June is our farewell song

Chapter 137 Records and Gramophones
Suddenly, a scream came to Helen's other ear.She froze, and shouted downstairs: "Aisha?"

In the shadows she couldn't see, the fisherman carried Aisha's body like a dead fish with a hook, and walked silently through the shop.

Helen put down the phone and walked downstairs cautiously.

"Aisha, where are you?"

There are only a few wall lamps on in the shop, and the electric fan is spinning faintly, making the room flickering.Rows of plastic mannequins covered with translucent dustproof cloth made Helen feel even more terrifying.

Helen moved her steps little by little, scanning her surroundings nervously.

Suddenly, the electricity was cut off, and the shop was suddenly plunged into terrifying darkness.Helen jumped up. She tried her best to adapt her eyes to the darkness, and looked at the dark plastic mannequin in front of her in fear.They seem to be like real people, and they will turn their heads at any time.

Helen groped forward, even the sound of her own breathing made her feel uneasy, the store was as quiet as another world.

Suddenly, a plastic mannequin moved unexpectedly and rushed towards Helen.The fisherman who had been camouflaged for a long time threw Helen to the ground. "

Aisha lying in a pool of blood seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and a cold feeling surged from the deepest part of her heart, and the bone-piercing cold penetrated into the innermost part of her life.

Holding the pages of the book in her hands, Liu Qingsi sank into the world of "The Shining", losing strength in her hands and feet.

Until someone patted her on the shoulder and brought her back to reality.

"Hi!"

Subconsciously grabbing the desk lamp at hand, Qing Si held her breath and turned around sharply.

"Phew - I'm scared to death, it's you, Xiaoying."

"Wow, what are you looking at?"

Chen Ying was almost hit on the head by the desk lamp in her hand, and jumped back quickly.

"The Shining."

"Hey, horror novels. Aren't you afraid of ghosts? How do you read such books?"

"Because I made a bet with someone, and I have to watch it before the festival."

"Ah? Isn't that tomorrow?"

"Yes, the main reason is that I didn't know this book was so scary. I spent more than half of my reading time at night, and the result was that my progress was extremely slow." Liu Qingsi put the book on the table and let out a long sigh. After thinking for a while, he picked up the water glass and pressed it on it.

"What is this for?"

"Learn from Gu Yuan, suppress evil spirits."

Liu Qingsi spoke seriously, while Chen Ying was full of question marks.

"What about the others? Why are you the only acting president?"

Chen Ying looked around, and besides her, Liu Qingsi was the only one in the big activity room.

"I don't know. We were supposed to get together today to discuss what to prepare for tomorrow, but now it's all over." Liu Qingsi raised her hand and looked at her watch, "It's four forty, and there's no one there yet."

"It should be something temporary. Gu Yuan and the others don't seem like people who will miss the appointment. Wait a little longer."

"Well, there's nowhere else to go anyway."

"By the way, I got a good item from Teacher Shiyu, do you want to see it?"

"What good stuff?"

Chen Ying took off the backpack from her back, and there was a bang when it landed on the maple red carpet. Liu Qingsi realized that her backpack was unusually heavy today. Then, as the zipper was opened, Chen Ying Ying hugged an incredible thing from inside.

It was a record player, and it didn't have the exaggerated conch-like speakers in TV dramas, but the speaker mouth looked not too small. Qingsi opened her hand and compared it, barely able to catch the surrounding music. The edge, the probe looks very new, it should have just been replaced, and it hasn’t been used for a long time, but there are many small scratches on the body of the record player, which seems to be old.

"This is……?"

"Teacher Shiyu said that this used to be something from the literature club, but she took it home and put it away because there was no place to keep it. I found it during the cleaning a few days ago, so I brought it to the school and let me Take it back and put it in the activity room."

"It used to be something from the Literature Club?"

"I don't know if it is true, but Teacher Shiyu said so."

"But it's not that there is no place to put it here. We have never used that storage room over there."

"It is said that the literature club has experienced a crisis of dismantling the club before. It seems that the entire activity room has been shut down for a period of time. It must have happened at that time."

"Abandoned society? Why don't I know?"

