Mysterious Awakening-Chapter 553: Roommate
Chapter 553: Roommate
Chapter 553 -550 Roommate
Inside the female dormitory of a well-known university in the city.
Miao Xiaoshan didn’t want to call Yang Jian originally, not that she didn’t want to contact him—for they had known each other since middle school in Dachang City and were very close—but because she didn’t want to trouble him. She understood that Yang Jian was no longer the classmate who used to pester her for homework answers.
Yang Jian had more important things to do now.
However, the mysterious disappearance of her roommate, coupled with an uneasy hunch in her heart, ultimately pushed Miao Xiaoshan to muster the courage to make the call.
Yang Jian had once promised her that she should call him if she ever needed help.
"So what happened? What did your high school acquaintance, Yang Jian, say?” A curious girl from the upper bunk asked inside the dorm, “I don’t see the point in calling. He’s just here to work; what would he know? I think it’s better to report it tomorrow. Besides, it’s so late that even if you call, it’s useless. He definitely won’t come.”
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"Yeah, just go to sleep for now. Maybe things aren’t as bad as we imagine. Perhaps Zhang Xia has gone out on a date, and by tomorrow she’ll surely be back. Always suspecting the supernatural, that’s an illness, and I think it’s curable,” another roommate named Sun Yujia said with a smile.
"Maybe Xiao Shan just misses that old high school classmate and is using this as an excuse to call. She normally wouldn’t have the guts to do it.”
"Heh, that makes sense.” A few girls teased each other, not believing that a roommate had truly disappeared.
The security at this school was so good, with regular patrols—how could someone possibly disappear mysteriously.
"Can’t you all just stop the nonsense for now? Let Miao Xiaoshan finish her call first,” another girl named Liu Zi said impatiently. She was a local and had some authority in the dorm like an elder sister; her words carried weight.
Sure enough, the other teasing girls immediately fell silent.
Liu Zi wasn’t in a good mood today; she even felt a bit uneasy because she’d already learned about the identity of this high school classmate of Miao Xiaoshan’s named Yang Jian from her boyfriend.
He was quite special.
Special enough that even her rich second generation boyfriend didn’t qualify to mingle with such people.
So ever since that day, she had been especially courteous to Miao Xiaoshan.
The phone call didn’t last long.
Soon, the call ended, and Miao Xiaoshan lowered her phone from her ear. After hanging up, her face turned slightly pale, and a look of terror flashed in her eyes as she unconsciously glanced towards her roommate Zhang Xia’s bed.
The bed was very tidy, with no extra clutter, but there was an old oil painting with a historical vibe placed against the wall.
Yang Jian had mentioned that there was something wrong with that oil painting.
"Miao Xiaoshan, what’s wrong? Why do you look so pale?” Liu Zi inquired.
Miao Xiaoshan shivered, snapping back to reality with a hint of panic in her voice, “Quick, we need to leave, get out of the dorm, leave this place now.”
As she spoke, she quickly started to get dressed in a hurry, as if running for her life.
In bed? Hurry up and go.”
One of the roommates laughed immediately, “Miao Xiaoshan, you must have been fooled by your high school classmate. A paranormal event, really? I’ve never seen a ghost in all my life. What era do you think this is? Do you still believe in this stuff? I think you’re just too naive, believing everything that’s told to you. If there really were ghosts, then I’d like to see what a ghost looks like.”
"Yeah, Miao Xiaoshan, that Yang Jian is definitely trying to scare you. He’s too bad, knowing you’re scared of ghost stories yet deliberately telling you such things. Don’t be so jumpy; just go to sleep already. I guarantee nothing will happen tonight,” Sun Yujia said earnestly.
But the more they said this, the more anxious and unsettled Miao Xiaoshan became.
They had no idea what she and Yang Jian, along with their other classmates, had experienced back at No. 7 Middle School in Dachang City.
In their entire class, nearly fifty students, only seven were alive to leave the school by the end of the night.
That day’s experience was the nightmare of her life.
Seeing Miao Xiaoshan so emotionally stirred up, Liu Zi started to waver as well.
The idea of the dormitory being haunted by ghosts and encountering supernatural events seemed like a far-fetched tale, even laughable.
But what if, just what if, it were true?
After all, Yang Jian was someone even her boyfriend was extremely wary of; maybe he did know some inside information.
After some thought, Liu Zi said, “Let’s listen to Miao Xiaoshan for now and leave the dorm first. We can discuss everything else tomorrow.”
"You’ve got to be kidding, Liu Zi. Do you really believe what Miao Xiaoshan says? If you want to go, then go, but I’m not joining your madness. I’m going to sleep; I have to attend classes tomorrow,” that roommate said before lying back and wrapping herself in the quilt, ignoring everyone else.
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"All of this is so confusing. I can’t wrap my head around it. Ah, I can’t be bothered with all this, ghosts or no ghosts. I don’t believe in that stuff. Miao Xiaoshan, stop dragging me, I’m really sleepy. I’m going to bed too. You have something to say, tell it to Liu Zi, she believes you anyway,” said Sun Yujia, retreating back under her covers helplessly.
Miao Xiaoshan was anxious and at a loss, with her roommates completely disbelieving her. It was too difficult to pull them out of their beds in the middle of the night.
But if we don’t leave now, and something really happens, then we won’t be able to escape at all.
Back in No. 7 Middle School, she had witnessed a ghost appear right before her eyes, and if they had been just one step slower at that time, everyone would have died in the school.
So time is precious.
Maybe I should go alone?
Such a thought flashed across Miao Xiaoshan’s mind, but she couldn’t bear to expose her roommates to danger.
Seeing that they had no intention of leaving the dormitory, Liu Zi also began to hesitate.
Member how Qian Wanhao died, right?”
As he spoke, he walked in.
His ghostly eye had already reacted; the Ghost Domain could only extend outside the dormitory, which was enough proof that this painting was identical to the one he had encountered in that apartment complex.
The curse of the ghost painting.
"Hey, this is the girls’ dormitory; boys are not allowed to stay. Didn’t you see we were all sleeping? If you’re looking for Miao Xiaoshan, you should wait outside,” a roommate chided, raising her head.
Yang Jian just glanced at her briefly, “Do you have a death wish, woman?”
The roommate immediately silenced herself. She had never seen anyone with such eyes before: dismissive, cold-blooded, devoid of any emotion, as if she was just a corpse in his eyes, suggesting that any further words would bring about severe consequences.
"Yang Jian, don’t be like this,” Miao Xiaoshan said nervously, grabbing his hand.
Yet from his hand, she could not feel any warmth that a living person should have, but she still did not let go.
It wasn’t Yang Jian’s choice to become like this; it was an inevitability from their time at No. 7 Middle School.
"Having unreliable teammates once is enough; if some people want to die, you can’t accompany them.”
Yang Jian grabbed her hand firmly, “Close your eyes, don’t look at anything you shouldn’t, follow me and leave this place.”
Miao Xiaoshan had no resistance and immediately closed her eyes.
Yang Jian led her, striding out of the dormitory.
"But, my roommates Miao Xiaoshan said quietly.
"They are not my roommates, and I have no duty to care for them. If it really comes down to it, you can just change roommates later; anyway, you haven’t been getting along with them for long,” Yang Jian said, his tone still indifferent.
Where was Yang Jian, who had carried out Miao Xiaoshan earlier?
Connecting this to the earlier talk of the dormitory being haunted, Liu Zi now felt it could very well be true.
The fear in her heart grew boundlessly, and she couldn’t worry about anything else, running madly outside.
