Chapter 7, a vase filled with roses

I heard that you have a close relationship with Su Bai, so how could you not know about Cai's news?" she asked softly, "Since you know Su Bai so well, how could you be unaware of Cai's news?

Mingjing stood up, somewhat unsteadily. She did not insist on supporting him, quietly standing to the side. After a while, Mingjing extended her hand, saying, "Let's go." She allowed Mingjing to lean on her shoulder and slowly walked towards the boys' dormitory.

I never believed in ghosts he replied

He nodded slightly and sat down on the bed; he was very tired

When she returned to school, the school gate was already closed. She rarely returned to school this late, but all the students at Xinzi High School knew where they could climb over the wall to get in, and she did so without much sense of guilt. If the homeroom teacher were to see this, they would surely lose most of their confidence in the so-called "excellent students" and "class leaders," and would be emotionally affected.

"How could there possibly be anyone else in Mingjing's heart? A person like him, so high and mighty, would never look up to anyone..." Yu Jun mumbled, "I don't even dare to talk to him; he seems to have some interest in you."

Mingjing substitutes for classes in the first and second year of high school, and the classes he substitutes are quite simple. During class, he distributes English exercises, and after completing them, the students check their answers and raise their hands to ask him questions if they have any. The important courses that are focused on exam preparation are still taught by formal teachers. After class begins, Mingjing distributes exercises, and the entire class quietly immerses themselves in their work, with only the sound of paper and pens rustling, resembling a group of innocent silkworms feeding on mulberry leaves

"What questions are you unable to solve?" He Zihua, twirling his pen, looked at Yu Jun with a smug expression. "What? This time Yang Chengyan can't solve them either? Don't be shy, hand over your paper and I'll teach you."

Do you understand? He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes

Let me take you back ? '' She took off her female school uniform jacket and draped it over Mingjing, `` Can you stand up ? ''

"That means—just as excellent as Cheng Yan—foolish!" Yu Jun tapped her on the head, "It's time for class, aren't you going to change your textbook?"

She took the key from the mirror, opened the door to room 809, and with a "click," she turned on the light. In the suddenly illuminated dormitory, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were simultaneously fixed on her. Throughout her life, she had rarely been truly frightened, but upon suddenly seeing these dozens of eyes, she was drenched in cold sweat in an instant. After a long while, she finally turned around and locked the door.

However, she enjoys deceiving herself

Mingjing lay motionless, her breathing shallow and rapid, exhaling the scent of alcohol. She appeared to be drinking red wine, but the strange odor suggested a mixture of various types of alcohol, not merely the aroma of red wine. If she were seen by the school or other classmates, what would happen? Where could they take him? She grasped his arm and forcefully dragged him into the depths of the bushes. Although Mingjing was thin, he was still heavy enough that she could not easily move him. After several attempts, she finally managed to pull him into the bushes, where he would be less likely to be discovered. Mingjing lay motionless, her breathing shallow and rapid, exhaling the scent of alcohol. She appeared to be drinking red wine, but the strange odor suggested a mixture of various types of alcohol, not merely the aroma of red wine. If she were seen by the school or other classmates, what would happen? Where could they take him? She grasped his arm and forcefully dragged him into the depths of the bushes. Although Mingjing was thin, he was still heavy enough that she could not easily move him. After several attempts, she finally managed to pull him into the bushes, where he would be less likely to be discovered.

Mingjing also saw her, and he quickly straightened up, but the tears could not be controlled, still sliding down his cheeks. Such a calm demeanor, still an elegant posture, yet crying as if shedding blood—what kind of blow could have caused Mingjing to become like this? How could someone like him possibly cry?

I am a romantic little woman she said softly, her eyes still gazing out the window

I am Cai's older brother," Su Bai said, "You have seen Cai, haven't you?

Oh? she smiled

Eight pieces. The breath of Mingjing still carried a strong smell of alcohol, "Where am I?" His mind began to clear, and he recognized that the person in front of him was Yang Chengyan, his expression naturally becoming calm and composed.

Thank you. Mingjing took the tissue to wipe his face, his hands still trembling, Yang Chengyan looked at his face, not at his hands

Yu Jun let out a sigh and said, "Teacher He is indeed Teacher He, what should we do?"

The window was open, and she realized she had misspoken. Slightly tilting her head, she glanced out the window and suddenly noticed that the sky was filled with stars, with no moon in sight. Outside the bright mirror-like window were clusters of jasmine flowers, each pure white bloom in full bloom. Although the eighth floor was quite high, the fresh scent of jasmine was hardly perceptible, with only a faint residue lingering in the air. She chuckled silently to herself, thinking that she had finally "met" Mingjing. However, this kind of acquaintance would likely not bring joy to either of them when they looked back on it in the future.

