Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"But……"

"There are only a few pairs of shoes underneath, and nothing else."

"Then, he slowly lifted the blanket..."

"However, because the lighter burned for too long, the flame scorched the lighter wheel. The moment he lifted the blanket, he couldn't bear the burning of the flame, and let go of the hand holding the lighter..."

"The fire went out in an instant..."

"In the house, plunged into a frightening, suffocating darkness..."

"He felt that this was not a coincidence. Under the blanket, the one lying there must be the class teacher, and it must be that weird paper man!"

"The paper doll is afraid of fire, so it blew out the flame of the lighter."

"Yang Xiaolin took a deep breath, took out another lighter, and fired it several times in a row, but it didn't ignite."

"At this moment, his hands are shaking very badly."

"At this moment..."

"A voice rang faintly in the room: Don't click the lighter, I... I'm afraid of fire!!"

"The sound is very weird and abrupt, without any signs."

"what!!!"

"Yang Xiaolin screamed in fright, and yelled out immediately."

"In the whole room, it was pitch black and dead silent, without any sound or noise."

"His heart was beating crazily, and the back of his clothes was already wet with sweat, sticking to his body. That feeling shouldn't be too uncomfortable!"

"After several minutes, Yang Xiaolin regained his composure and asked in a trembling voice: You...you...who are you..."

"Soon, a faint voice came: You... you can know who I am..."

"Hearing this, Yang Xiaolin's Adam's apple rolled violently a few times, mustered up his courage, stood up abruptly, and threw off the blanket."

"Then in the dim moonlight outside, he vaguely saw a colorful paper man lying under the blanket, exactly the same as the one he saw last night!"

"It's the head teacher!!"

"Yang Xiaolin's eyes are wide open, deep in his eyes, there is deep fear."

"At this moment, the head teacher's voice slowly sounded: I know why you killed me...I don't blame you...that night...I didn't change my impulse, I'm sorry for you...and Xiaoling, but... I...I want to ask you one thing..."

"Hear this."

"Yang Xiaolin, tears suddenly fell."

"Yes, that night, Zhang Xiaoling suddenly cried and told him in a remote place that she was given xxoo by the head teacher!"

"This news is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue to Yang Xiaolin."

"He was furious. From that moment on, he had murderous intentions and started to make plans, but...from the beginning to the end, he never revealed any information to Zhang Xiaoling, because...Yang Xiaolin was afraid that he would hurt her. "

"finally……"

"I told him to wait for the right time last night, so he did it!!"

"But now..."

"When the head teacher admitted his mistake, Yang Xiaolin's heart suddenly softened."

"He took a deep breath and looked at the head teacher who was already a paper figure: You can tell."

"The head teacher's voice is full of resentment and admiration: Have you heard the story of the paper doll? There was a girl who fell out of love..."

"Yang Xiaolin gritted his teeth: I know, everyone here knows it!!"

"The class teacher went on to say: I didn't believe it at first, but now, I believe it. After I was killed by you, I only had regret and reluctance in my heart. I regretted the things I did wrong, and I was reluctant to part with you lovely children. Therefore, I also became a paper man.

Don't worry, I won't hold you accountable anymore, I just want you to keep this secret for me, so that your murder will not be exposed, and my identity will not be known by others, you can do it ? "

"After listening to his words, Yang Xiaolin's heart is full of remorse."

"if……"

"If last night... if I could calm down a bit... that would be great!!"

"Thinking of this, Yang Xiaolin finally couldn't help but shed tears: I...I can do it..."

"The head teacher sighed: you go out, I'm very tired, I need to rest now."

"I heard the words."

"Yang Xiaolin hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the lighter that fell on the floor, and hurriedly exited the room."

"He ran towards the dormitory desperately, until he lay down on the bed, his heart was still beating violently..."

"He felt...all this...like a dream..."

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The story ends here.