At half past eleven, it was bedtime.
Bai Ruan closed the book with his rabbit claws, and quickly retreated. He accurately pressed the bedside light switch with his small butt, and then jumped to the ground skillfully in the dark. He got into the grass nest beside the bed, and used his small nose to probe the dark men’s handkerchief in the nest and let it cover his back, creating a feeling of being covered with a thin quilt.
After being human for some time, he would always feel empty and unsettled when he slept without being covered.
Bai Ruan was physically lying down. A few minutes later, a faint grunt sounded from the grass nest. It sounded like a string of small bubbles gradually bursting open on the surface of the water. This was the sound of Bai Ruan snoring.
Lang Jing Feng, who seemed to be asleep in the dark, opened his eyes suddenly, and two clusters of terrifying green ignited in the darkness.
Immediately afterwards, a slender and thin arm dropped from the edge of the bed, gently and firmly lifted the grass nest beside it, and placed it on the bed.
Immediately, Lang Jing Feng stretched his arms to bring the white rabbit in its small 20 centimeters in length grass nest into his arms, and hugged it like an ordinary person hugging a pillow or a doll. Bai Ruan in the grass nest felt the vibration. However, being human for more than 20 years had already corroded his vigilance as a rabbit. Therefore, Bai Ruan was just like any ordinary human whose sleep was interfered by small disturbances. He turned over in the grass nest, revealing a very short-sucked belly and most of that small thing* hidden in the white fur…
Lang Jing Feng, who secretly unlocked the achievement of sharing the same bed, pulled out the man’s handkerchief that was pressed by Bai Ruan, gently covered him on his belly, smiled and kissed the grass nest, indulging in the air full of Bai Ruan’s smell, and fell asleep peacefully.
At six o’clock the next morning, Lang Jing Feng was awakened by the feet of the rabbit’s four limbs.
“Ji!” Bai Ruan stood dignified and sternly on Lang Jing Feng’s face, hitting Lang Jing Feng’s forehead with his rabbit claws to execute physical punishment. “Ji!”
Obviously he was dissatisfied with Lang Jing Feng’s act of secretly moving the grass nest while he was asleep!
“…Good morning, Teacher. Give me a kiss.” Lang Jing Feng smiled lazily, raised his hand to hold Bai Ruan, and kissed his fluffy three-lobed mouth.
“Ji Ji Ji!” Bai Ruan roared and fled. His two sturdy hind legs slammed on Lang Jing Feng’s chin, almost causing Lang Jing Feng to bite his tongue.
As soon as Bai Ruan ran out of the bedroom with his forefoot, a cloud of black mist came out under the bed. It grew out two temporary legs and entered the study, and slid into Lang Jing Feng’s school bag.
As Lang Jing Feng didn’t have celestial eyes and he was completely unaware of it. He just rubbed his chin that was kicked by Bai Ruan, rolled over with a smile, buried his face in the bed sheet and sniffed.
After the two slept in the same bed for one night, the smell of the two were mixed on the sheets, and it smelled ambiguous. While Bai Ruan wasn’t around, Lang Jing Feng went crazy on the bed for a while. It wasn’t until Bai Ruan’s urging sound came from outside the door, the young man then went to the ground to stretch the crumpled bed sheets and hummed, agreeing to wash up.
On Monday morning, when the flag-raising ceremony ended, the first period was Bai Ruan’s Chinese class.
Lang Jing Feng listened carefully, and buried himself in taking notes from time to time. Although his grades were bad, he had beautiful and perfect handwriting. He was beaten into it by Lang Qian when he was a child. The Chinese representative Zhang Tao on the side pushed his glasses, revealing a pair of brilliant eyes staring at Lang Jing Feng’s neat and beautiful language notes, and he felt like he was being compared.
Suddenly, Lang Jing Feng stretched his neck and looked forward. He kicked Wang Kun’s chair in front of him. Wang Kun turned his head and glanced at him. Lang Jing Feng twisted his two heroic eyebrows and said in a low voice, “Don’t play with your phone. Teacher Bai isn’t looking happy anymore.”
