Tong Xiaosong felt that Wang Yu was simply like an annoying plaster. Since he got to know him, he couldn’t eat properly.
Is this happening again?
Wen Dong sighed, “Let’s change tables…”
“Don’t change, I won’t disturb you guys.” Wang Yu sat down with a mournful face, silently eating without much talk.
Wu Mabo looked puzzled. What’s going on?
Tong Xiaosong couldn’t help but look at Zhi Xian. He always felt like Zhi Xian did something.
Zhi Xian, with his eyes lowered, picked up some food for him and said, “Concentrate on eating.”
Wu Mabo leaned over and whispered, “What’s wrong with you? Did you encounter something?”
Wang Yu sounded weary, “Didn’t encounter anything, just having bad dreams these past few days, not sleeping well.”
Wu Mabo’s eyelids twitched, and he quickly asked, “What kind of nightmares?”
Wang Yu didn’t feel the need to hide such a thing, so he sighed heavily and said in a normal tone, “These days I keep dreaming of getting married, it’s a traditional Chinese wedding, with the bride wearing a red veil. But when I lift the veil… it’s horrifying, even worse than my late grandmother.”
Tong Xiaosong:…
Never seen someone describe something like that.
Wu Mabo sighed, “If your grandmother heard that, she’d come back to slap you before lying down again.”
Having experienced many strange things, Wen Dong felt ominous upon hearing this dream.
He glanced at Zhi Xian and asked tentatively, “Zhi Xian, what do you think?”
“Ah?” Zhi Xian lifted his gaze, a smile playing on his lips. “What do I think? I haven’t seen it, I just heard about it, right? Dreaming of getting married, that’s a good thing. Congratulations.”
Wang Yu gave Zhi Xian a hateful look and remained silent.
***
For several days in a row, Wang Yu appeared increasingly frail, with dark circles under his eyes. He even couldn’t eat properly.
Wu Mabo expressed concern, “Are you still having nightmares?”
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Wu Mabo wore a grim expression. “Zhi Xian, please spare Wang Yu. He may be annoying, but he means no harm…”
Tong Xiaosong stood at the corner of the stairs, just in time to hear this. He asked, “What’s wrong with Wang Yu?”
Zhi Xian stepped aside. “Come in and talk.”
As Wu Mabo walked in, he took out his phone. “This is a recording of a call he just made to me. Listen to it.”
Tong Xiaosong came down the stairs and stood beside Zhi Xian.
From the phone, they heard Wang Yu’s voice, trembling and hushed. “Come quick, there’s a ghost in my room…”
In the recording, Wu Mabo urgently whispered, “Come out quickly, I’m on my way to your place…”
Before he could finish his sentence, there was a beep, and the call got cut off.
Wu Mabo looked at Zhi Xian, pleading, “I know he’s been out of line and annoying, but he doesn’t deserve to die. I swear, if you spare him, I’ll make sure he stays far away from you, he’ll never show up in front of you again…”
Tong Xiaosong was a bit stunned. Was this… Zhi Xian’s doing?
“What do you take me for?” Zhi Xian sneered. “Play the recording again.”
Wu Mabo paused, then played the recording again. “Is there something wrong?” he asked.
Wen Dong frowned, as if he had noticed something. “Play it again.”
After playing it again, everyone realized that something was off.
Tong Xiaosong puzzled, “It sounds like… a woman’s voice?”
Wu Mabo shook his hand and played it again. This time, everyone heard it clearly.
It was a gentle female voice calling out, “A-Yu, so you’re here…”
The temperature inside the room was moderate, but besides Zhi Xian, the other three felt a chill run down their spines involuntarily, their eyes wide with fear as they looked at Zhi Xian.
Zhi Xian chuckled, “What are you looking at me for? I’ve told you before, my surroundings tend to attract all sorts of things. Even though Gu Xuan was the one who chose to move in initially, he worships me and practices some Thai evil magic. What good could he possibly attract? To avoid any trouble, Tong Xiaosong even moved out of the dormitory, and Wang Yu, who doesn’t know any better, moved in next door to me. If he doesn’t encounter anything sinister, who will?”
