There’s a “bus” in the class.
How was it discovered?
Because less than a month after she transferred to the school, several boys in the class got athlete’s foot on their mouths.
As for how I traced the source of infection, those who understand know…
1
In the middle of the night, I woke up due to a strong urge to pee and went to the toilet. I heard a girl’s voice in the dormitory.
But we’re clearly a boys’ dormitory with four grown – men.
Could it be that one of my roommates secretly brought his girlfriend into the dormitory…
That would be really exciting.
I touched the tip of my nose, and then thought it didn’t seem right.
The four of us in the dormitory are all old bachelors. Where would we get girlfriends?
Especially Wang Kun, who came from the countryside and slept diagonally across from me. He’s as ugly as Wu Dalang.
In his entire life, not to mention bringing a girl into the dormitory bed – curtain, he probably hasn’t even held a girl’s hand.
I held my breath and listened carefully to the source of the sound.
That female voice indeed came from the bed – curtain of Wang Kun’s bed at the innermost.
I tiptoed over and gently lifted a small corner of his bed – curtain, taking a quick peek.
Sure enough, besides Wang Kun, there was no so – called girl inside.
Wang Kun was lying flat on the bed, but the quilt covering his lower body was strangely bulging…
Seeing this, how could I not understand?
A mischievous smile appeared on my face. I pulled up my pants and quietly lay back on my own bed.
2
There was an 8 – am class the next day. Wang Kun, who has always been hard – working in his studies, was the first to get up again.
I yawned and climbed down from the bed. I patted Wang Kun’s shoulder ambiguously from behind.
“We’re all young and full – blooded adult men. It’s normal to have those kinds of needs.”
“But since we live in a dormitory, we should have some sense of propriety. For example, don’t play videos on speaker.”
Before I had time to observe Wang Kun’s guilty reaction, Zhou Yulin, who was tall and burly and slept across from me, also got out of bed.
At 1.9 meters tall, he was like a mountain, blocking me, who was only 1.7 meters tall.
Wang Kun quickly lowered his head and handed the breakfast he had prepared for Brother Zhou.
“Zhao Qian, what are you doing? Early in the morning, you’re bullying my little brother right in front of me.”
Zhou Yulin was a sports student, tall, strong, and sturdy.
Not long after the semester started, he took the honest and simple Wang Kun as his little brother to run errands.
But I wasn’t afraid either. I asked directly, “Brother Zhou, didn’t you hear any strange sounds last night?”
Zhou Yulin shook his head in confusion.
Well, this guy has a simple mind, doesn’t think much, and it’s normal for him to sleep soundly.
“What about you, Pang Bo? Did you hear anything?”
Following Zhou Yulin’s voice, I turned around and saw Pang Bo, who was wearing glasses, coming back from washing up outside with a towel.
Pang Bo shook his head blankly and also said that he didn’t hear anything.
Seeing that no one was agreeing with me, I had to reveal the mystery myself: “Well, you guys slept really soundly. None of you heard Wang Kun masturbating in the middle of the night…”
“Enough. Let’s talk about it after the 8 – am class when we get back.”
Wang Kun stood up suddenly and interrupted what I was going to say next.
Only then did I notice that on the upper lip of Wang Kun’s thick sausage – like mouth, there was a patch of dense athlete’s foot.
As he spoke, the moving lips brought up the fine dead skin on the athlete’s foot, like a third lip moving.
3
We had classes all morning. Fortunately, I went today and caught the counselor’s roll – call.
Somewhat ridiculously, the counselor, who was wearing a mask, didn’t call my name.
Instead, he called the name of a non – existent girl.
This stupid school’s educational administration system is really as bad as ever.
When I got back to the dormitory, I was just about to complain about this to the other two roommates.
But before I could open my mouth.
Zhou Yulin said to me in an unfriendly tone, “Wang Kun has applied to move out of the dormitory. He’ll move out tonight.”
I was a bit surprised.
I had originally planned that if Wang Kun played videos on speaker again tonight, I would record it with my phone and let the other two roommates listen to it to see if I was lying.
