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I was shaken by his strange tone, and then quickly recovered.

Betrayal? Are you for real? Where did this come from?

He wouldn't think that if he gave something to us, we would be able to confirm the relationship, right? Should I be his legitimate girlfriend?

But before I could do anything, the man sent me another message: Do you like him?

I subconsciously pressed my cell phone to my chest and couldn't help but glance at Zhuo Yue, who was also looking at me, but only for a brief moment before quickly turning away.

"Speak!" His phone vibrated once again.

What kind of person was this?

Why are you asking such a ridiculous question?

I don't know who he is, and I don't know why he's so tyrannical. It's my own business who I like, it has nothing to do with anyone else!

I think it's necessary to explain these things to him, or else he'll go crazy if he keeps going on like this.

So I sent a text message: "It has nothing to do with you who I like. As for the things you send me, give me the address, I won't keep a single one, I'll return them all to you!"

However, even after waiting for a long time, the man still did not reply.

Since he doesn't want to say it, I'm too lazy to reply. Since he treats me as his girlfriend, I'll come back again. When the time comes, I'll properly explain everything to him.

What's more, I really don't have the heart to think about this right now. The matter of the post has yet to be clarified by me. After all, the power of the internet is so great that it is shocking.

However, when I contacted the moderator on my own accord, the answer I got was a thread that had violated the rules of opening the yellow space. They had originally tried to delete it, but no matter what, they couldn't delete it unless the entire Tieba was closed.

I know Zhu Xiaofei, that rotten person, played a lot of games, but I didn't expect her to be a technical home!

In order to make a rumor about me, he didn't care about anything else and even made such an unremovable post to mess with me.

I panicked for a moment and squatted on the floor. At this moment, Zhuo Yue lowered her body and poked me on the shoulder, then gave me a reassuring look. "It's fine, I'm here!"

With that, he got up and left the classroom.

I didn't call out to him. After all, the longer the thread exists, the greater its negative impact on me. If he can help me out a little earlier, he can minimize the damage done to me by the post.

Because of Zhuo Yue's previous violent actions, everyone present was shocked, so even though he had left, no one dared to come and find trouble with me. However, those girls stared at me with hatred in their eyes, as if they wanted to eat me alive …

When it was time for dinner, Zhuo Yue had not come back yet.

I wanted to get in touch with him and ask him what was going on, but even though I had typed everything, I hesitated a moment when I pressed the send button, then clicked and deleted it.

"You like him?"

The strange man's voice kept echoing in my head. I lay on the table and saw Zhuo Yue's cold, distant face. I couldn't help but want to touch him, but when I stretched out my hand, my shadow shattered.

Yes, he is my unreachable person. Isn't this dreamlike scene an excellent metaphor?

Didn't I already know this? Since early on …

I shook the thoughts out of my head and packed my things to go downstairs. However, just as I stepped into the elevator, the elevator door slammed shut with a "Clang" sound. It was very fast and also very loud!

But all those of us who have been in the elevator know that doors close slowly every time. How can they make such a loud noise?

Suddenly aware that something was wrong, I reached out and pressed the button to open the door, but all the lights went on in an instant, and the elevator rose rapidly, and a hoarse female voice, hidden in the shadows, began to call out, "Third floor, fourth floor, fifth floor."

It was fast, disorienting me, and the eerie voice of the woman hiding in the darkness made me even more frightened, but the elevator finally stopped on the seventh floor.

The lights on the top of the elevator flickered and sizzled, and every sound was sharp in this quiet space, like a sharp nail scratching at my heart.

"Open the door!" Is there anyone here? " I was frantic with terror. I pounded on the elevator door with all my might, but all I heard was the sound of my own door being knocked, and the sound of my own rapid breathing. That, was mine.

In a split-second, the light overhead was extinguished completely. The entire elevator instantly descended into endless darkness …

The momentary darkness made me unable to see anything, but my hearing suddenly became abnormally sharp, and my heartbeat and breathing immediately magnified countless times in this sealed space.

At this moment, I suddenly realized that I wasn't the only one here. There were a lot of people talking by my ear, and there were even those uncomfortable and painful sounds.

No, the phone!

I Request To Be Saved...

Trembling, I fished out my cell phone, but just as the screen lit up, a scarred face suddenly appeared in front of me. It was an extremely ugly face, its facial features already displaced and covered in blood …

But he pointed to his mouth and gaped at me.

The shadowy figure of a man and a middle-aged woman beside me made me immediately understand who they were. They were the three who jumped off the building last night. But, but didn't they die last night?

