Chapter 28 It’s Rain

"Yang Zhi, my phone is almost out of battery. Let's use your phone to play music today."

In the rehearsal room, Song Moyang yang her cell phone and asked Yang Zhi: "Do you have any music?"

"Yes, but my phone battery is a bit aging and may not last long."

"It's okay, it's over soon anyway."

Yang Zhi didn't think about it and contributed his mobile phone. After the training, Song Mo and his group of girls left the rehearsal room, which became much quieter in an instant.

Yang Zhi is the last one to leave every day. As Song Mo said, she joined the ball for a short time and the basketball game is about to come. She must be familiar with every move so that she will avoid mistakes when performing the show.

The music played outside ended abruptly, and the phone issued a low battery prompt. Yang Zhi stopped moving, walked over in sweat, unplugged the volume plug of the external playback, and the phone screen dimmed and turned off.

She packed her schoolbag and was about to leave, but unexpectedly found that the door of the rehearsal room was locked from outside!

She had been dancing before, but didn't notice who came to lock the door. Is it possible that the aunt managed the aunt? She kept playing music. The aunt should be able to hear someone in the rehearsal room anyway.

Yang Zhi didn't have time to think about how the door was closed. It was getting late, and now she just wanted to leave here soon. She ran to the window and looked outside. The rehearsal room was not in the teaching area. There was a small garden below, which was about two meters high, and there were basically no people in the garden.

Yang Zhi shouted a few more times, but no one heard her.

Too miserable.

She returned to the rehearsal room and took out her phone. She had no power at all. The phone had turned off automatically. She looked up at the central air conditioner on the ceiling, and dense sweat oozed out from her forehead.

The central air conditioner was turned off when the girls left. Yang Zhi didn't know who turned it off. She jumped very attentively and didn't care.

She walked around the classroom and couldn't find the air conditioner remote control.

After the air conditioner was dissipated, the rehearsal room began to become stuffy, like a rumbling oven, steaming it all over.

The phone was out of power, the classroom door was locked, the air conditioner was closed, and the remote control was missing... Yang Zhi rarely speculated on others with malicious intentions, but she was not a fool either.

All seemingly reasonable plots are subtly connected together and point to the same result, which is not a coincidence, but a prank.

Yang Zhi took out the exercise book from his bag and fanned himself to relieve the heat in midsummer.

Although she told herself to be calm and her heart would be cool, she just couldn't calm down no matter how she couldn't calm down. There seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, just like a cicada in late summer, screaming in her heart at the top of her lungs.

anger.

But after experiencing so many things, she will no longer ask herself why...

If everything has something to do, then there will be no so many injustice in the world.

You are weak, others are bullying you. If you have the ability, you will bully you back. If you don’t have the ability, you will endure it.

Yang Zhi slowly sat down against the wall, took out the word book and started memorizing the words. The darkness quietly sneaked into the rehearsal room, like a giant beast spreading its sharp claws and swallowing her into her bag.

She tried to turn on the light, but the light did not turn on. It should be that the main power supply was cut off, and the power would be cut off after nine o'clock in the Cultural and Sports Department building.

Is it already so late? Yang Zhi couldn't see the time without a cell phone. He thought that he would be worried that Kou Xiang would not go back so late.

Will he worry? He should take the opportunity to sneak out and play. Anyway, it is not easy for no one to care about him.

At that time, in the bar hall filled with heavy metal hits and hustle and bustle, Kou Xiang walked down from the stage. The audience below shouted the name of "Caesar" and rushed forward excitedly, wanting to take a photo with him.

Kou Xiang lowered his head and staggered them, returned to the bar, took out his cell phone and looked at the time, and found that there was no missed call or text message.

It was rare to have time today. I thought Yang Zhi would call him three or five times and urge him to go home, but I never thought that there was no news.

Kou Xiang called her, but the other end was turned off. He was a little uneasy and called home again. Aunt Zhou said that Miss Yang had not come back yet.

Kou Xiang couldn't sit still anymore and walked straight to the exit. Shen Xingwei called him: "There will be one later, and we will agree to have two."

"Something is wrong." Kou Xiang was too lazy to explain, so he walked straight out of the bar hall. The heat of midsummer came to his face. Then there was a rumbling sound in the distance, and the heavy rain fell as soon as it was heard.

Kou Xiang didn't have time to think about it, so he rode a motorcycle and rushed directly into the rain curtain.

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Yang Zhi heard the dense raindrops slapping the leaves outside the window, and she was really desperate now.