Now that Wang Kun has applied to move out, it really caught me off – guard.
“After all, we were roommates. Why don’t we ask Wang Kun later if we can have a farewell meal together?”
Pang Bo was a peacemaker.
Seeing that the relationship between me and Zhou Yulin was a bit tense because of Wang Kun, he quickly suggested.
“Next time. There are a lot of things to do when moving today.”
At this time, Wang Kun suddenly stuck his head out from his extremely light – blocking, coffin – like bed – curtain.
So he was there. What a gloomy person, like a cockroach.
I was a bit glad that I hadn’t said anything worse just now.
Wang Kun made an excuse that “there are a lot of things to do when moving, let’s get together next time.”
But in fact, he hardly took anything away from the dormitory.
The most ridiculous thing was that he actually took out an onion planted in a flowerpot.
For some reason, the withered purple bulb skin of that onion made me feel very similar to the athlete’s foot on his lips.
I had never seen an onion grown so plump. It was almost as big as a person’s head circumference.
What kind of strange person would grow an onion on the bed?
After Wang Kun left the dormitory, I couldn’t help but complain to the other two roommates about Wang Kun’s strange hygiene habits.
“Did you see the athlete’s foot on his mouth?”
“It’s so disgusting. One must have really poor personal hygiene habits to get athlete’s foot on the mouth.”
“Athlete’s foot is contagious. Don’t you think it’s a great thing that he moved out?”
When I said this, I looked righteous as if I paid great attention to personal hygiene.
I didn’t notice at all the subtle expressions of the other two roommates when they looked at each other and then tacitly lowered their heads.
4
I thought that after Wang Kun moved out, I could sleep well tonight.
Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, I heard a girl’s voice in the dormitory again.
I groggily propped myself up and lifted the bed – curtain to look down.
There was a faint night – light on below.
It was Zhou Yulin, who had a simple mind and well – developed limbs, eating a midnight snack alone at the table.
Sports students really have a high metabolism.
I couldn’t help but sigh. Then, belatedly, cold sweat oozed out from my armpits.
Zhou Yulin was clearly engrossed in eating and didn’t even play any videos.
So… where did the girl’s voice come from?
Because of the incident of Wang Kun moving out during the day, I was a bit afraid of having another conflict with Zhou Yulin face – to – face.
So I could only wait until he had eaten his fill and lay back on the bed before I dared to tiptoe out of bed.
When I couldn’t resist my curiosity and got closer to the table that Zhou Yulin hadn’t had time to clean up to take a look.
This look scared me so much that I almost stumbled.
Zhou Yulin was actually eating with a woman’s shoe!
5
This was a nearly new, size 36.5 lolita – style small leather shoe.
Even more strangely, a deformed onion that fit the shape of the shoe had grown inside.
The outermost purple bulb skin of the onion was still glistening with a crystal – clear watery luster under the faint light of my phone.
This onion seemed to have a demonic attraction to men.
I couldn’t help but lean my head closer.
A stench of human saliva and stink hit me.
No wonder when I saw Zhou Yulin eating the midnight snack just now, his head was moving up, down, left, and right in a regular rhythm.
So he wasn’t really eating, but really licking!
If I remember correctly, Zhou Yulin seems to have a foot fetish.
How could a sports student be single all the time?
Zhou Yulin used to have a fairly pretty girlfriend.
But after she found out that he always liked all kinds of foot pictures of sexy girls, she couldn’t stand it and chose to break up.
But what does an onion have to do with a woman’s foot?
Could an onion even make a woman’s moaning sound?
Or does Zhou Yulin just like this kind of strong – smelling odor?
While I was confused, as I stared at it, suddenly I felt that this small leather shoe in front of me was very familiar…
Some strange yet familiar memories began to flood into my mind like a tide, making me feel dizzy.
In a trance, I forgot how I lay back on the bed.
The next day, as expected, I saw athlete’s foot exactly like Wang Kun’s on Zhou Yulin’s two thin – lipped mouth.
As he spoke, the flying spittle was like snowflakes, “rustling” down.
