The dean led Wang Qing through the corridor and up the stairs on the other side of the teachers' office building.
Climb two floors and turn a corner.
Wang Qing saw the light green fluorescent sign representing the toilet.
It was clearly daytime, but the bathroom was dark.
Except for a narrow entrance, it is surrounded by dark walls and not a single ventilation window can be seen.
Wang Qing intuitively felt that the design of this toilet was unreasonable.
There are no windows, how can we ventilate it?
If there is no ventilation, wouldn't it stink?
Zhang Xiaoyun looked at Wang Qing and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, the light in the toilet has been broken for a long time."
Standing outside the women's restroom and looking inside, you can only see safety signs glowing light green in the four corners.
This weak fluorescent green can only barely allow people to see the toilet floor in the dim light without completely blinding them.
Any higher and you can't see it anymore.
"Forget it, it's okay."
Wang Qing is a considerate person, and when he is about to urinate, he can't hold it in and move to another place to go to the toilet.
She took out the mobile phone given by her grandfather from her pocket and turned on the flashlight function of the mobile phone. The white light suddenly illuminated a small circle.
"I'll just go in and get fucked."
Wang Qing walked into the toilet with the help of the flashlight on her mobile phone.
As expected, the toilet, which had no ventilation at all, was indeed smelly.
It's just that the smell isn't strong, not unbearable.
Instead, it comes on and off, seeming to drift out bit by bit from a certain source.
Wang Qing covered her nose with one hand, chose the cubicle closest to the door, opened the door of the cubicle, and walked in.
Inside the cubicle is an ordinary squatting pit, very old style.
The white porcelain squatting area has accumulated a lot of yellow-brown stains, probably because it has not been cleaned seriously for a long time.
Fortunately, there is no unwashed feces left by the previous person.
To Wang Qing's surprise, there were three sticks of incense burning in the corner of the compartment.
The incense stick seemed to have been burning for a while, and the three reddish flames flickered in the darkness, making it particularly eye-catching.
Wang Qing smelled the faint smell of burning incense in the air and guessed that someone was here to deodorize it.
That's right, there's always a smell in the toilet.
Although it is not strong, if you sit in the pit for a long time and smell it for too long, it will definitely make people feel uncomfortable.
It's normal for faculty and staff who can't bear to go to the toilet and spend some money at their own expense to light deodorant sandalwood in the toilet cubicle to drive away the smell.
Wang Qing held up her mobile phone for lighting with one hand, unbuttoned her pants with the other and squatted down to use the toilet.
Halfway up, she didn't know if it was her imagination, but the smell in the air seemed to suddenly become stronger.
At the same time, Wang Qing heard faint sounds coming from other compartments.
It's low, fuzzy, with a "gurgling" background noise, like bubbles blowing from beneath the water to the surface.
Then, there was a woman's low sobs, mixed with vague murmurs, as if she was cursing something viciously.
Wang Qing was a little embarrassed.
Probably some teacher or student was angry and was venting his emotions in the toilet.
I don't know if the other party knows that I am here.
If she didn't know, she would be embarrassed if she suddenly walked out and startled the other party, right?
Therefore, Wang Qing decided to squat quietly for a while.
Wait until the other party has finished venting and left, then go out of the toilet yourself.
Wang Qingqian squatted, bored, and stared at the burning incense in the corner of the toilet.
In my ears, intermittent weird sounds came from other compartments.
In front of me, in the dark and narrow toilet cubicle, three sticks of incense were burning on and off.
Wang Qing looked at it. The three incense sticks suddenly shook off three pieces of ashes because they had been burning for too long.
As soon as the ashes were shaken off, the three burning incense sticks became two long and one short.
Wang Qing looked at the two long and one short incense and was stunned for a few seconds.
The sound that came intermittently into her ears from other compartments was like a radio whose volume knob had suddenly been turned up. It was much louder.
Wang Qing subconsciously thought of what the superstitious elders at home had said when he was a child.
When burning incense, don't burn two long and one short, as it is unlucky.
So Wang Qing stretched out his hand.
Pull up the two long burning incense sticks, hold the ends, and pinch them.
The trivial sobs and curses outside suddenly fell silent for a moment.
Wang Qing re-inserted the two pieces of incense that had been cut off.
Watching three incense sticks of the same length burning, Wang Qing nodded with satisfaction.
The sound outside rang again.
Among the low sobs and vague curses, there were more sounds of partitions being hit, and fingernails scratching and pulling.
Sharp, harsh.
Wang Qing couldn't help but feel worried.
It seems that the girl who vented her emotions in the toilet is in a very unstable mental state.
Wang Qing, who had not planned to speak out at first, finally couldn't help it anymore.
"Ahem, um...sister, if you have any troubles, you can tell me. There is no need to hurt yourself."
She was really worried that this little girl would act impulsively and commit suicide. Didn't she hear that the other party had already started hitting the wall in the toilet?
I probably didn't expect that there were other people in this toilet.
Wang Qing clearly heard that the sobbing and cursing paused for several seconds after he finished speaking.
But soon, the sound became louder again.
The sound of fingernails scratching on the door and the sound of hitting the partition also became louder.
One after another.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The vibrations caused the door of the cubicle where Wang Qing was located to shake.
When Wang Qing heard this, he was shocked.
What if this girl really couldn't think about it and hit the wall in the toilet and died?
Alas, young people are under so much work pressure nowadays.
Wang Qing estimated that those who vented their emotions in the toilet were probably not very young.
This happens when you can't stand the pressure and feel depressed.
She quickly comforted: "Sister, are you a teacher or a student in this school? If you have anything, you can sit down and talk. Sometimes it's better to just talk about it. It's useless for you to hurt yourself like this."
But no matter what Wang Qing said, the voice was indifferent.
He was sobbing and cursing indistinctly while banging and scratching on the toilet partition.
Wang Qing had no choice but to stand up, lift up his pants, open the door of the toilet cubicle and walk out.
When I went out, it was still dark outside, and even the safety sign in the corner was not lit.
The only light source was the flashlight on the back of the mobile phone in Wang Qing's hand.
And that trivial voice sounded clearer and clearer as Wang Qing walked out of the cubicle.
There is even an illusion that it is not in a certain cubicle at all, but echoes throughout the entire toilet.
It seemed to seep into every crack in the wall and every brick on the floor.
Wang Qing held up the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked around carefully.
For a moment, I really couldn't find the source of the sound.
But it doesn't matter.
Wang Qing said in a light voice: "Little sister, I'm here to find you."
