonist controlled by the player moves according to his actions. Once the cg starts playing, the player will be forced to enter the plot flow, and no matter how he operates, he cannot stop it.
Gao Yi believes that his current situation can obviously be understood in this way.
"I'm sorry, teacher. I shouldn't have argued with them."
The girl's voice, as thin as a mosquito's, continued.
It sounds like there was a dispute between classmates due to some incident. The girl was punished and was forced to stay in class by the teacher to write a letter of apology, which she has not been able to complete until now.
"It's not too late to know you were wrong."
The middle-aged woman glanced at the self-reflection letter, but did not read it carefully. She seemed to be just judging whether the other party had met the word count specified by her.
Immediately, she nodded reluctantly, adjusted the frame of the mirror, and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Go back, remember to close the doors and windows of the classroom before leaving."
After speaking, she seemed to have not considered the plight of her students on the rainy day at all, and simply turned around and left.
The sound of high-heeled shoes gradually disappeared in the corner. Soon, the sound of whistles and the brief conversation between men and women were heard from downstairs.
"Why is it so late today..."
"A poor girl in the class can't carry it..."
Gao Yi stood by the fence in the corridor, quietly listening to the fragmented conversations downstairs, and looking back, he saw that the girl's seat had been arranged at some point.
An old-style red schoolbag hung on the back of the chair, rippling gently, as if inviting Gao Yi to pick it up.
"Have I entered the girl's memory?"
Gao Yi pursed his lips.
Using the information in the self-reflection letter, Gao Yi easily found the classmate who had an argument with the girl and looked at the beautifully styled pencil case and the colorful pens on the desk.
Vaguely, he seemed to understand the nature of the so-called "dispute" between the girl and others.
But, having said that, no matter how unfair this kind of treatment is, it should not have anything to do with you.
So, why did you enter here? In other words, what else might this girl encounter in the future?
Gao Yi shook his head and focused his eyes on his schoolbag. He thought that if he wanted to understand the causes and consequences of entering this place, he could only continue walking according to the other person's memory.
After closing the doors and windows, Gao Yi carried an old red schoolbag and skipped down the deserted corridor.
When passing the corner going downstairs, the plot was suddenly touched again. Gao Yi just maintained a difficult action and entered the girl's memory fragment.
The girl stared at the empty umbrella tube silently, trying hard to find something overlooked out of thin air.
However, the reality is cold. Except for the visible malice, there is nothing else here.
Gao Yi regained his mobility again and looked at the empty umbrella tube in front of him, feeling angry and helpless.
"It's so mean and childish."
Gao Yi checked all the searchable rooms around him, and sure enough, he found a folding umbrella in the small room where the cleaner kept his tools.
The umbrella has the words "China Merchants Bank" printed on it, and the metal brackets inside are rusty and loose, making people really doubt whether it can be supported.
"This should be the girl's umbrella."
Gao Yi shook off the dust on it and couldn't help but wonder, did the girl at that time also find her own umbrella?
He raised his head and looked at the endless curtain of rain outside the corridor.
In my heart, an extremely strange sense of déjà vu suddenly appeared.
Gao Yi frowned.
Have you...seemed to have seen somewhere...or heard of a similar scene?