It has been almost a week since the last time someone committed suicide by jumping off a building.
I haven't slept well these past few nights, and I often have nightmares. Occasionally, I heard other classmates talking about the boy who jumped off the building on the street. He seemed to have committed suicide because of too much study pressure. Whenever I hear people talking about him, I always think of the hideous look on his face that morning.
I don't know if it was because I was frightened, but I couldn't concentrate well even during the class teacher's class. At such a critical period, the head teacher's eyes were extremely sharp. The state of any classmate cannot escape his eyes.
"He Yuxian, come to my office after your evening self-study." The cheerful bell rang along with the voice of my old classmate. I was helpless, but also extremely panicked. At this time, if my old class comes to me, it's definitely not good. Seeing my depressed look, Li Wan comforted me and said, "My old class should praise you. Think about it, your grades have been improving steadily recently. What are you worried about?"
After listening to her words, I seemed to feel much more relaxed.
After the evening self-study get out of class, I put my schoolbag on the table and went to the office alone. As soon as I opened the office door, I saw the head teacher writing notes seriously.
I knocked on the door and he looked up at me and motioned for me to come in.
I walked to him anxiously. There is not much expression on the head teacher's face. I don't know whether he is angry or happy now. All I could see was fatigue on his face.
"Your grades have improved a lot recently. You must continue to maintain them." He said slowly.
I nodded.
"I've been paying attention to your class status recently and found that you were a little distracted. Did something happen to you recently?" he asked gently.
I didn't know how to answer, so I could only say: "Maybe it's because I've been under a lot of pressure recently. Thank you, teacher, for caring about me."
He thought for a while and then said: "It's normal to be stressed during the senior year of high school, but you also need to be relaxed. I'm very optimistic about you, keep working hard!" After that, he chatted with me a lot. After about a long time, he looked at his watch and signaled that I could go back. Although he usually treats us with a straight face, he still cares about us very much.
After I returned to the classroom, I picked up my schoolbag and was about to go out, but suddenly I found someone else in the classroom. He was wearing black clothes and sitting in the front row by the window. At this time, he was looking out the window motionless.
I didn't think he was from our class, but he looked so familiar, just like the boy who committed suicide by jumping off a building. My heart became slightly nervous. But I still pretended to be calm and pretended not to see anything. Suddenly, I seemed to hear a gust of wind chimes, very rapid and very real. But before I could hear where it came from, the ringing stopped abruptly. At the same time, I seemed to smell a familiar fragrance. However, my head is clear.
I quickly left the classroom and ran into a security guard. He is short and dark. His face looked fierce.
He glared at me and said fiercely: "It's so late, why don't you go home? I'm going to close the door soon!"
I quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I had something to do just now, so I was so late."
He waved his hand in disgust, motioning for me to go out quickly. I'm actually a little confused. The security guard usually does not take the initiative to enter the building and lock the door, because at this time, some students will stay in the classroom for a while, doing homework and so on.
I was afraid that he would be cruel to me again, so I quickly fled the classroom. When I ran downstairs, I seemed to hear the sound of wind chimes again. I always feel very real, as if someone is following me with a wind chime behind me. I looked back several times during this period, but I didn't see anything.
The blood stains in front of the teaching building have long been cleaned up. But every time I passed by, there would be air-conditioning blowing in my ears, as if someone was whispering in my ears. It’s just that I can’t hear clearly and don’t dare to listen. I was so scared that I even thought I needed to see a psychiatrist.
I covered my ears and ran home all the way. Pedestrians on the road are walking in a hurry, and probably no one will notice my special behavior. When I got home, the house was dark. Mom has been on a business trip these days, and I am home alone. Suddenly I miss my mother's nagging. Now that I am alone at home, I feel very scared.
Around one o'clock in the morning, I started to feel sleepy. Drowsily, I seemed to hear someone calling me.
"Can you do me a favor?" A faint voice came from behind.
I turned around suddenly, but saw nothing. I thought I was hallucinating, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, I fell asleep on the table in a daze.
"Can you do me a favor?" The voice got closer and closer, but the tone became more and more sincere.
I couldn't help but replied in a sleepy voice: "Okay."
"Can you help me find that black hat? You should have seen it. We met one night, do you remember?" The voice became smaller and weaker.
"Are you..." I wanted to turn my head to look at him, but I was lying on the table, unable to move.
"My name is Wang Ming. I'm the one who jumped off the building. I don't have much time. Tomorrow night is the deadline. Please..." The voice gradually disappeared.
I asked a few tentative questions, but got no response.
When I woke up, I felt like my whole body was sore. When I looked at it, I realized that I had been lying on the table. Just now, it seemed like I had a very real dream. I don't know if it's true, but my intuition tells me that I must find the black hat...