Mingjing entered the bathroom, first rinsed her mouth, then washed her face, and changed her clothes before coming out. After her grooming, Mingjing seemed like a different person; apart from her pale complexion, she remained calm and elegant as ever, "I took the picture."

She obediently followed Su Bai, who skillfully turned through the corridor and stairs, heading towards the school's exhibition room. She lowered her head to follow, glancing at Mingjing as she turned the corner, where she saw him gazing at Su Bai with a peculiar glimmer in his eyes. Su Bai walked straight ahead, steady in his steps under Mingjing's gaze, not looking back.

The mirror remained silent, gazing at her intently.

She stood leaning against the table, her demeanor serene and her breathing calm

"You look very familiar," he said

He no longer spoke, nor did he bathe or sleep, but simply stared blankly at the table she was leaning against

"Mingjing?" She patted his cheek, and Mingjing suddenly let out a loud gasp, spewing out a large amount of red wine, her eyes wide open. ... The vomit contained not only red wine but also many white, pill-like substances. She was taken aback, what is this? ... What is this? Drugs? "What did you take?"

Are all these ... ... taken by you? She gazed at the numerous photographs on the wall, a sense of foreboding gradually spreading within her.

"Perhaps Su Bai did not deceive you; Cai really is dead. What I encountered was merely a bizarre ghost," she said

The fifth riddle

"You—did you approach Su Bai for the sake of Ming Heng, and he... seduced you?" she asked softly, "Do you love him?"

She changed the subject, "Have you read Su Bai's diary? Why not report it to the police based on the diary?"

She was taken aback again and stood up

Yu Jun chuckled softly, truly, this woman Cheng Yan has a slightly mischievous side when she occasionally pretends to deceive others. "How is that thing of yours going? Are you still studying?"

She poured a glass of cold water from the water dispenser for Mingjing, "Are you still feeling dizzy?"

He flinched, and a momentary look of panic flashed in his calm, narrow eyes, "Ah..."

"That was given to me by Su Bai." Just as she was lost in thought while gazing out the window, Mingjing suddenly spoke.

Hmm. She smiled again

The misty eyes stared blankly at her, with tears still lingering at the corners. The gaze was weak and pitiful to the extreme, resembling a fierce beast that had suffered greatly, surrendering all dignity to plead for mercy from its enemy, yet still unable to survive. "Sleeping pills..." he murmured.

A person was leaning against a small tree planted in the grass while vomiting. She could smell a strong scent of alcohol even from a distance; someone was drunk. Is it possible for someone to get drunk in a boarding high school? ... Which teacher is so bold and irresponsible ... She instinctively wanted to hide, but the person who suddenly vomited raised their head. Under the moonlight, she clearly saw that the person was in tears, with remnants of red wine mixed with vomit at the corners of their mouth, as if they were vomiting blood. That person was—surprisingly—Mingjing!

"Did you burn Su Bai's diary?" she asked softly

"Hehe, he may be a bit interested in my certificate, not in me," Yang Chengyan said, "Mingjing really has someone else in his heart"

"The school lawn." She handed him a tissue, "You are drunk."

She suddenly froze in place

I do not understand, why do you want to tell me? she asked in a low voice

A shadow flickered outside the window, Mingjing adjusted her glasses and turned to walk out. Yang Chengyan looked at the figure's back; it was Teacher Cui Jing. She and Mingjing seemed to have exchanged a few words, and then another person approached. She was taken aback—Su Bai! How could Su Bai be at school?

"I haven't done it yet, you can ask Teacher He at the back." Yang Chengyan casually pointed to He Zihao in the back row. This student is known for his diligence and eagerness to learn, especially claiming to excel in mathematics and history. He can solve any problem and is even more enthusiastic about teaching his classmates than the teacher, earning him the nickname 'Teacher He'.

The second day

She sighed, "I am also very distressed," she raised her hand, "I confess to God, I have deceived you, in my heart there is no one else but you."

Do you think it is like this? She looked at Yu Jun with interest, "Maybe so, but what if I accidentally fall in love with Ming Jing?"

And what about her? She likes Mingjing, and Mingjing has fallen in love with Su Bai. To say that she is not jealous would be a lie

A retching sound came from not far away, startling her as she turned her head to look into the bushes

Is it rational? Cheng Yan has a good temper. By the way, I saw that Eighth Street was selling skincare products after school yesterday, and they have categories for rational women and romantic women.

"Mingjing?" She gently shook his arm

"Is the matter of Su Bai murdering Ming Heng that important to you?" She let out a long breath, and alongside the ominous feeling, a sense of absurdity and incredulity began to spread. "Why don't you report it to the police? If Su Bai is locked up, this matter will be over, and there will be no need... no need to invest all your energy into it."

