"What's wrong, Li Qing? Why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"

"Can I stay in your dormitory for a while? My roommate accidentally locked the door."

"Of course, we can go back together."

Upon hearing these words, I was instantly filled with joy. The footsteps at the end of the corridor were getting closer and closer. I had already entered Room 205 with Lin Zihan. This time, I will definitely survive until dawn.

Lin Zihan pushed open the door of Room 205. I was just about to enter when she leaned against the doorframe and stopped me. She smiled at me, her smile filled with a hint of resentment.

"Li Qing, I really hate you. You're so poor and naive. There are no good people left in this school. Just die!"

She suddenly pushed me out and then slammed the door shut.

I couldn't feel anything else. My head was instantly frozen and painful, and then I woke up again. It was still the familiar entrance of the dormitory, but I still couldn't go in.

This was already the third time I died in the corridor. I shouldn't have trusted Lin Zihan. That notebook once told me not to trust anyone after dark.

But why do they all say there are no good people in this school? Now I can't go to Room 203 or 205, and the corridor ghost can catch up with me at any moment. What should I do?

The footsteps, gradually getting closer, urged me to make a decision quickly. I ran towards the bathroom, took off my coat and threw it into one of the stalls, then turned around and hid in the opposite water supply room.

The footsteps were getting closer, and I suddenly noticed that Li Qing's arms were covered with various scars—burns, bruises, and a nearly twenty-centimeter-long scar.

Those scars remained quietly on her arms. I started to examine them and realized that it wasn't just her arms. Li Qing's whole body was covered in scars. I never felt any pain. Or perhaps Li Qing's body had become numb to this kind of injury.

No, it wasn't just Li Qing. Even though it was summer, Zhang Xiaoxuan, Cao Yan, Xiao Xiao, everyone in the class wore long clothes and pants and never took them off.

Did their bodies also bear such scars?