Wang Kun was also a bit temperamental. Seeing Bai Ruan turn around to write on the blackboard, he replied unhappily, “The class representative doesn’t even care, why do you care?”
Spiritually being the representative of the Chinese language class, Lang Jing Feng raised his eyebrows, revealing the ferocious look of a bad boy. He replied with a fierce aura, “Turn back. Whisper less. It affects my concentration in class.”
Zhang Tao nodded vigorously from the side, fully demonstrating the management skills of the representative.
Wang Kun was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and he whispered, “Are you sick? Between the both of us, who was the one who provoked the other first?”
Lang Jing Feng raised his chin, rolled up his sleeves to reveal strong forearm muscles and threatened with a dark face, “Your skin is fucking tight?1(Actual words:皮紧) In another words, it means you wanna get a beating? Listen in class!”
Zhang Tao continued to nod like a nodding machine, indicating that Lang Jing Feng was right.
Wang Kun, who couldn’t beat Lang Jing Feng, grinded his teeth, turned back awkwardly and picked up his mobile phone.
Bai Ruan, with excellent hearing, had blue veins appearing on his forehead. “…”
At the same time, while Bai Ruan turned to write on the blackboard, the heart monster that had been concealed in Lang Jing Feng’s schoolbag slowly penetrated through the fabric. Like water, it flowed to the ground, separating a thin black mist that landed on Zhang Tao’s calf, as if probing into his inner fear.
As a demon who had been suppressed by the Master of Luo Xia Temple for more than a hundred years, it dared not provoke the Master who built the tower, so it turned to his apprentices and grandchildren. At the moment, the entire class of students were regarded as Bai Ruan’s apprentices. In other words, they were the great-grandchildren of that Master, so it was worth bullying them.
So, after a few seconds…
Zhang Tao, who had always been steady and reticent2not revealing one’s thoughts or feelings readily., suddenly screamed, “Ahh!”
The whole class turned their heads to look at the corner of the last row by the window, which was Zhang Tao’s seat. He was looking out the window dumbfounded, his expression was as horrified as being possessed by Edward Munch’s “Scream”.
“Zhang Tao,” Bai Ruan put the blackboard eraser on the podium. The crisp sound made the young boy shiver, “what’s the matter?”
Lang Jing Feng’s expression wasn’t good. He gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Tao.
“T-Teacher Bai!” Zhang Tao stood up violently, opened the window beside him roughly, and said while looking out, “Someone jumped off the building!”
Bai Ruan’s face changed, and he flew to the window on the side of the podium to check the situation—there was indeed a person lying directly under the window beside Zhang Tao. It seemed like a boy in his second level. This teaching building only had three floors, so it seemed that there was no obvious damage to the boy’s body, but his head was rotten like a blood gourd, and it seemed that he fell with his head down first.
“Quick…” Call the police for an ambulance! As soon as Bai Ruan squeezed a word out of this whole sentence, he heard Lang Jing Feng slowly throw out a sentence, “Where did you see someone jumping off the building? Are you crazy?”
Bai Ruan felt that something was wrong and instantly shut his mouth.
“…No, I really saw it!” Zhang Tao’s face was pale. He leaned half of his body out of the window frame and looked out desperately, as if he wanted to perform what he saw in person. Seeing this, Lang Jing Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Tao’s neck collar, preventing him from accidentally falling.
The other students sitting by the window also looked downstairs one after another, and immediately laughed at Zhang Tao. No one could see the corpse lying downstairs.
“I really saw someone falling down just now!” Zhang Tao licked his lips nervously, his facial muscles twitched. “A male. I saw it very clearly. It was like slow-motion playback!”
The classmates burst into laughter, and there were also a few timid girls who wanted to laugh but didn’t dare, instead rubbing their cold arms warmly.
Bai Ruan probed again and confirmed that the boy with a broken head downstairs was gone, and the ground was clean without a trace of blood. It became obvious.
——That boy was a ghost.
Ghosts were not as mysterious as most people imagined. They were just an existence between energy and matter. It was similar to wave-particle duality. It was just that the current level of human science couldn’t explain their existence.