Somewhat strangely, Zhou Yulin seemed shorter than me when he stood up today?
This unconsciously added to my courage to confront him.
I was just about to question him about what he was doing last night.
But Pang Bo, as if he had a premonition, stopped me with a warning look.
He told me in an obscure tone, “Don’t ask too many questions. It’s not your turn to ‘get on the bus’ yet.”
6
What does “get on the bus” mean?
That night, Zhou Yulin, who had athlete’s foot on his mouth like Wang Kun, didn’t return to the dormitory.
Strangely, Pang Bo, who hadn’t been infected, also didn’t return to the dormitory after curfew.
That night, the dormitory was very quiet.
I didn’t hear any woman’s voice.
The next day, I blocked Pang Bo, who had come back last night at an unknown time and was about to go out to wash up.
Pang Bo looked up in surprise.
His two moderately thick lips were slightly open, and on his upper lip was plainly visible the same athlete’s foot fungus as the previous two roommates.
But I clearly didn’t hear a woman’s voice last night. How did Pang Bo still get athlete’s foot?
With a belly full of confusion, I asked, “Pang Bo, how did you also get athlete’s foot?”
Pang Bo forced an awkward smile and said, “Maybe my resistance isn’t very good recently, and I got infected by the other two roommates.”
Athlete’s foot can only be transmitted through direct or indirect skin – to – skin contact.
I couldn’t help but be mischievous and said, “Did you guys… kiss last night?”
As a straight – as – an – arrow guy, when Pang Bo heard me make this kind of joke, his face immediately fell.
“Get out of the way. Don’t stop me from going to class.”
He pushed me aside, who was blocking the dormitory door, and left swaggeringly.
After a while, as if he suddenly remembered something, he abruptly turned around.
He said to me in a floating tone, “Is it possible that what you saw wasn’t an onion, but…”
As he spoke, the athlete’s foot on his lips rose up in the air in the form of a rough powdery substance.
I couldn’t help but think to myself, why is this athlete’s foot a bit different from what the other two roommates had before?
7
In the class meeting that day, the counselor called the name of that non – existent girl again.
When I was about to raise my hand to kindly tell the counselor this mistake.
I heard the whispering of the boys in the class coming from behind.
“Look at how she sways her small waist when she stands up. So flirtatious. Could it be that she wants to seduce even the counselor?”
“Too bad. She’s pretty, but she’s a slut.”
“What a pity? If she weren’t a slut, how could it be your turn to line up and wait to get on the bus…”
What does that mean?
Can all the boys in the class, including the counselor, see that girl who was called?
Except me…
I gradually couldn’t hear the dirty words behind.
The hairs on my body stood up all of a sudden. My eyes frantically scanned the classroom, looking for the figure of the beautiful girl they were talking about.
But in fact, whether I looked with my eyes wide open or squinted, I couldn’t see anything.
Why can’t I see her? Why?
During the break, after the boys in the class walked into the men’s toilet arm in arm, I quietly stood at the toilet door.
The public toilet has always been a place where boys smoke and talk about gossip.
When they’re even more bored, they even compare whose penis is bigger while peeing.
“That slut’s body is really smooth, just like an onion, full of water.”
“Yeah, once you get a taste of it, it’s like being addicted to drugs. You can’t stop at all.”
“By the way, whose turn was it to get on the bus last night?”
“Seems to be Pang Bo.”
“Where is he? Call him quickly to share his experience…”
Before long, the voices of the boys’ discussions came from inside.
Sure enough, the center of their topic was still that girl I couldn’t see.
I could no longer bear this feeling of being isolated.
I wanted to rush out and ask them the questions that had been screaming in my heart:
“Please tell me. Who is that new beautiful girl in the class?”
“Why do you all have athlete’s foot on your mouths? Is it all because of her…”
Just as I was about to push the door open, a pair of big hands covered my wide – open mouth from behind.
“Never tell them that you can’t see.”
8
The person who appeared behind me was Pang Bo.
He forcefully pulled me to a place far away from the men’s toilet.
