After Song Xing received Fan Haiyi’s call, he quickly left a note in the convenience store saying that he had an emergency to attend to and would be back in half an hour. Then, he rushed out on his bike to the school.
The stadium equipment room’s construction was barebones. If Fan Haiyi was locked in it, no one would find out. If he was locked up overnight, he would definitely get cold and sick.
Song Xing knew that Fan Haiyi was a bit timid and usually did not dare to be outspoken. He was also afraid of the dark and thunder. In fact, he was also very afraid of others speaking loudly.
This was all caused by his family situation. Although Song Xing once encouraged Fan Haiyi to be brave, Song Xing also understood that Fan Haiyi had lived in such a depressing environment for eighteen years, and it would take more than just a few words of encouragement from others to change.
Song Xing rode his bicycle as fast as he could, rushed to school in one breath, and hurried to the stadium.
It was quiet at night, and there was no sound at all on campus.
Recently, the school has been haunted a lot. People have died, and there have been murders. The students in the dormitory didn’t dare to hang out at night, so only a few brave students would do so to show off.
Song Xing ran into the stadium and went directly to the door of the equipment room, shouting as he ran. “Fan Haiyi? Fan Haiyi? Are you in there?”
Song Xing reached out and touched the door of the equipment room. There was a “squeak” sound…
Song Xing’s voice stopped suddenly. He just pushed the door gently, and the door opened in response. It was not locked at all.
“Fan Haiyi?”
Song Xing felt a little strange, but now he was more concerned about the safety of his friend, so without thinking too much, he walked into the equipment room, trying to find traces of Fan Haiyi.
The equipment room was pitch dark. Song Xing looked around, scanning the entire equipment room one by one, not missing any nook and cranny, but in the end he could not find any trace of Fan Haiyi.
“Boom!!!”
The sound of the earth shaking was the sound of the equipment room door being slammed hard.
While Song Xing was looking for Fan Haiyi, someone secretly closed the door of the equipment room from the outside. Then, there was a “clack” sound, as if it was being locked.
“What happened?”
The door was closed, and it was even darker in the equipment room. Nothing could be seen clearly. Song Xing hurriedly ran to the door and reached out to grab it, but the door did not budge and could not be opened at all.
“Hahaha! You fell for it!”
“We got him. Looks like my plan worked.”
“Song Xing, don’t bother exhausting yourself. Just spend the night inside.”
There were several boys and girls outside laughing very proudly, high-fiving each other.
Song Xing frowned and said through the door, “What are you going to do?”
“What are we going to do?” The classmates outside the door sneered, “We’re carrying out divine justice and punishing you.”
Under this situation, Song Xing couldn’t help laughing. “Are you all still primary school students? Doing such childish things.”
When the students outside heard Song Xing’s words, they said angrily, “You killed Classmate Cao without any intention of repenting. Now that you’ve been imprisoned, how are you still arrogant?”
“Song Xing is evil. We should have taught him a lesson long ago.”
“It went really smoothly this time, thanks to Fan Haiyi’s help.”
Song Xing frowned when he heard Fan Haiyi’s name.
Across the door, Song Xing’s eyes were completely dark. He couldn’t see what was going on outside.
Next to those boys and girls, there stood a submissive young man with his head bowed. Who else was it but Fan Haiyi?
Fan Haiyi was trembling all over and looked very scared. He didn’t dare to say a word. When he heard them calling his name, his eyes showed a look of horror.
Fan Haiyi called Song Xing just earlier. In the middle of the call, those classmates turned back and snatched Fan Haiyi’s mobile phone away. Then, they surrounded Fan Haiyi and threatened him to follow their plan. Otherwise, they would beat him, speak ill of him to the teacher, and report to his parents.
Fan Haiyi was too timid. He almost cried when he was threatened. He was so scared that he could only pick up his cell phone and called Song Xing again. Going according to their plan, he lied that he was locked up in the equipment room and hoped Song Xing would save him.
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“Yes, lock him up overnight and see how he does in the exam tomorrow.”
“Okay, it’s getting late. Let’s go back and rest.”
