"So, let's get started. ”

The girl lifted the bangs on her forehead, slowly looked around, and said with a stern expression, the other three girls also nodded, and reached out to the center of the table at the same time with their four hands crossed and clasped each other, their wrists dangling in the air, and then put a freshly sharpened pencil in the space between their four hands and held it tightly, the tip of the pen gently touching the white paper spread on the table.

There was silence in the room, except for the slightly nervous gasps of the four girls.

Four candles were lit in the corners of the table, and the flickering candlelight reflected on everyone's faces, making everyone's expressions look erratic.

It was midnight in early autumn, the hands of the clock had long since passed midnight, and the whole room was shrouded in the dim candlelight, and there was a dull darkness outside the slightly open window.

"Pen Fairy Pen Fairy, you come to my side, it is my greatest wish, if we have a fate, please give a pointer" The four of them closed their eyes, their lips squirmed slightly, and they recited silently in their hearts.

After nearly a minute, a breeze seemed to blow outside the window, and the flames of the four candles trembled, and the four of them felt an invisible pressure on their hands at the same time, soft and cold, and the pencil moved slowly with this pressure, and the tip of the pen gently drew a circle on the paper, and the temperature in the room seemed to decrease a little.

"Please...... someone whispered, and the four of them leaned back in unison, holding their pencils tightly but not daring to relax.

"Let's start asking questions. ”

"Don't let me think about it, Bixian Bixian, what was my past life?" a girl hesitated, swallowed her saliva, and asked in a low voice.

After she finished asking, silence fell in the dormitory, and everyone held their breath and stared nervously at the white paper.

"Look, the pen is moving!" they felt the invisible pressure that drove the pencil to move across the paper, initially as unintentional segments, but then gradually taking shape into a few words: "I'm in the school loop." ”

School Loop?

The school ring road is the name of the block northwest of their dormitory, but what does this have to do with their previous lives? Several girls looked at each other in confusion.

"Pen Fairy, what was my past life?" the girl asked again with the courage to do so.

The pencil slides silently across the paper.

"I'm at the East Gate"

"The east gate refers to the east gate of the living quarters of their school dormitory, but it has nothing to do with her problem at all.

The four girls exchanged confused glances, and a sense of unease rose in their hearts for no reason.

The pencil, held between four hands, still "rustled" on the paper, and the speed became faster and faster, and the words became clearer and clearer:

"I'm in Building One"

"I'm in Building 2. ”

"I'm in Building Three. ”

The faces of all the people in the dormitory changed all at once, and their dormitory was on the third floor of Building No. 4.

"Are you any of you wearing anything metal?" the oldest of them asked in a trembling voice.

When playing the pen fairy, there is a very big taboo, that is, the person who plays can not bring any metal objects on him, otherwise it is very likely that something will happen, as for what happened, it depends on what the pen fairy you invited The other three people heard the words, and they all bowed their heads and checked with their other hand. "I don't have one here. ”

"I don't have it here. ”

"No, ah!"

The last girl suddenly screamed, she noticed that her belt buckle was made of iron, and she had been careless before playing with the pen fairy, and she had ignored it.

The four of them were stunned for a moment, their pencil hands frozen in the air, cold horror like a poisonous snake, slowly crawling up their vertebrae, clutching their hearts. Everyone finds themselves cold on their hands and feet.

The words on the paper "I'm on the second floor of No. 4" appeared slowly, a huge heaviness enveloped the whole room, and the square night outside the window seemed to peep into their eyes, and a girl's eyes widened and wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to make a sound, biting her lip stubbornly, her expression distorted with horror. "I'm at the door. ”

At the sight of these lines, the dormitory fell into a deathly silence for a moment, and the four of them were all stupid in their seats like petrified puppets, stiff and motionless, only four hands still holding pencils and hanging on the paper.

There was no wind in the house, but the flame of the candle was swaying and stretched out in the direction of the door of the house.

The shadows of all four were stretched long, fluttering by the candlelight between the door and the table

Suddenly, the flame of the candle was extinguished, and the dormitory fell into heavy darkness.

Between the candlelight and the fading of the candlelight, the four of them saw the last sentence written on the paper by the pen fairy:

I am among you

As soon as the sun leaned on the top of the West Mountain, the brilliant red glow spread from the west end of the sky to the east side, and it was red, as if someone had thrown a raging fire in the sky, and the whole sky burned violently.

Yiyun sat in the empty small café, leaning on the glass floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the sunset in the sky in a bit of a daze.

"Bang!"

"Ahh ”

"Whoa!"

The sound of crashing and shattering glass echoed in the small, empty and quiet café.

I saw the tempered floor-to-ceiling window glass fragments scattered all over the ground, and Yiyun was lying outside the café on all sides, with a small black bag on his face.

Urban high school district, unknown demon.

Nima, can the way the information bag appear is not so amazing?

Looking at the smashed tables, chairs and glass, Yiyun lay on the ground without tears with a face of wanting to cry: Nima, old man Shan, don't think about me for this compensation

"Jingle Bell"

The noisy and loud ringtone of the mobile phone woke Yiyun with an invisible hand.

Hey, isn't it the weekend today, how could someone call me Yiyun explained the meaning of the word "grievance" very well with his eyes that he didn't want to open.

took out the **silk copycat mobile phone, fumbled and pressed the answer button.

"Ye Da Beauty, bring money to redeem me"

The night sky where the bell strikes eleven o'clock wanders beside the sparsely dimmed streetlights of the alleys.

The sky is dyed purple by the lights, like a magical world that can only be found in the story, and the mystery and the stars are hidden behind the thick clouds.

Autumn has officially begun, and the cool breeze at night blows through the withered yellow sycamores and sweeps down a few residual leaves, occasionally making a whining sound, like a whistle that does not enter the stream and spreads farther and farther.

The streets were quiet, except for the occasional wildcat and passing car under the dim streetlights, and the only activity was probably the McDonald's driving on the side of the road.

The street-side fast-food restaurants outside the alleys close later, if not 24 hours, at least later than other restaurants.

Yiyun sighed, "You-Wu Policewoman"

I saw Ye Qingmei hiding in the dark, but he left Yiyun alone in the light.

Her petite silhouette could be seen through a little faint street light, and her swaying body seemed to be boring.

Please, if you're bored, what is Yiyun?