I angrily broke free from the arm that Pang Bo was pulling me with and roared at him, “What the hell do you mean?”
“When I ask you, you don’t say anything, and you still don’t allow me to ask others?”
“Is it really fun to always say only half of what you mean?”
Facing my three – consecutive – question in a roaring tone.
Pang Bo swallowed his saliva, sighed, and said, “Is it possible that ignorance can just happen to protect you?”
“The more you know, the faster you usually die.”
Here we go again. What’s with Pang Bo always being so secretive?
I rolled my eyes and turned around to leave impatiently.
But Pang Bo’s next words firmly controlled me in place.
He said, “Haven’t you thought about it yet? The boys in the class who got athlete’s foot are all already dead.”
9
I trembled my lips and asked, “How did they die?”
“Because of their lust, they were haunted by a female ghost in their dreams and died of exhaustion of their yang energy.”
Pang Bo told me that now this has evolved into a game of dead ghosts catching the living.
The number of ghosts in our class is already far greater than the number of living people.
The athlete’s foot isn’t really athlete’s foot.
It’s a kind of powder made by peeling the skin off a dying person alive, putting it on a straw figure, drying it, and grinding it.
Its function is that any ghost that touches this powder has to unconditionally obey the orders of the person who applied the powder.
“Is the female ghost who killed them in their dreams the one who applied the powder?”
I asked following Pang Bo’s words.
“So you mean that the onions killed the boys in our class?”
After all, I saw it with my own eyes.
After my roommates had “intimate contact” with the onions that could moan like women at night.
The next day, they would have the mark of the dead, that is, athlete’s foot, on their lips as Pang Bo said.
“Roughly, yes.”
Pang Bo scratched his head and nodded again.
He pursed his lips, wanting to continue talking nonsense, but was silenced by my “That’s so ridiculous.”
I looked at his frustrated look, not knowing whether to speak or not, and taunted, “Have you forgotten that you also have athlete’s foot on your mouth?”
“Could it be that you’re also a dead ghost who has exhausted his essence as you said?”
10
“I’m just afraid that they’ll see that I’m still alive.”
A helpless bitter smile appeared on Pang Bo’s face. He rubbed his lips roughly with his fingers.
“Look—”
“This is the caking effect I deliberately made with inferior liquid foundation to disguise athlete’s foot. It looks very similar, right?”
No wonder I didn’t hear a woman’s voice in the dormitory last night, nor did I see Pang Bo have any intimate contact with the onion.
Yet this morning, athlete’s foot still inexplicably appeared on his lips.
So it was all fake.
“You little rascal, so it was all fake. When did you learn to put on makeup?”
I somewhat amusedly bumped Pang Bo’s thin chest with my elbow.
He was really thin.
So thin that when I pushed, there was nothing but emptiness inside his clothes.
“Considering how carefully you prepared, even if you were just making up stories to deceive me just now, I won’t hold it against you.”
I said to Pang Bo, pretending to be free – spirited.
Hearing that I forgave him so readily, Pang Bo became anxious instead.
“Do you know why you can only see onions? It’s because you’ve been blinded by a ghost.
Now you’re the only one in the class who doesn’t have athlete’s foot. Tonight, it will surely be your turn to ‘get on the bus’.
If you don’t listen to my advice and that female ghost manages to enter your dream at night, you’re doomed to die.”
11
“Um, so what?”
Pang Bo saw that he had talked himself hoarse, but I still remained an uncooperative “fool”. He gradually lost patience with me.
After a while, he said coldly, “Good words can’t persuade the one who is determined to die; mercy can’t save those who cut themselves off from help.
I’ll only say the way to save yourself once. Believe it or not, it’s up to you.
If you don’t want to die, the method is actually very simple.
As long as you can control the desires of your body tonight and not let your lower head control your upper head.
Preserve your yang essence from being drained, leaving that female ghost with all her tricks but nowhere to use them.
When dawn breaks, you can temporarily save your life.”
After listening to Pang Bo’s pretentiously profound words, I suddenly felt a twinge of sympathy.