The classmates were laughing and joking, preparing to go back to the dormitory in a group. But before returning to the dormitory, they took another look at Fan Haiyi, who was standing there shivering.
A classmate walked over threateningly, raised his fist and said, “Fan Haiyi, I’m warning you, if you dare to let Song Xing out, or rush to the teacher to complain, we won’t let you off easy.”
“Hey, don’t worry, he won’t dare.” The other students burst into laughter. “He usually doesn’t dare to speak, so he won’t dare let Song Xing free. Plus, he tricked Song Xing into coming here. Song Xing will definitely fall out with him when he comes out.”
“Yeah, I don’t think Fan Haiyi really wants to make friends with Song Xing. Who would make friends with a gloomy murderer like Song Xing? I think Haiyi just wants Song Xing to give him lecture notes every day, so he deliberately became good friends with Song Xing.”
“What you said makes sense. After all, one of them is first and the other is second. Who would like to be beaten by another every time? I heard that Fan Haiyi gets beaten severely by his parents every time he takes second place in the exam.”
The students were chatting and laughing, seemingly casually, but in fact they were sowing discord. After they finished speaking, they left Fan Haiyi and the imprisoned Song Xing behind for good. After leaving the stadium, they went back to the dorms and fell asleep peacefully.
Fan Haiyi’s face turned pale as he listened to their distant laughter.
They were right. Fan Haiyi was unwilling to accept it. He worked so hard, so hard, so why could he only get second place every time?
Whenever he saw other students showing off to their parents that they were in the top twenty and were praised, Fan Haiyi felt confused and sad. Why did he have to get beaten and scolded when he got second place in the exam?
There’s another exam tomorrow…
Fan Haiyi thought, A new nightmare is about to begin again. I can’t beat Song Xing in the exam. I don’t know how my parents will punish me. When will this kind of life end?
When…
Will it be the end…
Fan Haiyi fell into deep fear. His head lowered lower and lower, completely ignoring all the sounds from the outside world.
Song Xing, trapped in the equipment room, was banging on the door. “Fan Haiyi? Are you outside? Let me out. Quickly open the door.”
Fan Haiyi couldn’t hear anything, his eyes were blank and unfocused.
At this moment, Fan Haiyi seemed to see something in the darkness.
In the corner outside of the equipment room, there was an old lighter…
In this day and age, lighters could be seen everywhere in shops. They cost fifty cents, or one yuan each. They had cheap plastic shells and would fail to light after a few uses.
Fan Haiyi stared at the lighter, and excitement suddenly jumped in his dull eyes.
If Song Xing couldn’t take the exam tomorrow, then he would be first place.
Fan Haiyi thought so.
If Song Xing was unable to take exams in the future, then he would never need to be beaten by his parents.
Fan Haiyi thought so.
He tremblingly bent down and picked up the old lighter.
His trembling at this moment was not cowardice, fear, or trepidation, but excitement and anticipation…
Fan Haiyi held the lighter in his hand. His tightly closed lips trembled, and he said in a hoarse and weak voice, “There’s nothing I’m afraid of…Don’t laugh at me anymore…”
He had had enough of the ridicule from his classmates. He didn’t dare to speak or do anything.
“That’s right…” Fan Haiyi encouraged himself and murmured, “The teacher was right. Don’t be afraid of saying something wrong, don’t be afraid of doing something wrong. Just dare to do it…dare to do it…and if you are wrong… just correct it. It’s…”
He muttered to himself obsessively, and then pressed hard with his thumb.
“Click—”
The lighter made a sound, and the flames jumped in the dark night sky, lighting up an area as large as a palm.
What Song Xing said in the equipment room was no longer important. Fan Haiyi stretched out his hand and brought the burning lighter closer to the equipment room.
“Whoosh—”
The flames burned the debris piled outside the equipment room, and the fire spread instantly.
Unfortunately, the equipment room was too remote. The fire couldn’t illuminate too far and no one would notice…until Song Xing was burned to death.
“Fan Haiyi?” Song Xing was still patting the door of the equipment room, calling Fan Haiyi’s name.
The equipment room had no windows at all, so it was impossible to see what was going on outside. Song Xing obviously didn’t know that danger was quietly approaching him.
