Chapter 155: Blink


    It is not unreasonable to protect something you love. Judging from her appearance, it seems that the headless girl is telling the truth.


    Lu Yibei still had to ask her what exactly the problem was. If it is within his scope, he wille to campus at night to deal with it.


    However, if it is too difficult of a task, then the number that you are calling is unavable!


    I can help you look for Professor Ma and ask him if he can find the girl youre looking for, Yibei proposed. But I cant guarantee that you can find her, and I think its best if you tell me what the problem is so that I can tell her.


    Youre right, she nodded, and her head turned to the staff dormitories. I dont know what exactly happened, but if you arent scared of me, you cane with me to go take a look.


    The staff dorms? he said, and he suddenly remembered what the security guard had said earlier. Did you see the counsellor getting attacked?


    What? How did you know? she said. I didnt see it, but I felt it. I knew it was real when I overheard some girls talking about how a counsellor had been sent to the mental institute.


    Alright. Lets go take a look.


    As they walked down Cherry Blossom Avenue, his eyes drifted back towards the headless girl, leading her so as to avoid other students bumping into her.


    I think its best if they dont run into her. Just in case.


    Its alright, really, she spoke as if aware of his thoughts. Before this, I tried to find somebody who could see me, but they couldnt.


    I see, he replied. Is there any other reason why you want to stay here? Theres no reason for you to want to appear to people if you just like it here.


    Well, I want to repay the three people whoid flowers at my memorial and paid homage to me.


    <i>Just three?</i> He thought. Didnt Professor Ma say that there were many people mourning for her?


    And I want to find the person who killed me.


    Sure enough, there were other reasons for her to remain her, but it didnt seem malicious.


    Its been so long, and Im not sure whether hes still here He must still be here, right?


    As soon as her words fell, her face darkened, and the ck mist hovering around her body became thicker. Yibeis eyes burnt slightly, and he could feel a biting chill down his spine.


    No. Hes still here. I can feel it.


    <i>What?</i> He thought to himself. Hes still here? Is he a student or a teacher?


    Do you happen to know who killed you? Maybe I can help you a little.


    Yibei couldnt help but curse himself inwardly for his tendency to help other people in need.


    I forgot what he looks like, she replied with a distant voice, and her eyes trembled slightly.


    How do you even forget your murderer? he blurted out. You dont forget your name. Right? So how is that?


    I I did forget my name.


    Oh.


    Could it be that her memory is scattered? Or could it be that its just simply leaking out through her neck?


    Were here, the girl called out, and before Yibei knew it, they were already at the staff dorms.


    The girl pointed towards the second floor, and on the balcony, he could see a familiar coatthe same coat that Counsellor Xue wore on their first meeting.


    The coat swayed gently in the wind; the windows were shut; the curtains were drawn. It was nothing special, but it made him feel uneasy.


    Lets go up and take a look.


    The two of them walked past the security podium, but the girl rushed forward and held Yibeis hand, and the security guard, painting her nails, didnt acknowledge both of their existence.


    <i>Woah</i>, he thought to himself. To think I made up all those excuses.


    They soon came to Counsellor Xues dorm room; it was locked shut, but the girl simply phased through the door. A few secondster, the doorknob turned, and the girl let Yibei in.


    Yibei hurriedly sneaked inside and quickly shut the door.


    He turned around to take a look and was immediately shocked by what he saw.


    It is a single room of about 30 square metres, with a single bed near the door, a desk next to the bed, and a bookshelf next to the desk.


    The windows near the balcony were like a living area, with carpets and two single sofas. From the outside, it looked cosy and warm.


    However, the messy, dark photos that were hung haphazardly on the walls destroyed this sense of warmth, filling one with unease.


    Yibei carefully looked at the photos and frowned. He knew Counsellor Xue enjoyed photography from gossip; its amon hobby enjoyed by many, but after seeing the photos, he thought that his hobby may not be that simple.


    Almost every photo was dark and gloomy.


    The contents of the photos were almost all statues: bronze statues in the park of the University, the statue of Confucius in front of the library, mannequins thrown at the garbage dump, and clown statues in an abandoned yground


    The photos were all overexposed and taken at a weird angle, which filled Yibei with a sense of dread.


    He swore that some of the statues were staring at him.


    Its no wonder he encountered an urban legend, dabbling in strange stuff all the time.


    The girl patted him gently on the shoulder and pointed to a picture that fell beside the sofa.


    Is that photo rted to the thing youre scared of on campus?


    Yes.


    He carefully walked over to the picture, picked it up, and studied it; it seemed to be taken from the sports equipment closet. In the dimly lit corridor, a pale old man could be seen, wearing a colourful shroud with a stooped figure, and


    He held a scarletntern in his hand, and his head was unnaturally turned to the camera. His lifeless face stared straight through the camera lenses.


    Yibei swore he could see him blink.