Poor guy, he’s probably on the verge of suffering internal injuries and going crazy trying to abstain from desires.
So I stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.
I said with concern, “Why don’t you look it up on Baidu? Doctors say it’s normal for adult men to have wet dreams and ejaculate.
Don’t worry, we won’t laugh at you. But you, don’t drive yourself crazy by holding it in.”
Before I could finish speaking, Pang Bo’s face turned red with a mix of anger and embarrassment.
I wasn’t sure if it was from anger or shame.
“Zhao Qian, I know you still don’t believe me now.
But after all, we’re brothers. I’ll tell you one more spell.
Use it, and you’ll naturally understand whether what I said is true or false.”
12
That afternoon, as soon as class was over, Pang Bo took a taxi straight to the high – speed rail station.
Just as he told me before, he was running for his life.
I respected his nervous behavior, but I didn’t understand it.
Originally, there were only him and me left in the dormitory.
I’m the living person he identified, and I didn’t know what he was so afraid of.
After having dinner in the cafeteria, I returned to the dormitory with the setting sun.
As soon as I turned on the light, two familiar faces turned to look at me in unison.
They were Wang Kun and Zhou Yulin, who had moved out of the dormitory before.
I tried to calm my startled heart and asked, “Why are you guys back?
It’s so dark. Why didn’t you turn on the light?”
The honest Wang Kun didn’t say anything and just gave me a mechanical smile.
His forced smile looked exactly like a marionette being pulled by the red string around its neck.
In just three days, the athlete’s foot on his mouth had spread almost to his neck, looking like snake scales.
At this time, the tall and burly Zhou Yulin suddenly and affectionately pulled me into the room.
I couldn’t help but wonder when our relationship had become so good.
“Ah, at this point, nothing else matters.
Zhao Qian, we’re here to congratulate you. Now it’s your turn to get on the bus.”
Zhou Yulin’s words echoed in my ears, making my head buzz.
Get on the bus?
Could it be that Pang Bo was really right?
The two big men in front of me now were likely little ghosts sent by the female ghost.
13
“What’s going on?”
“Oh no, I have a strong urge to pee. Wait for me to use the toilet first.”
I made an excuse to go to the toilet.
According to what Pang Bo had taught me before, I forced myself to endure the nausea, dipped my finger in urine, and smeared it on my eyelids.
After a while, I returned to the dormitory.
Now I finally understood why I was scared when I turned on the light just now.
It was because the way Wang Kun and Zhou Yulin turned their heads to look at me was too synchronized.
It was so synchronized that it was as if they had been pre – programmed and precisely controlled.
“The new beauty in the class asked us to tell you that it’s your turn to spend the night with her tonight.”
I said ambiguously, “So getting on the bus means getting on the slut, huh.”
I pretended to be interested and excited, not mentioning at all that I couldn’t see her.
“Should I prepare some gifts to meet the new class flower?
Good brothers, teach this inexperienced guy who’s never been in a relationship.
Do you think this pair of underwear I’m wearing tonight is exciting enough…”
Then I started to get excited and prepare.
Little did I know that the loopholes in my words had already aroused the suspicion of the other two roommates.
“Gifts? What gifts?
Have you forgotten how she came?
Where’s your onion?”
What onion? I don’t have an onion…
In response to my question, Wang Kun and Zhou Yulin moved out an onion from their respective beds.
But this time, with the help of the spell to break the barrier that Pang Bo taught me.
After using urine to open my eyes and break the ghost’s blinding spell, I finally saw clearly.
What was in Wang Kun’s flower pot was a human head, and what was in Zhou Yulin’s small leather shoe was also a human foot.
But neither was the size of a woman as I had imagined, but that of a man.
I looked up, and on Wang Kun’s bleeding neck was plainly visible an onion, and Zhou Yulin’s uneven feet were because he was stepping on an onion.
I couldn’t hold back a scream.
14
I was scared unconscious.
When I woke up again, the wall clock on the wall told me that it was already past 11 pm.
And 12 o’clock was the time when the female ghost was supposed to enter my dream as Pang Bo had warned.