“Song Xing…” Fan Haiyi’s voice rose a little as he said firmly, “Don’t blame me, I was forced too…”
“Fan Haiyi? What are you talking about?” Song Xing couldn’t understand what Fan Haiyi was talking about.
The fire danced and expanded, almost lighting Fan Haiyi’s clothes.
Fan Haiyi took two steps back with a relaxed smile on his face. This time, his self-encouragement was calmer. “I was forced, too; don’t blame me…”
After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave the equipment room, but when he turned around, he gasped as he saw someone standing behind him.
“Who are you?!” Fan Haiyi’s eyes widened in disbelief.
It was a man dressed in black. Fan Haiyi had never seen him before.
The man in black looked at Fan Haiyi indifferently, without answering his question. He raised his hand, and a gust of cold wind suddenly came, directly extinguishing the newly burning flames in an instant.
“No…” Fan Haiyi shouted. He was about to succeed. How could he fail at such a critical moment?
Fan Haiyi yelled like crazy. He was about to pick up the lighter and use it again.
The moment he touched the lighter, the man in black moved. He appeared in front of Fan Haiyi like a ghost, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up.
“Ah!”
Fan Haiyi groaned in pain. His legs lifted off the ground. Not only did he feel suffocated, he even felt that his neck was about to be strangled.
The man in black didn’t seem to want to kill Fan Haiyi immediately. He watched Fan Haiyi struggling in pain.
That’s it, that’s how I was back then, struggling painfully in the fire, and finally, I was swallowed deeply by despair…
That feeling, Hei Wuchang would never forget.
Even if he had almost forgotten it, that painful feeling still came back, making him unable to calm down.
Hei Wuchang pinched Fan Haiyi’s neck tightly and said in a hoarse voice, “I want revenge. I want to kill you.”
“You won’t kill him.”
Just after Hei Wuchang finished speaking, someone responded to his words.
Hei Wuchang pinched Fan Haiyi’s neck and turned around in shock. He saw a little boy less than one meter tall in the darkness.
With a soft baby face and a serious expression, he didn’t look intimidating. Rather, he was very cute. It was the little Wen Nuan.
Besides Wen Nuan, there were two identical Baili Wuchangs standing beside Wen Nuan to protect him, and Bai Wuchang was also there.
Hei Wuchang couldn’t believe it. The hand used to strangle Fan Haiyi subconsciously relaxed some strength.
Wen Nuan said, “Xiao Hei, you finally showed up. We’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”
Earlier, Bai Wuchang came to tell everyone that Song Xing was missing. Wen Nuan made a prompt decision and asked everyone to go to the school to check the situation. As expected, Song Xing was found near the school’s equipment room.
When Song Xing came to rescue Fan Haiyi, Wen Nuan and the others were already there, but they didn’t reveal themselves. They stood quietly in wait.
Several times, Bai Wuchang almost couldn’t hold back, and wanted to stand up to stop the behavior of those classmates and Fan Haiyi, but he was stopped by Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan said that it wasn’t time yet, because Hei Wuchang hadn’t appeared yet.
“You…” Hei Wuchang looked at them in a panic.
Wen Nuan said, “Put Fan Haiyi down. If you kill him, you can indeed save your former self, but what about you now? What about you in the future? Do you want to spend an endless life in Hell?”
Hei Wuchang was a ghost. Taking away the lives of living people casually was a serious crime and couldn’t be forgiven. Not only would he be dismissed from his post and charged with crime, he would also be thrown into Hell and would never be able to reincarnate.
Wen Nuan said, “What you do can only save yourself for a while. The gains don’t make up for the loss”
“But…” Hei Wuchang did not let go of Fan Haiyi, but he did not kill Fan Haiyi immediately.
Hei Wuchang’s expression twisted. “But…just let him go, like this? Let him go? I’m not willing to give in, I’m not willing to give in—none of you understand, you don’t understand anything, how painful and excruciating my death was at that time of despair.”
This was once where Song Xing, or Hei Wuchang, ended his life.
The situation was exactly the same as today. He was called to school by a call from Fan Haiyi, but he was deceived and imprisoned in the equipment room.