It was raining all night long. I originally hoped that someone would pass by the cultural and sports building and find her locked in the classroom. But now it started to rain heavily.

Are you really going to spend the night here tonight?

Yang Zhi was so uncomfortable with sweat, but at this time the window opened and the strong wind gushed in, which dispelled a lot of stuffiness.

There was a roar of thunderstorm in the distance, and she sat against the wall with her knees in her arms, feeling a little uneasy. When she first came to school, she heard the gossip queen Su Beibei talked about various anecdotes in the school, including the rumors of haunted buildings in the Ministry of Culture and Sports, saying that at midnight, you can hear footsteps in the corridor, and on stormy nights, you can also hear the shrill girl crying.

Of course, everything is nonsense.

There are ghosts in this world.

Yang Zhi took a deep breath and comforted himself, not afraid or afraid, it was all nonsense. There was no ghost or strange thing in this world. Oh, even if there were, it was still a ghost in human heart.

There seemed to be footsteps in the corridor, dada, dada... Yang Zhi's heart was raised to his throat.

She moved to the door, listened with her ears, and the sound of footsteps seemed to be gone again. She covered her chest and could clearly feel her heart beating.

A few minutes later, the footsteps sounded again, as if they were nearby, and Yang Zhi was so scared that he was scattered...

At this time, there shouldn't be anyone outside.

I recalled the story of Su Beibei in my mind, at midnight, the sound of footsteps in the corridor...

Her heart was raised to her throat, she grabbed her schoolbag and hugged her in front of her with caution.

"Yang Zhi, are you inside?"

The extremely familiar male voice came from outside the door, and it turned out to be Kou Xiang!

How kind.

Yang Zhi was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He rushed to the door and shouted: "I'm here, I'm here, is Kou Xiang you? Are you outside?"

Kou Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and he pushed the door without moving.

"Maybe the management aunt didn't pay attention when she left, so I was locked inside." She explained: "The phone is out of power."

"idiot."

Although Kou Xiang outside the door blamed him, he was particularly gentle: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Yang Zhi pouted: "No, I'm just a little scared."

Kou Xiang seemed to have touched the window, but the eaves on the corridor were very high, so he could jump up, but Yang Zhi couldn't get up.

A few minutes later, Kou Xiang went around the window beside him and called her. Yang Zhi ran over and saw Kou Xiang standing in the heavy rain and waved to her: "It's just such a short wall, are you still waiting for the firefighter uncle to come to save you."

The windowsill can indeed jump directly, but she leaned out and felt very high. If she jumped down, she would break her legs! She wouldn't jump.

"I didn't wait for the firefighter uncle, I was going to sleep in the classroom." She said in a muffled voice.

In the heavy rain, he shouted: "Do you jump or not."

"I won't jump." Yang Zhi stubbornly: "If I fall, I will have to play basketball in a few days."

"Oh, you're worried about basketball."

"Of course, after practicing for so many days, you can't work hard in vain."

Kou Xiang smiled and said, "Okay, if you don't jump, you can sleep in the classroom, I'll leave."

"You go..."

"I heard that there will be footsteps in the corridor at midnight here, but it must be that it is not the footsteps of your Brother Kou."

Yang Zhi was shocked and quickly stopped him: "Hey! Don't leave!"

Kou Xiang turned around and finally realized that the little girl was not afraid of the world, but she turned out to be afraid of ghosts.

"Jump or not."

"It will fall!"

"I won't fall, I'm very short."

“So high.”

"That's because you look tall from above, but it's not high."

There was no other way, so Yang Zhi had to carry his schoolbag, climb up the windowsill with difficulty, and said tremblingly: "Then I'll jump, you stand a little further."

Kou Xiang didn't move: "You can't hit me."

Yang Zhi took a deep breath, plucked up the courage, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and then jumped down.

I thought I would fall on the concrete floor and fall to my whole body, but I didn't expect someone to catch her.

He lowered his penis and his body trembled without even trembling. He held her buttocks and hugged her steadily with his hands.

Yang Zhi hung on him like a koala.

In the heavy rain, the two of them face to face, their eyes facing each other, and their breathing intertwined.

Yang Zhi's heartbeat was about to stop, and he looked at him with his big eyes in panic. The raindrops flowed along her hair and the corners of his eyes were slightly hooked, and he said in a low-meal voice that only she could hear—

"I forgot to say that I will catch you."

Yang Zhi:...
To be continued...