He stopped; at that moment, he even held his breath. After a long time, perhaps it was because his alcohol had not completely worn off, or perhaps he was behaving unusually tonight. In any case, she felt that Mingjing's words would not be answered, yet he replied, saying: "I burned it."

Didn’t you just say that it would be fine as long as it was like me? She chuckled softly

In Mingjing's dormitory, the four walls are covered with photographs, varying in size, some in black and white, others in color, all featuring the same person. The individual in the photos is either playing tennis, shopping, or working, and whether in a suit or sportswear, he appears remarkably handsome, upright, composed, and principled; it is Su Bai. In addition to the photographs, there is a large chart on the wall, densely filled with small text. A quick glance reveals that it chronicles events from the year Su Bai was born up to this year, when he is twenty-four years old. Besides his resume, it lists various dates of deaths, including the name Mingheng, which stands out prominently among the entries.

"Hehe, he is not my boyfriend, why are you so concerned?" She smiled and said, "What would you think if Mingjing had someone else in her heart?"

"Someone is looking for you," Mingjing said, pointing to Su Bai outside the window

The weariness that surfaced in the eyes of the mirror grew increasingly heavy, as if it were shrouded in smoke, just like his soul had been scorched by fierce flames. The smoke of those embers wafted out through these eyes at this moment, "I have always thought that Cai was dead."

"No way..." Yu Jun sighed in disappointment, "Who is so lucky? To be honest, I feel really bad. In any case... I hope Mingjing remains single, so that everyone can have a bit of hope." She looked at her suspiciously, "How do you know he has someone else in his heart? Did you see it? Did he tell you?"

"Cough cough..." Yu Jun choked a bit, "How do you know..."

"Intermittent murder addiction is not easily detectable. Even if the police are notified, there is an eighty to ninety percent chance that the perpetrator will be released, rendering the report futile," Mingjing said淡淡, her figure in the mirror, dressed in pajamas, reflecting a slightly drunken weariness, yet exuding an unparalleled elegance. "Only by understanding Su Bai can one grasp his weaknesses and apprehend him before his next murder."

Yang Chengyan stopped. She had just intended to turn around and leave. If Mingjing had held on for one more second, she would have walked away nonchalantly, pretending not to have seen anything. But he fell—could she still turn and run away? She let out a faint bitter smile. She had already stepped into the story of Lvcai, and if she helped Mingjing up from here, she would be stepping into Mingjing's story. She had no intention of interfering in anyone's life, but after all, Mingjing was different from others. If it had been Cuihua or the principal who fell here, would she have stayed? She thought she would not; she would call 120 but would not stay.

That bottle of roses is very beautiful Her gaze wandered around the room In the dormitory of Su Bai, apart from the walls filled with Su Bai's materials, there were only a bookshelf and a wardrobe The bookshelf contained a variety of books, with textbooks almost invisible, mostly classical literature, and a few foreign language books, but not in English On the desk were also photos of Su Bai, in addition to a large glass cup filled with jelly-like candles The transparent candles were filled with roses, which were neither artificial nor dried flowers, but fresh pink roses immersed in jelly candles, which must have been homemade Looking at that stunning rose candle, one could almost smell the fragrance of the roses The pink roses resembled a shy romance

"Cheng Yan, what type of woman are you?" Yu Jun solved that math problem and suddenly turned to ask her, "Are you the romantic type or the rational type?"

Yang Chengyan walked quietly along the path in the campus at night, unafraid of the darkness, as the school was very safe, and she walked with great calmness

Is this called Yang Chengyan?

The mirror that fell to the ground lay motionless, uncertain whether it was merely drunk and asleep or had been knocked unconscious. She crouched down and took out a tissue to wipe away the vomit from the mirror's face. Under the moonlight, the mirror appeared particularly elegant and pale, resembling a doll amidst ruins, evoking a sense of mystery, majesty, eeriness, and fragility.

"Who solved this problem?" After the math class, Yu Jun wandered around looking for someone to guide her with the exercises handed out after class. "No matter how I calculate, I can't arrive at the answer. I believe my reasoning is sound, so how could this happen?" She poked Yang Chengyan, gazing at her idol with earnest eyes.

I am tired... he murmured, "I am going crazy... I am about to go crazy... I am going to go crazy..."

