The shadow's build was similar to Chang Gu's, but it was agile. It did not look like a person who was almost blind.
Chen Ge did not dare go out recklessly. He wanted to continue observing, but the shadow ran down the corridor like it was looking for something.
"Is that Chang Gu? Have his eyes returned to normal? "
The education block was dark. Even with his Yin Yang Vision, Chen Ge still moved carefully.
"Sir, is that someone you know? Should we follow him? "
"It's better to avoid unnecessary trouble. We'll go to the top floor first." Chen Ge kept his eyes on the shadow. The shadow did not leave but entered another classroom.
There were other people in the education block at night, and Chen Ge did not know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
The group came to the fourth floor. The toilet was on the other side of the corridor, and they had to cross the long corridor to reach it.
"No matter what you hear, do not answer. No matter what you see, do not leave the group, understand?" Chen Ge reminded the club members before carrying Wang Yicheng into the corridor.
He lowered his body and used the corner of his eyes to scan the classrooms on both sides.
It was dark inside the windows, and he could not see anything.
The club members followed behind Chen Ge. They tried their best not to look around, but the more they told themselves not to look, the more their eyes wandered.
"What is that?"
The classrooms here appeared to have not been cleaned for a long time. When Zhou Tu passed one of the windows, he saw strands of something that looked like hair under the window frame. It gave the impression that there was a girl leaning against the window.
"Could it really be a person?" Zhou Tu stood on his tiptoes. He maintained his walking posture and tilted his head slightly to look down the window.
"Hair … is moving?"
Before Zhou Tu could get a clear look, his body suddenly knocked into something. Caught off guard, he lost his grip on the cleaver, and the rusty cleaver fell to the ground.
The rusty cleaver clanked against the floor tiles. In the middle of the night, the sound was strangely piercing.
Everyone stopped moving, and Chen Ge turned to Zhou Tu. "What are you doing?"
"I accidentally ran into Zhang Ju." Zhou Tu pinched his nose and pointed at Zhang Ju, who was standing where he was. He noticed the strange expression on Zhang Ju's face. "Why did you suddenly stop?"
Zhang Ju did not answer. He lifted his head to look at the picture on the wall. His mouth fell open, and his pupils narrowed.
"Zhang Ju?"
No matter how the people around shouted, Zhang Ju did not respond. He stared at the picture on the wall, and there was a trace of sadness in his calm eyes.
He was a different man than he had been when he'd seen the knife that had killed the girl in the woods.
He didn't scream crazily, nor did he mutilate himself to alleviate the mental pain. He just stood quietly in front of the picture.
"This doctor … I've seen him before."
His voice was so soft that only the people around him could hear him.
"The fire burned one-fifth of my skin. I watched as my flesh was burnt, and I smelled the stench coming from my own body. My eyes melted, and my eyelids stuck together. My world fell into darkness."
"I was sent to the hospital. It was so painful that I couldn't feel the pain."
"I couldn't open my eyes, and my nose was burned away. Two-thirds of one ear was left, and one-third of the other was left."
"I became a monster. I couldn't see myself, but I knew I was no longer me. I couldn't go back and live like a human."
"Have you tried using two-thirds of your ears to listen to your family's voice?"
"Someone is saving me. I can feel my body getting more and more painful. I'm getting closer and closer to life, but how do I wake up?"
"My eyes were sliced open by something cold, and they were being cleaned bit by bit. My left eye was removed, and I could see a gray world through my right eye.
"I can't feel light, and the world that my right eye sees is only shadows. Tell me, do you think I should continue to live?"
Zhang Ju's hands pressed against the picture on the wall. His face was bleeding, and small blood vessels poked out from under his skin. They looked like surgical stitches.
"I know this doctor. He's been with me for a week. Death wants to take my life, and he's making a bet with Death."
His voice became hoarser. Zhang Ju's throat felt like it had been burned by fire, and his appearance was changing.
Scars and blood vessels spread across his face. His ears started to wilt like a flower, and the eyelid of his left eye started to melt.
"I didn't say a word to him, but I have a deep impression of him. In the last moments of my life, he was one of the three people who accompanied me."
The guilt toward the dead unlocked the lock in Zhang Ju's memory, and the doctor who had once saved him made the originally blurry memory clearer. The pieces of memory in his mind were pieced together, and blood vessels leaked out from under his skin like a wound that had already healed was being torn open again.
The blood vessels condensed into droplets and dripped on Zhang Ju's shirt. His shirt was slowly turning red. "If you were in the same situation as me, would you choose to live or die?"
"Half Red Specter? After recovering their memory, a ghost will return to their original appearance? Could it be that the female ghost in the tree hole can't maintain her human form because her memory hasn't been completely wiped? " Chen Ge's eyelids twitched, but his reaction was much better than the other members.
Zhou Tu did not even bother to pick up the cleaver. He grabbed Zhu Long's arm, and the two of them retreated three meters away.
No one answered. Zhang Ju's eyes slowly moved away from the picture. He looked at Chen Ge. "I remember who I am. Now, can you tell me who you are?"
The two stood in the dark corridor and looked at each other.
"You've asked me this question before, and I've given you the answer." Chen Ge stood where he was and did not take a step back. "We're the same. I want to recover my lost memory. Helping you is helping myself."
"You're lying!" Zhang Ju reached out to grab Chen Ge, but just as his fingers were about to touch Chen Ge, he stopped.
"Why did you stop?" Chen Ge took one step forward. He leaned close to Zhang Ju's despairing face. "Are you afraid that after you kill me, the other me will rise from the dead body? Are you afraid of the me in the Red Specter? "
His hands gripped Zhang Ju's shoulders. The expression on Chen Ge's face was crazed. His hands moved around Zhang Ju's shoulders before slowly lifting Zhang Ju's face and lightly touching the man's forehead.
"Kill me? Do you dare? "
Not only Zhang Ju, even Zhou Tu and Zhu Long, who were hiding behind him, were spooked.
The corridor was silent. After a long time, Chen Ge let go of Zhang Ju. He looked at the other members in the corridor. "I just want to find my lost memory. If you help me, you're helping yourselves, and vice versa."
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