I tried to struggle to get up, but found that I couldn’t move at all.
Was I being haunted by a ghost and pinned down…
“You’re awake.”
It was Zhou Yulin’s voice.
I couldn’t move because he and Wang Kun were sitting on me.
“Help!” I was about to scream, but Zhou Yulin quickly covered my mouth.
Wang Kun, who was usually taciturn, timely interrupted to explain, “I know it might be hard for you to believe, but what we’re saying is the truth.
The truth isn’t necessarily in the hands of the few.”
As Wang Kun spoke, he moved out the human head planted in the flower pot again.
I closed my eyes, not daring to look anymore.
“Don’t be afraid. Look carefully again. Is this still a human head?
We’re all alive, standing right in front of you.”
At this time, the impatient Zhou Yulin suddenly sprayed a bottle of mineral water directly into my eyes.
And explained, “You’ve been controlled by Pang Bo’s evil magic in your vision. He can make you see whatever he wants.”
But why would Pang Bo want to harm me?
“Let me go! I don’t believe either of you anymore!”
I was so annoyed by their conflicting statements.
While struggling, Zhou Yulin suddenly said coldly, “Everyone in the class can see the new female classmate, but you can’t. Is it possible that you’re the ghost?”
15
These words woke me up like a thunderclap. I was so scared by Zhou Yulin’s words that cold sweat broke out on my back.
But Zhou Yulin suddenly grinned at me, as if he had succeeded in a prank.
“I’m just kidding. Don’t worry. You and we are all alive and well.
But… the bad news is that there really is a ghost in our class.”
Zhou Yulin told me that actually, Pang Bo and the female ghost were in the same group.
They were trying to save themselves.
But why did the female ghost haunt only the boys in our class?
“Have you really forgotten how she died?”
Facing my confusion, Zhou Yulin didn’t have time to explain in detail.
At this time, Wang Kun, who had been staring intently at the clock on the wall that seemed to be running faster and faster, suddenly said in a gloomy voice, “It’s too late. You just need to know that we’re trying to save you.
We’re having an affair with the female ghost in the dream to suppress her with the yang energy of all the boys in the class until she’s exorcised.
The onions you planted are part of her body?
Planting her in the soil is also to suppress her body?”
I asked, making inferences.
Good heavens, I’m almost becoming a half – baked Taoist priest.
“Yes, because her five elements belonged to water when she was alive. Earth restrains water, so we came up with this method.”
Seeing that I still had questions to ask, Zhou Yulin gave me a sidelong glance, took out a bottle of sleeping pills, and forced me to take them.
As I was overcome with drowsiness and my consciousness became blurred, I heard Wang Kun say in my ear, “If we can’t completely exorcise that female ghost, all the boys in our class will die.
So please make sure you have sex with her…
16
It was an endless beautiful dream.
I could finally see her.
The woman in front of me was every bit to my taste.
What they said was too conservative.
She didn’t just have an irresistible charm to men. She was simply the embodiment of men’s desires.
I was intoxicated by her fragrance. My brain seemed to completely shut down, losing the ability to think.
I no longer knew which roommate to believe.
So, facing her fatal temptation.
I chose… to listen to both sides halfway.
Wang Kun and Zhou Yulin asked me to suppress the ghost with my yang energy, so I would go along with it, neither taking the initiative nor refusing.
Pang Bo told me to preserve my yang essence from being drained, so I would not have full – fledged sex and just make sure not to ejaculate.
I thought I was so clever.
That night, the woman smiled coquettishly under me, “Haha, I’ve finally found you…”
A long – lost sense of physical fit made me feel ecstatic.
I thought she must be very satisfied with my performance.
17
When I woke up from the dream that made me feel like I was in paradise.
I pushed open the door of the dormitory, and the other three roommates were all back.
They were chatting happily.
“Thanks to our good act of playing the two – person show. We finally made that bastard Zhao Qian remember the sin he committed.”
“Zhao Qian, that fool, thought he was smart, but he didn’t know that this whole setup was for him from the beginning.”
“Great. Now we can finally be free!”
