"Ghost... ghost! There's a ghost!" Glasses struggled to stand up, ready to flee.
Seeing Luo Sheng's appearance, Da B also felt terrified. He tried to stand up, but his legs kept shaking, and he couldn't manage it after several attempts.
Indeed, just as he thought of Luo Sheng, he now saw her soul. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have recognized her.
Looking at the familiar school uniform, he was certain it was Luo Sheng.
They had bullied and isolated many people in high school, but the only one who had an accident was Luo Sheng.
Other students, if they couldn't bear it, would transfer schools. Only Luo Sheng endured it, even wanting to tell the teachers and make them pay.
But the teachers' perfunctory reprimands were like mere tickles to them, only making them more aggressive, with no other effect.
Later, they became even more excessive, until they committed that act, and the subsequent cover-up of murder.
At that time, their cleanup work was very sloppy, and it was only due to the influence of their families that the matter was suppressed.
But he remembered that because Luo Sheng's mother had passed away, no one pursued the matter, which made it very easy to suppress.
So that lunatic was Luo Sheng's brother, coming to avenge her.
And could ghosts truly exist? Otherwise, the current situation was inexplicable.
"It seems you two have a short memory." Luo Sheng approached them, their faces almost touching.
Glasses recoiled in terror, seeming to want to escape, but his body wouldn't move. His expression became even more panicked.
"Are you... Luo Sheng?" Da B closed his eyes, saying with a sense of resignation.
"Correct, but unfortunately, there's no prize?" Luo Sheng said maliciously.
"Luo... who is Luo Sheng?" Glasses seemed to have completely forgotten the name.
Hearing his words, Luo Sheng immediately turned all her attention to Glasses.
"Just someone you pushed off the rooftop. Remember? You were holding my left leg?"
"You, you are that..." that four-eyed girl they bullied.
Yes, the one they bullied. He didn't even know her name, he just joined them in bullying her.
Moreover, he had never seen the person's face clearly, so he didn't remember what she looked like.
Thinking of that person appearing before him as a ghost, he trembled even more severely, especially remembering what she had just said, that he had held her and thrown her off the rooftop.
A wave of heat surged from his lower body, but it was not very noticeable as he was sitting on damp earth.
"Do you remember me now? Remember how my eyes did not close even in death? For so many years, I have been by your side, but unable to touch you.
Now that my brother has gathered you all here, I can touch you. Tell me, how should I take revenge?"
Her fingernails had turned black. Luo Sheng traced his body with her sharp nails. Blood flowed from where her nails passed.
Luo Sheng raised her finger, looking at the blood staining it.
"How strange, why is your blood also warm? I thought all your blood was cold."
Luo Sheng flipped her hand, and the blood dripped onto the ground from her fingers. Her smile became even more sinister.
Glasses desperately wanted to speak, but he found he couldn't open his mouth. Unable to move or speak, all he could do now was await his execution.
"Are you scared? I was very scared back then. I just don't know if your heart is red, or perhaps black? Shall I dig it out to see?" Luo Sheng's finger moved to his chest.
Glasses had already tested the sharpness of her nails. If she really plunged them in, she could indeed tear open his chest and see his heart.
He trembled, wanting to dodge, but he couldn't move even an inch.
"Please, please." He tried to form the words with his lips, but he was utterly unable to stop the vengeful ghost before him.
Seeing Luo Sheng doing this, Da B was also very frightened. He was not currently targeted by Luo Sheng and could still move.
However, his limbs felt weak and he couldn't move. He couldn't just sit and wait for death; he had to escape.
While Luo Sheng was dealing with Glasses, he slowly inched his way towards the outside.
Glasses' eyes were wide open. He strained to look at the movements of the other person, wanting to tell him with his eyes to save him, but Da B didn't even glance his way.
This was friendship, wasn't it? Everyone for themselves in times of crisis.
Glasses closed his eyes, and tears streamed down his face as he did.
"To want such an easy death is too wishful thinking. How could I possibly let you go so easily?"