Song Xing never thought that his one and only friend Fan Haiyi would set a fire outside the equipment room, trying to burn him alive.
The fire engulfed the equipment room bit by bit. No matter how Song Xing asked for help, no one responded to him.
He banged on the door desperately, seemed to be looking for something to put out the fire in the equipment room, but finally curled up in a corner in despair and waited for death…
Hei Wuchang said with a trembling voice, “I curled up on that pile of…that pile of worn-out exercise mats. I felt my skin being burned. My throat hurt, my eyes hurt, and my whole body hurt. Despair…At that time, I was thinking, let me die, and I was also thinking, who will save me…”
“Xiao Hei…”
Bai Wuchang couldn’t stand hearing any longer. He rushed over and hugged Hei Wuchang, holding him tightly in his arms.
Fan Haiyi was finally let go and fell to the ground, frightened out of his mind. He grabbed his throat and got up, going “cough, cough, cough”. His soul was so frightened that it was almost scared out of his body. He rolled and crawled away without looking back.
Hei Wuchang wanted to catch Fan Haiyi as he escaped, but Bai Wuchang held him tightly, and Hei Wuchang couldn’t move.
But Wen Nuan and the two Baili Wuchang did not stop Fan Haiyi from escaping. It seemed that Fan Haiyi was just an insignificant existence.
“Let me go, I’m going to kill him!” Hei Wuchang struggled. He was so anxious that he didn’t know what to do. He opened his mouth ferociously and bit the side of Bai Wuchang’s neck.
“Ugh—” Bai Wuchang gasped, holding onto Hei Wuchang but not letting go at all. He still held firm and said, “I can’t sit by while you do stupid things.”
“What stupid things?” Hei Wuchang looked at him in bewilderment. “Fan Haiyi killed me! He killed me, so why can’t I take revenge? Why should I still have to watch him live the rest of his life well, watch him develop success and recognition sought after by thousands of people, watch him talk and laugh in front of me?! Am I going to… let him go like this?”
“Of course not.” Wen Nuan suddenly spoke up. “Xiao Hei, although I don’t want to speak for natural law in the world, but I believe that after too many evil actions, he will definitely suffer.”
As he spoke, he took out a mobile phone that was a bit big for him with both hands, and showed it to Hei Wuchang as if he was offering a treasure.
It was just a mobile phone, but it was a little different from the mobile phones of eighteen years ago. It was a smart phone. It was the one Baili Wuchang carried with him, but he didn’t expect it to come in handy.
Wen Nuan brought the two Baili Wuchangs to witness the whole process of what happened, whether it was the prank of those classmates or Fan Haiyi’s blackening.
Wen Nuan held up the mobile phone and said, “I took the video of those classmates locking you in the equipment room and Fan Haiyi setting fire in preparation for death. You will have evidence.”
Hei Wuchang stared blankly at Wen Nuan, who blinked at him. “There are many kinds of revenge. There is no need for you to dirty your hands. That method is too outdated. Xiao Hei, we are all modern people. Now, you have to expand your thinking, you know?”
“But…” Hei Wuchang still had a somewhat unwilling expression on his face. These videos could indeed prove that Fan Haiyi once wanted to kill Song Xing, but at most, it was only an attempted murder. Fan Haiyi was not yet eighteen years old, and his family was so rich…
To put it bluntly, Hei Wuchang was unconvinced.
Wen Nuan was not in a hurry. Baili Wuchang next to him spoke up and said, “You may not know yet, but the person who killed Classmate Cao was Fan Haiyi.”
Ho Damn, Sha-nay-nay!
THE WAY MY EYEBROWS SHOT UP!! 🙀🙀 I can’t believe this plot twist!
Agh fan haiyi I had wanted you to prove my theory wrong but he checked all the boxes. Never ever judge a book by its cover huh
Dannnnnnggggg that plot twist!!!! So good! I feel so bad for Song Xing/Hei Wuchang’s suffering especially when he described the fire and his despair.
Thank you for the chapter. I hope a translator volunteers and we keep getting this awesome novel!
Thanks for the chapter!! Hoping a new translator pricks this up and keeps it going! 🤞🤞