So they had been in the same group all along.
Seeing me push the door in, Pang Bo, who was shirtless, stood up. In the empty place where his heart should be was plainly visible an onion.
Not only Pang Bo, but Wang Kun also had an onion on his neck, and Zhou Yulin had an onion under his leg bone.
I remembered everything.
All the men in our class, including the counselor, were dead.
The female ghost in the dream took away their best organs.
The brain of the book – worm, the feet of the sports jock, the heart of the one with great endurance…
Just as they had done to the new female classmate who transferred to the class.
I didn’t directly participate in the dismemberment after that murder.
Being timid, I hid behind a tree and watched the whole process, seeing their criminal acts of destroying the corpse.
All the boys in the class got a share except me.
I didn’t get a piece of the corpse, so I didn’t have an “onion”.
But did that mean I didn’t commit a crime?
No, it’s just that my crime was more hidden.
It was just harder to notice…
“Zhao Qian, after so many cycles, we finally caught you for your crime.
You have such a strange taste. Fortunately, we don’t have to stay in the same dormitory with you anymore.
Goodbye… Zhao Qian.”
The three roommates turned into white light of exorcism in front of me and disappeared.
Yes, now that they had helped the female ghost, who had been unable to get revenge successfully, find the truth and atone for their sins.
They could leave this cursed space of infinite repetition of crimes and go to be reincarnated.
And I would be trapped here forever.
Because I had nothing to return to her.
I took away her hymen.
But the different physiological structures between men and women.
Doomed that I could never repay her for what I had taken from her intact body.
What awaited me in the future would be endless punishment for my sins.
**Extra Story**
That day, I transferred to a new school.
I always knew I was a beautiful girl.
Looking at the male classmates below, showing the same obsessed expressions as my previous classmates, it undoubtedly strengthened my self – awareness.
But until I died, I couldn’t figure out why being beautiful became my original sin.
That day, I walked out of the counselor’s room dressed thinly.
A boy called out to me.
It was a very ordinary face.
I thought hard for a long time.
Then I remembered that he was one of my pursuers, the leader of a small group in the class, Zhou Yulin’s roommate.
His name was Zhao Qian… right?
I panicked.
I begged him to keep my secret.
As long as he agreed, I could grant him a wish.
After a while, he nodded and agreed.
He said he hoped to be my best friend in the class.
From then on, we became inseparable close friends.
Until that off – campus field training.
Angry Zhou Yulin pushed me off the cliff after I rejected him again.
He said, “A slut who climbed into the counselor’s bed doesn’t deserve to reject me?”
My head hit a rock, and blood oozed out.
The pain made me unable to speak up to defend myself.
I wanted to say “I didn’t”, but obviously, no one would believe me.
I turned my head and saw Zhao Qian’s gloomy side – face hiding behind the tree.
It was my fault. I shouldn’t have believed that a man would keep his promise.
After that, all the boys in the class who had more or less dark thoughts about me decided to dismember me to cover up Zhou Yulin’s crime.
In their eyes, a slut was dead, and how could her death affect their glorious future?
Even that beast – in – human – form counselor agreed.
As a teacher, he was the first to step forward and start cutting my body.
But I who fell off the cliff didn’t actually die at first.
When the flustered Zhou Yulin went to find someone for help and make plans, Zhao Qian came to me.
I used all my last strength to beg him to save me.
But he just gave me a beastly lecherous smile.
“You’re still alive…”
The great mental pain made me lose this memory.
I thought Zhao Qian didn’t participate in the dismemberment and wasn’t the object of my revenge.
Until I became a vengeful ghost and killed these men who had once hurt me in the form of a female ghost entering their dreams.
I took back the parts of my body that they had taken.
But somehow, although my body seemed complete, I always felt that there was still a piece missing.
This made me still be filled with resentment and unable to enter reincarnation.
What was the missing piece?
This time, I set my sights on Zhao Qian, the only boy in the class who didn’t get an “onion”.
So a fishing – law – enforcement plan aimed at Zhao Qian, to make him expose the crime he had committed against me, came into being.
– End –
