Chapter 230 The storm is coming
January 1994, 16, was an ordinary day. The north wind stopped in the early morning, and the snow began to melt. The season had passed the coldest Minor Cold of the year, but people did not feel the temperature rising at all. The Lunar New Year, which symbolized family reunion and warmth and happiness, was still far away.

As usual, a few wisps of light blue smoke were floating in the sky above the city. The air was humid and there was no sunshine. Thick leaden clouds hung upside down in the sky, carrying with them a majestic atmosphere of impending storm. However, the sparrows under the eaves were still chirping happily, and the citizens walking on the streets were in a hurry. An army of bicycles were crawling and fighting on the white ground like dense black ants, dotted with the sound of firecrackers and children's laughter.

Perhaps, no matter how much you cried last night, when you wake up in the morning, the city is still bustling with people. In many days and nights, every ordinary person in the world will have a moment when he feels that he is drowned by the waves of life, but this ordinary world still relentlessly rotates according to its own laws.

Campus life also has its fixed rules.

Every day, I go to class, then leave, then go to class again, and then leave. Within this fixed routine, the youthful classmates around me always use their spare time to create many new details and various games that can release physical energy. In the summer, the most popular game is naturally basketball, but once winter comes, the most popular game in the school becomes bullfighting.

During the break of the first class in the afternoon, as usual, a group of boys from Class 156 ran to the back of the classroom to play bullfighting. They first drew a circle on the ground with white chalk. Two boys were in the circle, put one foot on top of the other, and then hit each other.

At this time, there is usually a large group of people outside the circle, cheering and watching the show as referees. Once someone's feet land first or are pushed out of the circle, a boy will immediately shout excitedly: "You lose! You lose! Come out, come out, it's my turn!"

Such rough and wild games were indeed dangerous. Once you were knocked down, your butt would inevitably suffer. In serious cases, the bruises would remain for a long time. However, students in the 90s were far less delicate than children in later generations. They had no air conditioners, hot water bottles, or heat pads. In that era when the greenhouse effect was not yet obvious, snow was common in Jiangchuan, a small southern city. The temperature was really low in winter, and school days were not easy. Active students would use their after-school time to play such physical games that could keep warm.

Perhaps because he was too bored, Zhang Yunqi also went up to play a few times, with some wins and some losses. He fell down once, and his butt was broken into eight pieces. He grimaced in pain, but what's more, as he played, his body felt warm and he even sweated.

After playing a few rounds, Zhang Yunqi wiped the sweat off his face and quit.

Because he saw Chu Jian waiting for him at his desk with a textbook in his arms. He walked over and sat on the chair and said, "What's wrong?"

Chu Jian looked at the red scarf around Zhang Yunqi's neck and pursed his lips: "Are you free to come to the evening self-study class?"

Zhang Yunqi nodded: "Yes."

When we first met, I said, "I have compiled the final math questions. Do you want to look at them together during self-study tonight?"

Zhang Yunqi smiled and said yes.

As soon as we met, I sat down on Wang Xiaokai's chair.

The next class was physical education. The weather was really cold, so the class had been stopped long ago. Students were free to move around the campus. Needless to say, Zhang Yunqi's deskmate Wang Xiaokai must have gone out for fun. Even if he didn't, with his developed brain, he wouldn't come over at this time and grab a seat with Chu Jian.

Zhang Yunqi took out an English exercise book and said, "Chu Jian, how are you going to spend your winter vacation?"

Chu Jian flipped open his textbook and answered quietly, "I think it's a winter break job. The final exam is in a week, how are you preparing?"

Zhang Yunqi didn't like Chu Jian asking him about his studies. He really didn't feel accomplished. He said, "I feel pretty good about myself. There's nothing I don't know. But after the exam, I'm destined to be the runner-up."

When he first saw her, he thought Zhang Yunqi was saying something discouraging. He said seriously, "No, I don't always do well in the exams, Yunqi. I just think that you don't put all your effort into studying. With your ability, if you work harder, you will definitely do better than me."

Zhang Yunqi said happily: "Okay. But I think it's also good if you are first and I am second. What's this called? Good things should be kept within the family." Chu Jianqingche's little face blushed. She turned her head to look at Zhang Yunqi who was wearing a red scarf, smiled, and turned her head to focus on the textbook.

Zhang Yunqi also opened his English exercise book, picked up his pen and started doing the questions. However, as he was doing it, he suddenly noticed a commotion among the students who were watching the bullfight behind him.

He turned his head to look, and for a moment, even he was stunned given his rich experience.

Yan Shi walked slowly over in the corridor where the crowd automatically made way. For some reason, her thick long hair was gone, replaced by a bald head with an uneven surface. A tuft of hair hung above her left ear, her right temple was shaved bald, a few curly long hairs hung in front of her forehead, and there was a big hole on the back of her head. She looked very funny.

Zhang Yunqi just watched Yan Shi slowly walk towards him without saying a word. He stood up from his seat. When he first saw her, he felt something and looked at Zhang Yunqi strangely. Then he realized something was wrong and looked in the direction where he was looking. His face turned pale and he immediately stood up.

At this time, more people looked here.

I don’t know who it was, but I couldn’t help but laugh.

Perhaps it was because everyone couldn't hold back their laughter when they saw Sister Hua with her weird-looking, clown-like head, so the laughter spread quickly throughout Class 156 like a plague.

Amidst the laughter, Zhang Yunqi silently watched Yan Shi walk through the crowd step by step. She walked very hard until she reached her desk. Her face was pale, her expression was dull, and her eyes were empty. She was like a walking corpse without a soul. Her school uniform was wet, and there were water stains everywhere she walked. In such a cold winter with the temperature hovering around zero degrees, no one knew how she managed to hold on!
Zhang Yunqi walked over without saying a word. When he reached in front of Yan Shi, a pungent odor hit him in the face. Without hesitation, he reached out and rolled up Yan Shi's sleeves. Then he saw pieces of rotten flesh that were smelly from cigarette butts, as well as large patches of blood clots and swelling.

After a long silence, he asked, "Who did this?"

You could hear a pin drop in the whole classroom!

There was no more laughter, no more response.

Yan Shi took a deep look at the sky outside the window, then looked at the boy in front of her, and saw the concerned look on his thin and calm face. She shook her head exhaustedly, handed a letter in her hand to Zhang Yunqi, and whispered: "Yunqi, thank you, please give this to my parents."

Zhang Yunqi was stunned for a moment. Before he reached out to take the letter, he saw Yan Shi put the letter on the desk, stood up, and suddenly rushed out of the back door of the classroom. He immediately felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and hurriedly followed him out.

Then, amid the students' screams of terror, he saw Yan Shi, who was standing at the low wall in the corridor, put his hands on the wall, pushed hard, and jumped directly from the sixth floor.

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Pls. I know that many people will be furious after this chapter is published. However, I think most of the book friends who like this book should be relatively patient and sentimental old book friends, so please be patient and give me some more time, I won't let you down.

Some book friends asked me why I wrote this plot. There are many reasons. I will talk about two main reasons. First, it completes the plot of this volume. You can see from the appearance of Yan Shi in this volume that she has this fate at this time. What fate? Some people are destined to be besieged!
The second point, and the most important one, is that Yan Shi is one of the important characters in this book. But this important character is definitely not what you think he is. If I say any more, it would be a spoiler...

Online novels are, after all, happy and comedic.

I have actually been quite diligent in updating recently, staying up late after work every day to update. I’m afraid that this plot will make everyone feel uncomfortable, so I will continue to update tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)