The next day, Fu Bao came to school as usual. As soon as he entered the school, he was called to talk by the dean of students. The dean of students asked Fu Bao to go to the hospital for a check-up.
Of course, he meant to go for a physical examination, but he actually asked him to see a psychiatrist because when Bobo's mentor reported last night's incident to him, the police said that Bobo was mentally unstable and might have persecution delusions.
"Physical examination? Haha." Fu Bao smiled habitually. He suddenly pointed to the wound on his nose and asked, "Do you remember how I got this wound?"
The dean of students was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly and said in a concerned tone: "Fu Bao, you were injured after falling down the stairs. Are you okay now? Be careful in the future."
"Falled down the stairs?" Fu Bao repeated in a murmur. Sure enough, he didn't remember?
Fat Tiger... really disappeared.
Fu Bao felt another sharp pain in his head. He couldn't help but frown. He suddenly felt so tired and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.
"I know that your father's death has dealt a big blow to you and made you in a bad mental state. Take more rest when you have time and don't think too much. It is best to reduce your working time so as not to tire your body." The Dean of Students It's even worse to worry that something will happen to him because he's really tired.
"Thank you, teacher... I'm fine." Fu Bao turned around and walked out of the office. His steps looked extremely heavy, and it felt like there was a heavy weight on his shoulders.
The dean of students called after him several times, but Fu Bao had no response. The dean of students shook his head and felt that Fu Bao needed a rest now, so he didn't try to call him back.
Fu Bao's mind was in a state of confusion, but he knew that one thing must be done.
During lunch break, Fu Bao headed towards Xiaozhi and A Tian's class. Although he knew he would get the same answer, he still wanted to ask them personally if they remembered Fat Tiger.
Fat Tiger is gone, the interschool taekwondo champion, the guy who beat him until he fainted on the second day of school... is gone.
Fat Tiger does not exist in everyone's memory. The dean said that it was Fu Bao who fell down and fell into coma. Fat Tiger's existence is like a pencil mark, erased by an eraser, completely clean, as if it had never existed. What is it? What force could do this?
And is there any way he can stop it?
Thinking of this, Fu Bao felt a chill running down his spine. Now during lunch break, there were students laughing and playing in the corridor, but Fu Bao felt like he was walking in a cemetery, full of indifference and unknown dangers.
Not long after, Fu Bao saw Xiaozhi and A Tian coming out of the classroom together. Seeing Fu Bao, Xiaozhi said hello, and Fu Bao also waved to him.
"I have something to tell you. Let's go to the library. Ah Tian, can we go together?" Although Xiaozhi agreed, his expression was a little confused. He didn't understand why Fu Bao was looking for him, while Ah Tian looked a little scared. expression.
There is a green space and a small pavilion outside the library, which is a place for lovers to meet. After the three people came to the small pavilion, Xiaozhi first looked at the injury on Fu Bao's nose strangely, and asked with concern: "Senior, your nose What's wrong?"
"Haha." Fu Bao laughed softly.
Xiaozhi should know about this...
"The dean of students said I fell down the stairs."
"Say the dean of students?" Xiaozhi is indeed a genius. He immediately noticed something was wrong in Fu Bao's words, "Senior, don't you remember how you were injured?"
Fu Bao sighed and suddenly pointed to the library and said to Xiaozhi and A Tian: "Do you still remember that we were in the library the night before yesterday?"
"Remember." Xiaozhi nodded, and A Tian also agreed.
"Then do you remember who the participants were?" Fu Bao continued to ask.
"There are only three of us." Xiaozhi said matter-of-factly.
Although he had expected this answer for a long time, when it actually appeared, Fu Bao still felt chills running down his spine and his heart almost stopped. He took a deep breath and thought about how to tell them the truth, but suddenly another question came to his mind - —If Fat Tiger’s memory has been erased, are the memories about Little Tong still there?
"Do you remember what we are here to do?" Fu Bao probed.
"I'm looking for the file of a female student named Xiaotong. The senior said she was a person who should have existed but suddenly disappeared." Xiaozhi's voice deepened. He looked at Fu Bao with a glimmer of light in his eyes, "Senior, could it be that she disappeared suddenly?" What else happened?"
Fu Bao looked at Xiaozhi, then at A Tian, and said in a dry voice, "Actually four of us came to the library yesterday."
Xiaozhi showed a surprised expression.
So Fu Bao roughly told what happened next, and Xiaozhi pushed up his glasses, "According to the senior, someone will disappear next?"
Fu Bao nodded.
That's what's scary, everyone who attended A Tian's birthday party will disappear, and no one will remember them, except Fu Bao.
"Why would senior remember it?" Xiaozhi asked doubtfully.
Maybe...because I have a demon.
Fu Bao thought this in his heart. At this moment, a thought suddenly passed through Fu Bao's mind, which was the key to this matter. But the key was fleeting and Fu Bao couldn't think of it no matter how angry he was.
What is it that makes Fu Bao different from others? Why does he remember all this while everyone else's memories are completely gone.
At this time, Fu Bao suddenly thought of something, and he asked Xiaozhi, "Xiaozhi, you already know what happened during my summer vacation, right?"
Well?
Xiaozhi was stunned by Fu Bao's question, and then showed an embarrassed expression, "What's the matter? Senior."
"I was sick and hospitalized."
From Xiaozhi's expression, Fu Bao was already sure that they knew.
Even Fat Tiger knew about his hospitalization, but there was no reason why Xiao Zhi didn't know, and he guessed that Xiao Zhi should have discovered this matter, so even if Fat Tiger disappeared, Xiao Zhi should know about it.
"I know a little bit. Some of them were mentioned when I chatted with the dean of students before." Xiaozhi was a little embarrassed, "Senior, please don't pay attention."
"Haha." Sure enough, Fu Bao smiled and said jokingly: "Then do you still believe what I said? You don't think I'm crazy too, do you?"
"No, and we have found Xiaotong's file, which seems to indicate that some of our memories have been erased." Xiaozhi replied with some embarrassment, and showed a vigilant expression, "Now, there is another person named Fat Tiger. People have also disappeared, so who will disappear next?”
"According to the order of counting in the game that night...it's you." Fu Bao's expression was also solemn.
"Is it me?" Xiaozhi's expression was not too nervous, as if he had expected this.
"In your memory, who suggested we play games at the birthday party?" Fu Bao suddenly asked.
"It's me." Xiaozhi replied.
"Why do you suddenly want to play this game?" Fu Bao continued to ask, his voice tense.
The source of everything seems to be this weird game. In Fu Bao's memory, it was Xiaotong who proposed to play, but Xiaotong disappeared first. After Xiaotong, Fat Tiger disappeared, and Fat Tiger thought it was him who suggested it, so , what is Xiaozhi’s memory like?
"Why do you want to play?" Xiaozhi showed a puzzled expression and murmured, "Why do I propose to play this game? Why?"
Xiaozhi's expression gradually changed from confusion to fear, and he shook his head, "I don't remember, I just remember that I said I wanted to play, but I don't remember why I wanted to play."
The atmosphere in the small pavilion suddenly became suffocating, and everyone gathered their clothes.
"Is that... a ghost-summoning game like Bixian?" Fu Bao said suddenly.
"Summon ghosts?" Xiaozhi asked immediately, and A Tian also looked at Fu Bao nervously.