"Because it happened a long time ago, it should be almost ten years. I heard it from Roy, and she also heard it from others." Chen Ying looked mysterious, and whispered in Liu Qingsi's ear Said, "Also, didn't we find out when we looked at the yearbook of the club before, the gap between 06 and 08. It is said that it is because it is haunted~"

Hearing the word "haunted", the acting president shuddered uncontrollably, silently swallowed his saliva, but still pretended to be calm, and tried hard to say:

"Haunted? What kind of ghost? They are all bluffs. Most of the campus legends are unreliable. Don't talk nonsense."

"Hey, you can't say that. Although the campus legends are probably unreliable, this time it might be true. After all, the timeline and everything match up." Chen Ying knew that Liu Qingsi was timid, so He also intentionally frightened and teased her, "Do you think the door to the small storage room in the corner on our right has never been opened?" (Chapter 2)
"That's because it's locked!" Liu Qingsi's voice began to tremble, "It's locked...who...who opened it?"

"Then why is it locked? And when Sister Zifeng was here, didn't she never mention it? It's as if she deliberately avoided it." Chen Ying's tone was like those who hide in a tent in South America. A sorceress who uses a crystal ball to tell fortunes, "There is a legend that says that sealing the door can suppress the evil spirit of unclean things."

As soon as she said this, Liu Qingsi immediately thought of what Gu Yuan said, pressing books with a water bottle, was a way to ward off evil spirits, so Chen Ying's words suddenly became credible in her heart.

"How about it, do you want to open it and have a look?"

"Open?!"

After hearing this, Liu Qingsi jumped up from the chair, shaking her head like a rattle.

"No, no, no, no..."

"why not?"

"because……"

There is a ghost, the word came to her mouth, Qing Si swallowed it abruptly, seeing Chen Ying's expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, it was obvious that she wanted to laugh at herself, obviously she was not very courageous, hum, she couldn't just be accepted like this She got it right.

When she regained her senses, she cleared her throat and puffed up her chest and said:

"It's nothing, let's go."

Now it was Chen Ying's turn to falter, and she was also a little worried about whether the campus legend was true. What if opening the door really released the evil spirits?But it's all about this, if she doesn't open it, the one who loses face will be herself.

To open or not to open, that is the question.

Facts have proved that campus legends are not only mostly unreliable, but almost all unreliable.

Liu Qingsi and Chen Ying, who spent a long time opening the door, didn't see a red brick wall or any other weird and scary things. Behind the door was actually just a musty and dusty storage room. In the living room, there is only a dusty table, six chairs stacked together, and a yellow cardboard box.

The word "Ling" was written with a black pen on the side of the carton. Inside were some sundries, books, some pens that were useless at first glance, and a stack of records.

"Xiao—Bang." Chen Ying picked up the top sheet and read out the words on it word by word, "Nocturne in E flat major, OP.9, Dongfeng etude, OP.11 , um...was it left by the former members?"

"It should be... What Teacher Shiyu said is also true, maybe it is her thing."

"But it says 'Ling' next to it, not 'Rain'."

"Is that someone else's?"

"Do you want to listen to it? I don't know if I can let it go or not."

"Well, I kind of like Chopin."

Qing Si took out the alcohol tissue in her bag, carefully wiped off the dust on the record case, then took out the record, put it on the plugged-in phonograph, gently put the pointer on it, and pressed the switch.

What a familiar melody.Qingsi suddenly remembered a music class last year, when she played this piece - Nocturne in E flat major, OP.9.
According to the teacher, what beats with the notes is Chopin's heart, the heart that just left the country.But Qing Si always suspects that there is still a "she" in his heart, at least in a certain small corner, because when those notes sound, her mind is only full of ginkgo, phoenix, and gold. Yellow leaves and a girl with a vague face.

"The longing for the future, the cruelty of reality, and the pain and despair that are intertwined between the two."

Later in the activity room, Qing Si asked Gu Yuan about the emotions expressed in this piece, and this is his answer.

"Those notes never tell a fixed story—each player has his own story, and all the jumping guys can do is laugh, mourn, look forward to and disappoint with the players."

Qing Si couldn't understand Chopin's sadness, but when she closed her eyes, she could see the scene.Maybe it's just like what Gu Yuan said, those musical notes actually existed in her story, but they just became her emotions.

"Sisi?"

"Ok?"

"what happened?"

"No."

Qing Si leaned on the back of the chair and gently closed her eyes.

Don't want to tell anyone about this.

Because my fragile self hides too many emotions inside.

(End of this chapter)