"Ring——"
The bell for the end of the first evening self-study session rang.
Class 4, Grade 1.
Xue Jian, who was on duty, adjusted his sitting posture slightly after hearing the bell. He rubbed his right shoulder with his left hand, relaxing a bit more instinctively, but his eyes were still on the paper in his hand.
He didn't get up to go to the office for a break or light a mosquito coil, since Ding Sihan next to him was still asking him questions, and he had to provide an answer first.
"This question——"
"Eh? Lin Li? Why did you come back now?"
In the corridor, Bai Bufan's clear and surprised questioning voice echoed.
Xue Jian, who hadn't answered yet because he was considering the question, was just about to explain his thoughts. Upon hearing the voices in the corridor, he closed his mouth again and frowned slightly, listening attentively.
Who says you can't tell a good horror story with just one sentence?
Didn't Bai Bufan pull it off effortlessly?