Tong Xiaosong: …
He finally understood why Zhi Xian had such a strange smile on the day Wang Yu moved in.
Because Zhi Xian knew that with Wang Yu being so close to him, he was bound to encounter trouble.
Moreover, Zhi Xian could discern between Yin and Yang energies. If Wang Yu was simply attracting negative energies, Zhi Xian would have noticed it long ago.
The reason he didn’t say anything was to deliberately deal with Wang Yu.
Wang Yu dug his own grave, leaving Wu Mabo and Wen Dong at a loss for words.
Tong Xiaosong found it even harder to speak up, only able to hold onto the last line of defense and ask, “If we leave him alone, will he die?”
Zhi Xian: “Most likely.”
Everyone: …
Tong Xiaosong carefully observed Zhi Xian’s expression, feeling that Zhi Xian’s demeanor didn’t seem like someone who wanted to put Wang Yu in mortal danger.
Wen Dong pleaded, “Zhi Xian, please, help him. We promise he won’t appear in front of you again. After all, it’s a human life. He’s not that bad.”
Zhi Xian looked at Tong Xiaosong with a smile, asking, “What do you think?”
Wu Mabo anxiously added, “Don’t make it difficult for Tong Xiaosong. He never showed Wang Yu a good face from start to finish. Zhi Xian, this has nothing to do with Tong Xiaosong. It’s our request, please…”
Zhi Xian remained silent, calmly observing Tong Xiaosong.
Tong Xiaosong locked eyes with Zhi Xian, sensing the mockery in his gaze. He felt that his speculation might be correct. He said, “My thoughts align with yours.”
Wu Mabo’s vision blurred: It’s over, Wang Yu is doomed.
Wen Dong also looked at Tong Xiaosong in disbelief.
When Gu Xuan died, Tong Xiaosong quickly accepted it, and they didn’t find it strange or consider Tong Xiaosong heartless. Gu Xuan was comparable to a demon from hell, never treating others like human beings, and had even caused the deaths of many people. Moreover, he used to bully Tong Xiaosong so much that it was normal for Tong Xiaosong to hold a grudge.
But Wang Yu hadn’t done anything like that. He wasn’t even really trying to ruin the relationship between the two.
At first, Wang Yu did have feelings for Tong Xiaosong, but the main reason he caused such a disturbance was that he didn’t like Zhi Xian and deliberately opposed him.
Although such behavior was annoying, it certainly didn’t warrant death.
Zhi Xian, however, smiled, his eyes full of amusement. “Since that’s the case, let’s go next door and take a look.”
With these words, Wu Mabo and Wen Dong knew they had misunderstood, and they realized they had been wrong.
From the beginning, Zhi Xian had never intended for Wang Yu to die.
Wu Mabo’s spirits lifted, and he said gratefully, “I knew you wouldn’t stand by and watch him die, Zhi Xian!”
Zhi Xian had already started to walk out, and upon hearing this, he said, “Let’s go, or else if he really dies later, it won’t be a matter of whether I’ll save him or not.”
The group of four went out and arrived at the neighboring apartment, then rang Wang Yu’s doorbell.
After two minutes, the door opened.
Wang Yu looked somewhat dazed, blocking the doorway and showing no intention of coming out or letting anyone in. His voice was devoid of any emotion as he asked, “What’s the matter?”
Thinking that there might be a ghost inside and Wang Yu was uncomfortable speaking, Wu Mabo urged, “Come out, we need to talk to you. Come on, step out.”
Wang Yu frowned, his face showing disgust. “I’m busy, no time!”
With that, he slammed the door shut.
Wu Mabo:…
Zhi Xian calmly suggested, “Let’s go back. Let’s see how long his courage can hold up. Tomorrow morning, we’ll pry open the door and check the situation.”
Wu Mabo gasped in surprise. “You’re saying it so openly…”
Zhi Xian smiled. “What’s wrong with saying it? Wen Dong, you help us get time off. Tomorrow, you’ll be responsible for keeping Wang Yu occupied at school. Try to prevent him from coming back. It’s late already today, so you guys can sleep in the guest room.”
With everything arranged, they would wait for the next day.