Ghosts who were dead or had low obsessions dissipated very quickly, and would achieve a critical point after seven days of death. When this critical point was reached, the ghost wouldn’t have enough material and energy to carry their memories and would naturally forget everything and re-enter the cycle as a newborn. This dissipating process was equivalent to the legend of “Drinking Meng Po soup”.3(Actual words: 喝孟婆汤) It is a kind of tea soup in ancient Chinese folklore that helps souls forget all troubles, memories, love, rage and hatred. The legend is that the sacred soup made by Meng Po in the Yin Cao Di Fu, let the ghosts of all walks of life who were reborn in Naihe Bridge completely forget all the memories of previous lives and reincarnate with peace of mind. the method is to combine human ghosts with medicinal materials collected from the world; In one word, it is people’s tears that are collected and simmered into soup.
However, ghosts who died unexpectedly or had a deep obsession before death would take away more energy and matter from their bodies out of their attachment to life when they left. Their dissipating process was very slow, and some had deep resentment. Ghosts would not dissipate naturally, and because of their abundance of energy and material, they could also have a certain impact on living people. This was also commonly known as a “vengeful spirit”.4Onryō (厲鬼) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onryō
Ordinary people couldn’t catch the traces of ghosts with their naked eyes, but Bai Ruan, who had his celestial eyes could. Just now Zhang Tao was able to see the male ghost jumping off the building, it should be due to the male ghost’s condensed energy at the moment he passed the window and strengthened his existence to the point where he could be seen with the naked eye. Zhang Tao was close to the window, and he might have happened to look out at the time. This unfortunately made him face the male ghost with horror.
Bai Ruan was calm and frowned slightly, wondering if the heart monster had slipped into the school.
Although he was persuaded, he was not afraid of ghosts. One reason was because he had gotten used to such sights after he opened his celestial eyes, and the other was because ghosts didn’t eat rabbits. For Bai Ruan, wolves were more terrifying than ghosts.
“Class, quiet down.” Bai Ruan knocked on the desk with the blackboard eraser, and gave Zhang Tao a platform for him to step down.5A way out for him to save himself from embarrassment. “In the past few days, the high school seniors have been throwing things down from the third floor. The dean had caught them several times. You should have made a mistake just now.”
But what did the high school seniors upstairs throw down to make Zhang Tao mistake that thing as a big living person who jumped off the building, and could be blown away by the wind in such a few seconds? An inflatable doll? ——This was an unconvincing reason, but there was indeed no one downstairs. As there was no other more reasonable and scientific explanation, the classroom became quiet, and no one except Zhang Tao expressed objection.
“No, Teacher Bai…” Zhang Tao’s face flushed red, and he continued to look downstairs unresignly.
“Please sit down.” Bai Ruan waved his hand, “we’ll talk about that once we finish. Let’s continue the class now.”
“Teacher Bai asked you to sit down.” Lang Jing Feng echoed dogmatically, pulling half of Zhang Tao back from the window, and pressing Zhang Tao’s shoulder to force him onto the chair.
Zhang Tao had a look of desperation.
The author has something to say:
Lang Jing Crazy: I’ll see who dares to not open their eyes and behave atrociously in Teacher Xiao Bai’s class. Anyone who dares to use their mobile phones, whisper and gossip and do other subject’s homework, wants to challenge this boss for a fight? If you lose, you have to copy the Chinese textbook. If you don’t dare, better obediently listen to Teacher Xiao Bai’s lecture. 🙂
Bai Ruan Ruan: …I have never seen such a disciplinary method…
- 1(Actual words:皮紧) In another words, it means you wanna get a beating?
- 2not revealing one’s thoughts or feelings readily.
- 3(Actual words: 喝孟婆汤) It is a kind of tea soup in ancient Chinese folklore that helps souls forget all troubles, memories, love, rage and hatred. The legend is that the sacred soup made by Meng Po in the Yin Cao Di Fu, let the ghosts of all walks of life who were reborn in Naihe Bridge completely forget all the memories of previous lives and reincarnate with peace of mind. the method is to combine human ghosts with medicinal materials collected from the world; In one word, it is people’s tears that are collected and simmered into soup.
- 4Onryō (厲鬼) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onryō
- 5A way out for him to save himself from embarrassment.