Fire Game

"Ye Xin, come in!"

Seeing the young man walking into the dormitory, Uncle Wang in the management room hurriedly got up and waved from the window.

Ye Xin, who was planning to go upstairs, paused, turned her face, nodded, and walked into the management room.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Sit first."

Uncle Wang was very polite, and even poured a glass of water for Ye Xin from a disposable water cup.

"I figured out what you asked me about last time."

Ye Xin's pupils condensed slightly, holding the water cup, waiting for the next sentence.

"When the 109 massacre happened that year, only the four of them died!"

"Are you sure?"

Uncle Wang stared at him and nodded earnestly and forcefully.

"I'm sure, I can't go wrong! Except for the four of them, there is no one else!"

Ye Xin didn't answer any more, picked up the cup, lowered her head and took a sip.

"You haven't told me yet, why are you asking this question?"

Uncle Wang looked confused.

Yesterday morning, when this young man asked this question here, he felt incomprehensible.

It stands to reason that when you hear such a terrifying thing, you should be panicked and afraid, but the child was calm, and inexplicably asked him if there were any other deceased people besides the four freshmen in dormitory 109.

Because of his age and the fact that several years have passed, his memory is inevitably blurred. He didn't dare to answer at the time, but after thinking about it for a day, he was able to confirm it.

The victims that year were indeed only four students living in the 109 dormitory!

"It's okay, just ask casually."

Ye Xin stood up calmly, "Excuse me."

After all, he seems to be planning to leave.

"etc."

Uncle Wang stopped him, opened the drawer, took out a piece of something, and put it in Ye Xin's hand.

"I'll give this back to you."

Leaving the management room, going upstairs, unlocking the lock, pushing the door open, Ye Xin walked into the bedroom.

The dormitory was very quiet, it could even be said to be peaceful. The gentle afternoon sun shone on the balcony, and it was completely impossible to see that a fresh life had fallen from here two days ago.

Ye Xin looked at the balcony for a while, then glanced at Zhang Shoushan's location, then walked to his desk and sat down, picked up the photo from the 109 dormitory, and looked at it again.

Uncle Wang probably didn't want to face that memory, so he put the photo back to him.

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Ye Xin's fingers lightly rubbed the string of dates printed on the corner.

The four young people in it are all dead now, so this photo is labeled as unknown and scary.

In fact, the most bizarre part of this photo is not in the photo.

It's outside the camera, where the human eye can't see it.

This is also the reason why Ye Xin wanted to ask Uncle Wang that question.

The guitar club was established, and it is still unclear whether there are only four participants, Xu Zilin.

But now there is a clear answer to the 109 dormitory massacre.

The curse of Meilan Mountain is not "impeccable" as imagined.

Behind those **** horror stories, there are actually unknown survivors!

For example.

The photographer of this photo!

Ye Xin was aware of this problem when she picked up this photo.

At that time, it was definitely not just the four students in dormitory 109 who climbed the mountain, there was at least one person who took this photo for them!

But Uncle Wang is sure that the four students in the photo were the only ones who had an accident. So where did the photographer who didn't appear in the camera?

Why did he escape the curse of Meilan Mountain? Survive the tragic death of four other companions?

Ye Xin closed his eyes, and through his trembling eyelids, he could see that he was in a very uneasy mood at this time.

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"My dear, he actually went to the bedroom to sleep."

After an unknown amount of time, Duan Rongshu pushed the door open and saw Ye Xin sitting on a chair, seemingly asleep.

"Hey, wake up."

He walked over and pushed Ye Xin a few times.

Ye Xin opened her eyes.

"I really convinced you. It's been a few days since Zhang Shoushan's accident. How dare you sleep here alone?"

Duan Rongshu was amazed and ashamed.

"Everyone has really worked hard these days."

Chen Peien, who came in behind, understood.

"What's this?"

Duan Rongshu noticed the photo in Ye Xin's hand and took it over curiously.

Ye Xin didn't stop her, "Give it to you."

"I thought she was a beauty."

Duan Rongshu lost interest when he glanced at it. He was not as meticulous as Ye Xin. He didn't seem to pay attention to the background position of the photo at all. .

"Are you sure, we want to continue living in this dormitory?"

"Or, can you provide us with a better place?"

Chen Peien asked rhetorically.

Duan Rongshu was immediately speechless and shrugged, "Yeah, don't tell me."

After he finished speaking, he walked to his bed, jumped on it, and sighed in delight.

"Sure enough, the bed is still comfortable."

"Would you like to take a break?"

Chen Peien asked Ye Xin.

"No need to.

Ye Xin shook his head and turned to look at the sky outside. Before you know it, dusk is approaching. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"You haven't rested much these days, just lie down for a while, I'll call you for something."

Chen Peien was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at the profile looking out the window. If it wasn't for the three of them in the dormitory, he would have doubted whether the other party said those words.

"Okay, then I'll squint for a while."

Chen Pei'en didn't try to be brave. He was only a mortal body. He was very nervous these two days. In addition to lack of sleep, his mental state was indeed very tired.

Chen Pei'en walked to his bed and lay on it. A tight string suddenly relaxed. The professor fell asleep after a while, and even snored slightly.

This is really tiring.

Duan Rongshu, who was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, smiled and then sighed.

"Even our parents can't hold on anymore."

With Chen Pei'en's performance in the past few days, he is indeed like the parents of several people, which is an appropriate description.

Duan Rongshu turned his head from the bed, lay on his side, and looked at Ye Xin, who was diagonally opposite. His strange posture was somewhat similar to when Zhang Shoushan fell to his death.

"Ye Xin, if you are afraid, you can say it now. Anyway, if Hu Rui and the others are not here, I will not laugh at you. Are you tired of holding it like this?"

He seemed to be certain that Ye Xin's composure had always been just pretentious.

Ye Xin turned her face slightly, raised her eyes, looked at Duan Rongshu lying on the bed, and asked softly, "Then are you tired?"

Duan Rongshu was startled, then smiled, then lay back, raised his head, looked at the ceiling, and sighed deeply.

"Tired, how could I not be tired."

Ye Xin sat there quietly, tapping her knees unconsciously with her fingers, but did not speak.

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