Chapter 8

I was shocked by his strange tone, and then I reacted quickly.

Betrayal? Is there any mistake? Where does this start?

He doesn't think he's giving something, so let's make sure of it? I should be his right girlfriend?

But before I had any action, the man sent another message: do you like him?

Subconsciously, I had to button my mobile phone in my arms, and then I couldn't help looking at Zhuoyue. At this time, he was just looking at me, but he just crossed my eyes for a moment and then quickly turned away.

"Speak The phone vibrates again.

Who the hell is this?

Why do you ask these puzzling questions?

I don't know who he is. I don't know why he is so overbearing. It's my own business who I like. It has nothing to do with others!

I think it's necessary to explain these things to him clearly, otherwise I'll go crazy if he keeps on fighting like this.

So I sent a text message in the past: I like who has nothing to do with you, as for those things you send, address to me, I do not leave a, all back to you!

But after waiting for a long time, the man didn't reply.

Since he doesn't say it, I don't care. Since he regards me as his girlfriend, he will come again. I'll make it clear to him at that time.

What's more, I really don't have the heart to think about these. The post is waiting for me to clarify. After all, the power of the Internet is so powerful that it's shocking. I have to solve this problem first!

But when I took the initiative to contact the bar owner, I got the reply that they had tried to delete this kind of post, but they couldn't delete it anyway, unless the whole post bar was closed.

I know Zhu Xiaofei is such a bad person playing games. I didn't expect that she is still a technology house!

In order to slander me, I don't care about anything. I even made this kind of post that can't be deleted.

I was flustered for a moment and squatted on the ground at a loss. At this time, Zhuoyue lowered his body, poked my shoulder, and then threw me a reassuring look, "it's OK, there's me!"

Then he got up and went out of the classroom.

I didn't call him. After all, the more posts exist for a while, the greater the negative impact on me. He can solve it for me as soon as possible, so that the harm of the post to me can be minimized.

Because Zhuoyue's fierce action just now calmed all the people present, no one dares to trouble me even though he left. But those girls are staring at me with venomous eyes, as if they want to eat me alive

By dinnertime, Zhuoyue hasn't come back yet.

I want to contact him to ask how things are going, but Mingming has already typed the words well, but he hesitated repeatedly when pressing the send key, and finally he had no choice but to delete them.

"You like him?"

That strange man's question always reverberates in my mind, I lie on the table, in front of me as if Zhuoyue's indifferent and alienated face, I can't help but want to touch him, but when I stretch out my hand, the shadow is broken.

Yes, he is the person I can't reach. Isn't this dreamlike scene a wonderful metaphor?

Well, I've known it for a long time. From a very early time

I shook my head and drove all the thoughts out of my mind. Then I packed up and planned to go downstairs. But when I just stepped into the elevator, the door of the elevator closed with a bang. It was fast and loud!

But people who have taken the elevator know that the door of the elevator is closed slowly every time. How can it make such a violent noise?

I suddenly realized that something was wrong, so I reached out and pressed the key to open the door wildly, but all the lights were on in an instant, and the elevator quickly rose up. A hoarse female voice hiding in the dark began to count, "the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor..."

The speed was very fast, which made me dizzy, and the strange female voice hiding in the dark deepened my fear, but the elevator finally stopped on the seventh floor.

The lights on the top of the elevator are flickering and making Zizi sound, and each sound is so sharp in this quiet space, like a sharp nail scratching my heart.

"Open the door! There is no one Scared almost crazy by these horrible scenes, I beat the elevator door desperately. All I could hear was the sound of beating the door, and the gasping sound. It was mine.

In a flash, the overhead lights were completely out, and the whole elevator room fell into endless darkness

The instant darkness made me unable to see, but my hearing suddenly became extremely sensitive. My heart beat and breath were magnified countless times in this closed space.

And at this time, I suddenly found that I was not alone, there were many people talking in my ears, and there were those uncomfortable and painful groans.

No, cell phone!

I need help

I shivered and felt out my mobile phone, but at the moment when the screen was lit up, a face full of scars suddenly appeared in front of me. It was an ugly face, facial features had shifted, and it was covered with bloodBut he pointed to his mouth and opened his mouth to me.

The shadow of a man and a middle-aged woman beside me made me understand who they were. They were the three people who jumped off the building last night. But they were already dead last night?

