The administrative building is hollow to the top. Standing in the lobby, you can look up and see the corridors surrounding the entire six-story building. At night, there is no one, only the flowers and plants in the lobby exude vitality.
Six people were lined up in pairs, with their wrists tied to ropes. Ethan Cole put his left wrist into the noose, holding the end of the rope with his right hand. When he blew a whistle, the sound-controlled lights on several floors were turned on.
"Let's go." He narrowed his eyes.
Noah Carter and Connor Reeves led the way in the first row, the two big guys were at the end, and the most timid shrimp were in the middle.
The circular corridor was bright and empty, with closed doors arranged closely together, making one feel dizzy at a glance.
Aiden King walked with his head down, silently recalling the parameters of Little Crab from 1.0 to 24.0 in his mind.
The six people didn't say anything, and after walking for a while, the voice-controlled light suddenly went out.
All around was shrouded in empty darkness.
Aiden King paused, and then Ethan Cole whistled beside him, the lights came on again, and the six people continued walking.
......
The year Wang Qiaoman confronted Jian Hua, Aiden King was seven years old and in the third grade of elementary school.
That day, he returned home grimly, clutching his report card. A few middle-aged women in the hallway gathered together to chat. Seeing the half-smile on his face, one of them muttered, "A young master who has fallen into poverty."
Before Aiden King could figure out what was going on, he opened the door and saw his Lego Porsche broken into pieces on the ground.
The Lego mechanical set, which is suitable for children over 10 years old, he could build it by himself when he was 5 years old. There are many high-end toys worth more than 1,000 yuan at home, all bought by his father. One set costs half a month's salary for his father, but as long as he is willing to build it, his father will buy it for him.
"What's wrong with Dad?" Aiden King looked at his furious father with a confused look on his face.
Wang Qiaoman was sobbing beside him. She came over, squatted down and K!ssed his face, "Zixing, go to the hospital with your parents."
When they came out of the hospital, there was a real Porsche parked at the door. His mother asked him to get in the car first, and then she talked to his father outside the car.
Aiden King was still confused until the man in the co-pilot seat, who looked suspiciously like him and was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, turned around and smiled at him, "Zixing?"
"I'm the dad."
That was the most terrifying day in Aiden King’s life.
I can't remember how I ran back to my hometown. The seven-year-old kid sneaked out in the dark, took a taxi across the city diagonally from the rich area to the old city, stood at the door of my house in the middle of the night, took out the key and carefully inserted it into the keyhole.
As soon as the door opened a crack, a vase flew out from inside and shattered on the door panel.
"Get out!" Dad yelled in a hoarse voice.
The corridor was very dark, the voice-controlled lights would turn off automatically, and the dots of light on the glass looked like bat eyes.
As soon as the voice-activated light went out, Aiden King stomped his feet. The stomping sound came into the room through the crack in the door. After stomping a few times, another vase hit the door.
He stood in the dark for half the night, and it was his mother who found him.
......
Although his father had never been very kind to him over the years, the relationship between father and son had finally eased a little thanks to his unilateral efforts.
So that incident probably can't be considered a childhood trauma, but anyway, he still finds the dark corridor annoying even when he's grown up. The lights went out, and he instinctively didn't want to stamp his feet.
The lights in the administrative building went out again. Aiden King felt a tightness in his heart. After 0.5 seconds, Ethan Cole next to him whistled again, and the lights came on again.
"Peppa." Ethan Cole played with the rope leisurely, his black eyes shining, "You seem very scared."
"You are blind." Aiden King withdrew his thoughts and turned his head away indifferently.
Ethan Cole sighed, "If you had said you were scared earlier, I wouldn't have urged you to come here."
"The voice-activated lights in this building only stay on for a short time." Noah Carter turned around and said, "Why don't we just keep talking?"
"What are you talking about?" Dylan Scott's voice trembled. "I suddenly remembered that there are lights in the corridors of this building, but not in the hallways. We will have to go through the dark hallways five times later."
Aiden King's face instantly turned even uglier when he heard this. He raised his other hand that was not tied by the rope, gently touched his earrings, and then pushed down the brim of his hat.
"Someone in the dormitory chat group said that someone saw that shadow again." Noah Carter said while holding his phone, "Don't search the building anymore, let's go up together."
"Ah!" Dylan Scott hugged his arms tightly, "Damn! I'm so nervous!"
"There's no point being nervous." Ethan Cole smiled lazily, pulled the rope to untie everyone, whistled and headed upstairs, "Go!"
The rope around his wrist loosened, as if something was missing. Aiden King paused, stretched his wrist, and slowly put his hand into his trouser pocket.
