In the evening, I had a high fever.

My whole body seemed to be steamed and roasted by a furnace, and my consciousness followed suit, feeling drowsy and heavy.

It wasn't until my roommates woke up in the morning that they noticed something was wrong with me. They fed me antipyretic medicine and told me to rest for the day.

In the afternoon, I regained some clarity. I picked up my phone and found several missed calls from Zhou Fansheng from last night until this morning.

The last message was sent at noon: [Shen Nuo, did you forget what you owe me?]

This message from Zhou Fansheng sent chills down my spine, unearthing something buried deep in my memories.

Trembling, I replied to Zhou Fansheng's call, "I'm sorry, I had a cold last night, so I didn't hear the phone."

Zhou Fansheng didn't want to hear what I had to say. He only coldly said, "Tonight, at the Crystal KTV, I'll be waiting for you."

Soon, Zhou Fansheng sent me the private room number and asked me to arrive at seven o'clock sharp.

At six-thirty, I got into a taxi, but when the driver asked me where I wanted to go, I blanked out.

I couldn't remember where I was supposed to go.

So I could only awkwardly get out of the car.

Early the next morning, I overheard my roommates gossiping about Zhou Fansheng. They said he got drunk last night and came to the school to act crazy.

He insisted on sweeping the playground with a broom while shouting.

Who is Zhou Fansheng? Why does this name sound so familiar?

I felt puzzled.