"Ah I suddenly legs paralyzed, crying rushed to the elevator entrance, beating the door, hoping to be heard.

However, there was no one, but these three people grabbed my hair from behind, then pulled it back and bumped me into the wall behind me.

"Leave me alone, please." I cry, shout, cry, struggle, plead, appeal, "I didn't kill you, it's none of my business!"

But they didn't say anything. They didn't say anything. The middle-aged woman even handed me a sewing box, while the man handed me a ball of soft things, and then opened her mouth wide and made a sound.

I just looked at the things in my hand and threw them out.

They screamed, and I huddled in the corner of the elevator.

Just now that man handed me a half black and blue tongue with dried blood stains on it. I dare not touch it. I really dare not!

The woman squatted down to pick up the things and handed them to me again. I desperately waved my hand and cried for mercy. But the woman pointed to the pointer box and then pointed to the man. I finally understood what she wanted to do?

Tell that man to sew her tongue for me!

Grandma's leg, it's all a matter of the hospital. How can it be mistaken for me? Did I pull out his tongue?

Thinking of this, I suddenly think of the last gift I received from that man the other day

It's a half tongue. Maybe it's in my hand!

I'm so confused, but I still find time to smooth things out.

Yes, the man humiliated me in public, and then he pulled out his tongue by the mysterious man, so it's back. Injustice has its head and debt has its owner. Now it is the creditor who has found it.

I leaned on the elevator and tried to stabilize myself. Whether it was true or not, it was really because of me.

So I took the sewing box in her hand, and the half soft and rotten tongue. Then I sobbed and helped the man sew up his tongue.

What kind of scene is this? I'm sure all the horror films we've seen in our dorm are not enough for the current scene.

Although I tried my best to keep my inner peace, I could not help but tremble at the scene of panic, so that my fingers were stabbed several times.

Time passed very slowly. It was so slow that people felt unbearable suffering. My movements were extremely stiff because my nerves were numb. I don't know how long it took for his tongue to be sutured by me

"Thank you, thank you." The strange silence was finally broken, and the man who had just sewed up his tongue said such a word.

At this time, I was sweating all over, and my body and nerves were on the verge of collapse. My voice was like the dry and chapped land after the drought, and I couldn't make any sound at all.

But the man continued to voice, "he said, this is the first, punishment."

He? Punishment?

I wanted to ask, but I didn't have time to open my mouth, because at this moment, the elevator suddenly vibrated violently, followed by a crazy fall

I bumped into the wall behind me in a scream. I felt a pain in the back of my head, and then I fainted completely.

By the time I woke up again, I was in the hospital.

"Awake?" Zhuoyue Qingyue's voice rang out, "do you want to drink water?"

I shook my head and tried hard to sit up, but Zhuoyue pressed me back to the hospital bed. I had to lie down again, and then said to Zhuoyue word by word: "they, they come to me."

I told Zhuoyue exactly what happened in the elevator just now. Unexpectedly, he just picked his eyebrows and prepared to prevaricate me with nightmares.

So I raised my hand in front of his eyes, "it's true. They asked me to sew the tongue for that man. I was afraid for a moment, and I pricked my hand. Look!"

"What, bleeding?" Zhuoyue's voice suddenly raised a degree, and then squeezed my fingers to look carefully, eyebrows are more and more tight.

"Enron, next, you have to remember every word I say." Zhuoyue became very serious in an instant. "You must be careful when you meet strangers. Even if you see something strange, you have to pretend you don't know. Do you understand?"

"But..." I can't help but put in a word. To tell you the truth, what happened just now makes me still have a lingering fear. "They just came to me. I can't be absent."

"I mean after." But Zhuoyue said, "it's just that you've had a nightmare recently."I want to say something more, but Zhuoyue put out his hand to block my mouth.

The more he is like this, the more convinced I am that Zhuoyue must know something.

But why did he keep it from me?

I was a little angry, so I turned over and ignored him, but Zhuoyue took the initiative to turn the topic around, he told me that the post had been done.

I, um, I know.

Zhuoyue didn't say anything when he saw that I was indifferent to him, so we spent the next few hours in silence.

Later, I couldn't help it. I couldn't help throwing out the words that had been buried in my heart for a long time, "why, Zhuoyue, why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"