"Young man, help me hold this end." Ethan Cole wrapped the rope around his arm several times, handed him the other end, and said, "It's too long. If you step on it, you will fall to death."
Aiden King looked at him, "Can't you get it yourself?"
"I have to take my phone." Ethan Cole smiled, "When I see a ghost, I will immediately Baidu its species and how to subdue it."
Aiden King was too lazy to argue with the lunatic and just grabbed the other end of the rope.
Ethan Cole actually argued with him, snorted and laughed, "Pull the big saw."
Fart. Aiden King curled his lips.
"Noah Carter." He called the only normal and reliable person and said, "It's unlikely that there are ghosts, but it's possible that there are bad people with bad intentions. We have two mobile phones ready, and if nothing works, we will call the police immediately."
Noah Carter nodded, "I have saved the speed dial key."
Ethan Cole smiled and said, "You trust the police so much. You are such a good young man."
"You don't believe it?" Aiden King asked back.
Ethan Cole curled his lips and said softly after a while, "I believe it very much. The police are good guardians of the people."
The six people quickly went upstairs, and as Dylan Scott said, the sound-controlled lights in the corridor were all broken. But Ethan Cole looked careless, whistling an unknown tune all the way from the first floor to the fourth floor. The whistle sounded against the staggered footsteps of the six people, and it was not as scary as imagined.
Every time he went up a level, the whistle changed its tune. Aiden King was usually a music fanatic, listening to pop, H!p-hop, classical, country, Chinese and foreign electronic music, but he couldn't tell what Ethan Cole was whistling.
But it sounds nice, with a lazy arrogance, just like the others.
After reaching the fourth floor, Ethan Cole stopped blowing the whistle for fear of disturbing the people above. The six people went upstairs in pairs, with Song Yangyang and Dylan Scott in front holding hands in friendship, trembling in the same rhythm.
One end of the rope was held in Aiden King's palm, which felt a little painful.
He glanced over and saw Ethan Cole, unwilling to be left out, desperately pulling the other end of the rope, pulling Aiden King's hand holding the rope in front of him.
"You are simply sick." Aiden King whispered and pulled his hand back with force.
Ethan Cole pulled it over again, "Really?"
"!"
Aiden King simply couldn't understand this man's neurosis, so he raised his hand and pulled it back. Ethan Cole smiled and rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his taut forearm muscles, and pulled it back rudely.
"You can play by yourself. I'm letting go." Aiden King said coldly and let go. Ethan Cole smiled and put away the other end of the rope, saying, "If you don't want to play, then don't play. Anyway, we've come here. You're pretending to be serious every day. Aren't you feeling frustrated?"
Aiden King was too lazy to reply to him as six people were already standing at the entrance to the rooftop.
The door was ajar, but a thin layer of moonlight seeped in through the crack, so the corridor was not completely dark.
Aiden King breathed a sigh of relief.
Noah Carter turned around and lowered his voice to the four people below and said, "Don't make any noise. Connor Reeves and I will go in and take a look first."
Connor Reeves insisted, "I'll open the door, if anything happens just run away, I'm not afraid."
"I beg you, please open the door quickly." Ethan Cole yawned, "Are you Alibaba? You have to say Open Sesame to open the door."
"Open it then." Connor Reeves swallowed, put his hand on the round rusty handle, closed his eyes, and then pushed the door open.
Moonlight poured in.
There are gusts of cool breeze on the rooftop on summer nights, and you can take in the entire campus of Yingzhong.
Aiden King's gaze passed through the gap between the two people in front of him, saw the "ghost" on the rooftop clearly, and then he was stunned for a while.
The two adults talking on the rooftop had no idea that there were six little kids standing behind them who came to explore in the middle of the night.
Old Ma sat on the edge of the rooftop, legs outstretched, swinging like an old child, "Director Emily Harris, have you figured it out?"
"No." Ava Wright sighed beside him, "I've been thinking from your perspective for several nights, and I still think that the child's mental quality is not good. Even if the parents' methods are wrong, he won't commit suicide... He is just spoiled, and his parents can just give him a beating."
Old Ma shook his head and said, "I have come to some understanding."
"This place is so high. Standing on the top, look at the proud faces below. They are as big as the charged balls on your physics papers." Old Ma said, "Do you remember what Connor Reeves said when he jumped off the building that day? He said that all his classmates had passed the exams and were admitted to top universities. Maybe the child said that his parents didn't understand, but in his heart he couldn't forgive himself. He felt that he was one of the top students in Class 3, but he ended up being the last in the exam. Most of the N universities were downgraded to key universities. In his circle, he could pass the exam with his eyes closed, but he didn't pass, which was very embarrassing."