The next class is the Mingjing generation's class, which is an English class

The two individuals over there were whispering while holding paper and pen, and Yang Chengyan rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought as she gazed out the window. Su Bai is the enemy of Mingjing, yet Mingjing has fallen in love with Su Bai. However, Su Bai values Su Cai the most. And what about that man named Su Cai or Lu Cai? Is he dead or alive? If he is dead, how did he die? If he is not dead, why do both Mingjing and he himself believe he is? ... Besides Su Bai, Mingjing, and Su Cai, there must be a fourth or even a fifth person in this story; otherwise, it feels like a crucial piece is missing, making it impossible to piece together the complete cause and effect ... If he is not dead, why do both Mingjing and he himself believe he is? ... Besides Su Bai, Mingjing, and Su Cai, there must be a fourth or even a fifth person in this story; otherwise, it feels like a crucial piece is missing, making it impossible to piece together the complete cause and effect ... ? Is it Teacher Cui? Cai said Teacher Cui knocked him unconscious; why would he do that? Teacher Cui—like a kind and upright good teacher—would he really do such a thing? She drew four question marks on the blank paper; these four individuals are all mysteries. Teacher Cui—like a kind and upright good teacher—would he really do such a thing? She drew four question marks on the blank paper; these four individuals are all mysteries

"There are very few things I do not know," she said amusingly, glancing sideways at Yu Jun, "Do you like Mingjing? ... Many people like Mingjing, which is not surprising."

"How much did you take?" She felt half of her heart drop. It wasn't drugs, but seeing him vomit the pills, sleeping pills... Can one consume this much?

She suddenly turned her head, as if she understood everything in an instant with her remarkable intelligence, "Ah..." she let out a gentle sigh

Yu Jun let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I was wondering how that could be... If Mingjing fell in love, all the girls in the school would be crying. I would be very disappointed, very disappointed, because I feel that it must be a girl who is worthy of Mingjing. An ordinary girl would definitely make everyone feel dissatisfied." She leaned on the table, "A girl like Chengyan would be fine, smart and strong-willed, but Chengyan probably wouldn't date in high school, right? You are a good student."

Tears like a clear mirror slid down the dark eyelids, the eyes were elegantly exquisite, and the tears were so pure... "I... I must send him to the insane asylum... I must..." His fingers tightly grasped the bed sheet, so forcefully, as if to strangle all the filthy and unclean things within his heart.

She nodded slightly, and in her view, she did not see anything unusual about the man before her. His gaze was deep, his nose was straight, and his features were handsome. He must have a fatal attraction for older women.

"What are you doing?" she asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

I have something to discuss with you," Su Bai said, "Follow me.

Looking at the bright mirror, for the first time in her life, she felt that no matter how intelligent and outstanding a person may be, when faced with certain matters, certain circumstances, certain sorrows and pains, one remains as helpless as a small boat drifting on the vast ocean, unable to find a place to stop until the boat is broken and the person perishes.

Su Bai is looking for her? Does Su Bai know her? She stepped out of the door, gazing blankly at the handsome and upright man in front of her, his expression calm, "You are..."

Yang Chengyan casually solved a few problems, resting her chin on her hand as she gazed at Mingjing. Mingjing stood by the window, his frameless glasses reflecting the clear light of the blue sky and white clouds outside, maintaining an elegance that was unparalleled, with no discernible expression, leaving no one to know what he was thinking. She guessed he was still contemplating Su Bai, Ming Heng, and related matters, pondering how to sever his feelings for Su Bai, how to send Su Bai to a mental hospital, and whether Su Cai was truly insane, and why she had not died... It must be quite painful to think about these things. Yet, Mingjing's face remained calm, like a smooth and flawless sculpture, devoid of any unusual expression. She guessed he was still contemplating Su Bai, Ming Heng, and related matters, pondering how to sever his feelings for Su Bai, how to send Su Bai to a mental hospital, and whether Su Cai was truly insane, and why she had not died... It must be quite painful to think about these things. Yet, Mingjing's face remained calm, like a smooth and flawless sculpture, devoid of any unusual expression.

Mingjing's eyes revealed an extreme expression of sorrow and indignation, as if the glance she cast upon him had stripped away a layer of his skin. He wished he could flay her alive, to kill her on the spot! Instinctively, she took a step back, her mind waging a battle between the thoughts of fleeing and staying to help him. After stepping back, Mingjing swayed slightly and then fell to the ground with a "thud," remaining completely still.

"How is that possible? Cheng Yan and Ming Jing?" Yu Jun burst into laughter, "Hahaha... Although they are both outstanding, they just don't seem to fit together at all, like people from different worlds"

Mingjing resides in Room 809 of the Boys' Dormitory Building B, living alone. The boys' dormitory is originally designed for six people per room, but the number of boys in the school is exactly a multiple of six plus one, and that extra one is Mingjing. There is no security in the boys' dormitory, allowing free entry and exit at night. She helps Mingjing up to the eighth floor, and it is already eleven o'clock in the evening; the school has turned off the lights, and there is no one in the stairwell.

Mingjing's expression remained calm as she and Su Bai exchanged a few words before quickly walking in, "Yang Chengyan"