Yan Xiao has been complaining since he moved into this dormitory.

This teaching building, which was once abandoned for two years, was used as a dormitory for senior high school students after a month of renovation. The reason why the school does this is because the number of school students has increased sharply, and all the dormitories that originally belonged to senior high school students have been vacated for first-year high school students.

Yan Xiao and Feng Jing’s room is on the second floor. The environment here is not very good, it is very humid and has heavy yin energy. Most students choose to rent a house outside the school, but Yan Xiao finds it very troublesome. Although he is reluctant, he still brings classmates and friends to live in. However, there is one advantage of living here, which is that it is very vast, and even if two people live in the same room, it doesn’t feel crowded.

The dormitory is on the back mountain of the school, at the highest point of the school. Opposite is the dormitory of No. 2. Standing on the balcony of the room, you can clearly see the classmates in the dormitory opposite. Yan Xiao looked at the room that originally belonged to him and sighed. Feng Jing hugged her from behind: "Dear, what are you looking at?"

Yan Xiao was depressed, "Oh, senior high school students are so pitiful. They are about to take the college entrance examination, and the school is still unwilling to provide a good environment for us to learn..."

Feng Jing paused for a few seconds and said mysteriously to Yan Xiao: "Do you know the strange things about this teaching building?"

"Scared, what's the strange thing?" Yan Xiao leaned over curiously.

"A few months ago, a female student hanged herself in a studio on the third floor."

"Isn't that on top of our room?" Yan Xiao's face suddenly pale.

"Hahaha, what are you afraid of? I haven't finished talking yet," Feng Jing continued, "From the future, someone will hear the sound from the studio on the third floor. It's a girl crying..."

After hearing this, Yan Xiao said disdainfully: "You won't make up any more, right?"

"Tsk, do you believe it or not?"

"Why can the school still use it?"

"Hmph, it's not just to save money."

"You said we should be fine when we live here?"

"Of course it's okay, it's not us who killed her! Hahaha..."

Yan Xiao laughed loudly after hearing this.

After dinner, Yan Xiao felt a little uncomfortable and hid in the dormitory alone to play with computers. Feng Jing went out to buy things. Because today it was moving the dormitory, the school chartered students went out to buy daily necessities outside the school.

Yan Xiao was typing on the keyboard and writing, but there were sounds coming from the balcony, which was the cry of a girl...

Yan Xiao looked at the balcony in horror. She closed the balcony tightly, put on the headphones, and was shocked. Yan Xiao then turned on the music. The song that was originally playing suddenly stopped, and then there was the gloomy crying again. Yan Xiao screamed and threw away the headset, and ran out of the dormitory like a madman. She met Feng Jing on the stairs on the first floor. She was so scared that she was incoherent that she cried and told Feng Jing about her just experience. After listening to it, Feng Jing hurriedly comforted Yan Xiao, "You are thinking too much, there will be no trouble, it must be auditory hallucinations..."

Feng Jing helped Yan Xiao back to the dormitory and kept comforting her. Yan Xiao's emotions gradually calmed down. At the end, she smiled and said that it might be that she was really hallucinating. A farce ended like this. The final result was that Feng Jing turned off the lights and both of them went to bed.

Yan Xiao still felt a little uneasy, and she couldn't sleep. The dormitory was very quiet. Yan Xiao looked at the time and it was already one o'clock in the morning. She suddenly remembered that the clothes she had washed in the evening had not been racked to dry, but she had to wear them again after a while. After struggling for a while, she plucked up her courage and opened the balcony door to go out to dry her clothes.

The atmosphere in the middle of the night always seemed so strange, and with the tall trees on all sides, the trees around them would rustle, which made Yan Xiao, whose fear had reached its peak, even more uncomfortable. She quickly carried her clothes, hoping to return to the dormitory immediately. Just after this incident, the sound came again, the desolate crying...

Yan Xiao was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, rolled and crawled into the dormitory, and woke Feng Jing up desperately.

"Outside! Outside!..."

Feng Jing looked at Yan Xiao who was scared and asked her, "What's wrong?"

"That voice..." Yan Xiao lay on Feng Jing's body and screamed heart-wrenchingly.

Feng Jing got up and walked behind the balcony. She heard the sound clearly. She was very scared, but she stood on the balcony abnormally and did not come in. Instead, she shouted: "Who are you!"

The sound came from the balcony on the third floor. After Feng Jing shouted, the upstairs became quiet, but after just a few seconds of pause, the sound came again, "Come on, come up."

Feng Jing was so scared that she couldn't speak, but she wanted to get a glimpse of the truth, so she slowly leaned over. She raised her head and looked upstairs, suddenly threw down a rope, wrapped Feng Jing's neck, and kept pulling it up. Yan Xiao screamed wildly, Feng Jing asked Yan Xiao for help in pain. Yan Xiao was frightened and ran out of the dormitory and ran to the end of the corridor desperately. At the moment when she was about to go down the stairs, she grabbed her feet tightly. She staggered and fell from the stairs, and her head hit the wall. Yin Hong's blood was filled with the ground, blending with this mysterious terrifying atmosphere.

Feng Jing's death brought a great blow to her family. Her family was in pain and indulged in grief every day. Her sister Feng Yun was not included.

The family held a memorial service for her. As Feng Yun’s good friend, Jin Xin also appeared at the memorial service. She comforted Feng Yun, but she couldn’t help crying with her.

The school blocked the building. The building that caused two deaths and one injury within a year will be demolished in a week, and the senior high school students were moved away from where they were moved. Yan Xiao was sent to the hospital in time to save her life, but it is still unknown when she woke up. No one knows what happened that night. The rumor that "Feng Jing was suspected of being hanged by a ghost on the balcony on the second floor" was also very controversial in the school. This made Feng Yun very embarrassed. Feng Yun and Feng Jing went to the same school, but in different grades, and many people came to ask her about her sister's death. Every time she encountered this situation, she would be made to cry, and Jinxin would come out to help her relieve the situation. Most of them ran up the top floor to blow the wind as a means of escape.

"Oh, they are really annoying!" Feng Yun complained angrily.

"Oh, it's okay, just ignore them!" Jin Xin added after saying that, "They said that your sister was killed by a ghost..."

"Absurd!" Feng Yun interrupted Jin Xin without hesitation.

"..." Jinxin saw that Feng Yun was in a bad mood, so she shut up even more consciously.

After a while, Feng Yun said, "Is there really a girl who committed suicide on that third floor?"

"Well, it seems like this."

"What's that girl's name? Why did she commit suicide?"

"I don't know very well... I only know that the girl seems to be in the second year of high school, first-level older than us, and an announcer."

"Oh." Feng Yun said perfunctorily.

The class ringtone ended their conversation, and the two hurriedly ran downstairs to attend class.
Chapter completed!