I'd better follow that person's instructions. Now the only person I can turn to is Yu Shengdong. I called him and explained my purpose, and he asked me to go to the coffee shop in the evening.

I had a quick meal in the afternoon and went to look for him. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the door, he called me and said that his mother came to see him today and that it would be another day. I remembered that he had mentioned that those things were in the school history museum.

The uncle told him, I can go directly to that uncle.

As soon as I arrived, the uncle was about to close the door. I hurriedly pulled the door frame with my hand and said, "Uncle, I want to ask you something?"

"What's going on?" The uncle was confused.

"Can I come in and talk?"

The uncle hesitated for a moment, opened the door and said, "Okay!"

"Thank you."

The uncle asked me to sit down, poured me a cup of tea, and asked me, "What's going on?"

"I want to ask about 342. It's the girl in the blue skirt."

"Why do you ask?"

"Actually, I live in 342. Recently a girl in our dormitory committed suicide. I suspect it was related to that girl."

"Oh, actually, 60 years ago, my father was the building manager of Teaching Building No. 1, and it was my mother who looked after Dormitory Building No. 3 (now Dormitory Building No. 5)."

"Thank you!" I felt so kind to you.

"It was a summer night, and it was raining heavily that day. It was about 11 o'clock, and it was time for my father to close the door of the building (at that time, I lived with my father). At this time, a girl ran in in a hurry. She didn't even hold an umbrella.

, her whole body was soaked, she was wearing a white shirt and gray trousers, with the same hairstyle as most girls at that time, with two braids. She was panting and said, 'Uncle, can you wait a moment?'

‘Are you waiting for someone?’ my dad asked.

‘Um, um.’ Her expression became a little solemn and she looked a little dazed, then her eyes widened, as if she was frightened, and her body shivered.

'Let's sit inside for a while. You can see the outside from the window.'

‘No! I’ll wait here. You can go back. When I come out, I’ll ask you to come out and close the door.”

‘Well, okay.’ My father and I walked into the house. We waited for nearly half an hour, but there was no movement outside.

'Is that girl leaving? Why is there no movement at all?' Dad said, 'Let's go out and take a look.'

We went out to take a look, and sure enough, no one was there. "Xiaohui (my nickname), go upstairs and have a look. There are two shouts on each floor to see if anyone is there."

I kept shouting for the ninth floor, and heard a fierce quarrel in 902, and then a girl was crying hysterically. I hurriedly ran over to take a look. As soon as I entered the front door of 902, I heard an "ah" sound, and I hurriedly ran

When I went in, why was there no one in the classroom? I felt bad. I saw the window was open. I quickly looked down and saw a person lying on the underground road, that is the girl. I was frightened and ran away in one breath.

When we got to the first floor, my father had already called the police. I went out and saw that the girl was beaten so hard that her brains came out. Her white shirt was stained with blood. Her expression had an indescribable feeling. In short, I was scared. But

I always felt that the girl did not commit suicide. I heard her arguing at that time, but the school finally gave the explanation that she committed suicide because she could not adapt to school life. At that time, the school had just been established, and the matter was suppressed for the sake of reputation.

, and also told people at the school not to spread this matter."

"Then do you know this girl?"

"I learned a little about it from my mother. My mother said that the girl was very ordinary, but lively. She often posted some handwritten propaganda in the bulletin board at the door of our dormitory. I heard that she was a member of the student union of the school. She later

I have a boyfriend. He is very tall and handsome. I heard that he is very good at social networking. They closed the building door at around 11 o'clock in the evening, and they still hugged each other outside the building door and did not let go, especially the girl.

Often her mother would urge her and tell her to close the door to the building, but the girl would hug her and not let go, as if she wanted to say goodbye.
Chapter completed!