Connor Reeves's body stiffened for a moment.
Ava Wright sighed, "There's no need to be so particular among classmates."
"Of course not." Old Ma laughed. "When you were a kid, you went to school for more than ten years. Didn't you meet a few people you didn't like? Even the people you hated went to good universities, and you were the only one who failed a grade. Would you think too much? This is called peer pressure. Kids nowadays are under this kind of pressure from a young age."
Ava Wright did not comment, and after a while he said, "What should we do then?"
"No big deal." Old Ma smiled and patted the dirt off his hands. "They've figured it out. We'll take good care of them in the next year. We always guide children to manage their emotions correctly. How do we guide them? You have to first know where they tend to get stuck in a dead end and what kind of emotions are likely to go astray. Next year, no matter whether the children in this class can leave or not, there must not be another one standing on the rooftop in despair and committing suicide."
"Teacher!" Connor Reeves suddenly shouted with tears streaming down his face.
Aiden King's feet trembled. He was originally deep in thought, but the shout almost made him fall off the stairs. In his peripheral vision, Lao Ma also trembled. If the edge of the rooftop was not wide, he would have walked right off.
"Good fellow." Lao Ma stood up and wiped his sweat, "You are going to murder the class teacher."
Ava Wright said sternly, "What are you doing? Why are you not sleeping at night and running out one by one to commit suicide together?"
Connor Reeves, a rough man, burst into tears, "Old Ma, I will definitely not jump next year, even if I get a total score of more than 100 points next year, I will not jump!"
Lao Ma's face froze. "Forget it. A student with a level of 650 will get a total score of more than 100 points after repeating the year under my guidance. Maybe it will be my turn to jump."
He paused and looked at Ethan Cole awkwardly, "Don't take it personally. I don't mean to look down on those who scored over 100 points."
"I'm over 190." Ethan Cole snorted nonchalantly, wrapped the ropes around and around, turned his head to look at the night sky over Yingzhong, and squinted slightly in the wind.
"You still have the rope." Ava Wright's face turned pale, "All of you come to the Academic Affairs Office tomorrow, and go back to sleep immediately! Ethan Cole! Leave the rope behind!"
Ethan Cole's expression changed subtly, "I didn't do anything bad."
It turns out this guy is also afraid. Aiden King raised his eyebrows beside him - afraid that others will confiscate his rope? Why? The rope is his life?
Ava Wright stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."
"No way." Ethan Cole said.
After a few seconds of stalemate, he finally untied the rope from his arm, put it in Ava Wright's hand with an unruly and unforgivable look on his face, and turned and left.
Lao Ma sighed and raised his hand to shoo them away, "Hurry up, go back to sleep, hurry up!"
When Aiden King went downstairs, Ethan Cole had disappeared. He returned to the dormitory with everyone else. Zhang Xi and Lucas Hayes went to the study room to study hard, while Ethan Cole lay alone on the bed.
Aiden King climbed up the ladder, only to see this guy browsing Taobao with the payment page on the screen.
The product is called "Wild Survival Nylon Rope with Free Shipping and Cloth Bag", and the price is 140.
Aiden King watched Ethan Cole make the payment, and a text message popped up saying that 140 yuan was deducted from the account balance and 2.2 yuan was deducted.
He stood on the ladder and raised his eyebrows, "You have made a lot of money these past two days."
Ethan Cole put the phone under his pillow and turned over facing the wall. "What are you looking at? Have you never seen poor people?"
"I've never seen you so poor." Aiden King held back his laughter and lay down on the bed. After a pause, he said softly, "Hey, handsome Chenchen. Do you want to eat steamed lamb, steamed deer tail, braised chicken and bacon, pine flower tripe..."
Ethan Cole lay down with the pillow, staring at the top of Aiden King's head with narrowed eyes for a while.
"Some people have black hearts." He hissed, "Pitch black."
The author has something to say: In the middle of the night, I was typing on the keyboard when I heard some noise outside, so I got up and opened the door.
Zaidan was in the yard, dragging a ladder forward with difficulty.
What are you doing if you don’t sleep? The keyboard tycoon wrapped himself in pajamas. I heard that the little money you earned was confiscated by the urban management?
Don't mention that. Zhadan said coldly, that was a hurdle in my life, and I have already overcome it.
The person typing on the keyboard couldn't help but laugh twice and asked, "Then why are you moving the ladder?"
I want to go upstairs.
The person typing on the keyboard was about to get angry, but Zhadan looked up at the moon and sighed softly.
The moonlight is so beautiful tonight. Pulling Egg whistled and said, I want to invite Shan Egg to go to the roof to enjoy the breeze.
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