"Ah!" My legs gave out and I threw myself wailing into the elevator, banging on the door, hoping that someone could hear me.

But there was no one, and the three of them grabbed my hair from behind and threw me back against the wall behind me.

"Let me go, I beg you." I cried, screamed, screamed, struggled, argued, pleaded, "I didn't kill you, it's none of my business!"

But they did not speak. They did not say anything. The middle-aged woman handed me a sewing box, and the man handed me something soft and then opened his mouth wide and made a noise.

I looked at the object in my hand and threw it away.

They roared with irritation, and I curled up in the corner of the elevator.

Just now, that man handed me a piece of his black and blue tongue. There were still some dried blood on it. I didn't dare to touch it. I really didn't dare!

The woman crouched down to pick it up and hand it to me again. I waved my hand desperately, crying out for mercy, but the woman pointed to the sewing box, then to the man, and I finally understood what she was trying to do.

She wanted me to help her sew up that man's tongue!

Grandmother's legs, this is all a hospital matter, why did you lie to me, was I the one who pulled his tongue?

As I thought of this, I suddenly recalled the last gift that I received from that man a few days ago …

It's half of the tongue. It should be mine!

My mind was in a mess, but I took the time to sort things out.

Yes, that man humiliated me in public, and then the mysterious man pulled his tongue out. There was a reason for the injustice, and there was a reason for the debt. Now, it was the creditor who had come.

I leaned against the elevator, trying to keep my emotions in check. Whether it was true or not, it really was because of me.

Trembling, I took the sewing box from her hand, along with the half of her soft tongue. Then, trembling and sobbing, I took the needle and thread and helped the man to sew up his tongue.

What kind of scene was this? I can guarantee that the horror movies that all the women in our dorm grew up to watch added up to less than what the scene looks like right now.

Even though I tried my best to keep my heart calm, I still couldn't help but shiver from the terrifying scene before me, to the point that my fingers were pierced several times.

Time passed by slowly, so slowly that it was hard for me to bear. My movements were stiff from my nerves being frightened. It was unknown how long it took before I was able to sew up his tongue …

"Thank you, thank you." The eerie silence was finally broken by a single sentence from the man whose tongue had just been sutured.

At this moment, I was drenched in sweat. My body and nerves were on the verge of collapse. My throat felt like it had dried and cracked after a drought. I couldn't make a single sound.

However, the man continued, "He, he said, this, is the first, punishment."

Him? Punishment?

I wanted to ask, but I didn't have time to open my mouth, because at that moment, the elevator suddenly began to shake violently.

In the midst of my screams, I crashed into the wall behind me. I felt a pain in the back of my head, and then I completely fainted.

When I woke up again, I was in the hospital.

"You're awake?" Zhuo Yue Qing Yue's voice sounded, "Do you want some water?"

I shook my head and tried to sit up with great difficulty, but Zhuo Yue forced me back onto the bed. I had no choice but to lie down again and say word by word to Zhuo Yue, "They … They've come to find me."

I told Zhuo Yue everything that had happened in the elevator, but he only raised his eyebrows and tried to lie to me with his nightmares.

So I held my hand up in front of his eyes. "It's true, they asked me to sew that man's tongue, and I was afraid I'd cut my hand, you see!"

"What, bleeding?" Zhuo Yue's voice suddenly rose a notch as she pinched my fingers and examined them. Her eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

"An Ran, remember every word I say in your heart." Zhuo Yue instantly became very serious, "In the future when you meet a stranger, you must be very careful. Even if you see something strange, you must pretend to not know. Understand?"

"But …" I couldn't help but interject. To be honest, I still had a lingering fear from what happened just now. "They just came to find me. I can't pretend that they didn't exist."

"In the future, I mean." Zhuo Yue seemed to want to say something, but suddenly changed her words, "It's just that you've been too nervous recently and you've had a nightmare. After a while you'll be better."

I wanted to say something else, but Zhuo Yue reached out her hand to cover my mouth.

The more he was like that, the more convinced I was that Zhuo Yue must know something.

But why would he hide it from me?

I was a little angry, so I turned away from him, but Zhuo Yue took the initiative to change the subject, he told me that the post had been settled.

I finally got it.

Zhuo Yue didn't say anything when she saw that I didn't care about him, so we spent the next few hours in silence.

In the end, I really couldn't hold it in anymore and couldn't help but ask the question that had been buried in my heart for a long time, "Why? Zhuo Yue, why are you suddenly so good to me?"