Chapter 1 The Slap

"Smack!"

A loud slap landed on Zhang Ziliang's face, leaving five deep red marks.

"Can't you be a little more obedient, a little more mature? Your mother needs treatment. She can only be with us when she's better. I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I'm in pain too. Now, immediately, go to the principal's office with me to ask for leave to attend your mother's funeral…"

Zhang Ziliang was completely stunned by the slap. He looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. Then, his face became strangely calm. He wiped away his tears and said coldly, "I'll go back to the dorm to get something, and I'll be right back…"

"What time is it? What are you getting? Stop dawdling. What great things can someone like you accomplish? Hurry back. I'll wait for you in the security room of the teaching building…"

The man's roar echoed behind Zhang Ziliang. Zhang Ziliang paused, looked back at Shen Wei and Yang Chen in the classroom, and then continued walking forward, disappearing completely at the entrance of the teaching building.

At this moment, Zhang Ziliang's father also looked at his hand with a face full of regret, as if regretting hitting his son.

"Was I too harsh on him?…"

Seeing that Zhang Ziliang hadn't returned for a long time, a bad feeling suddenly arose in Shen Wei's heart. Just then, the bell finally rang.

Shen Wei and Yang Chen rushed out of the classroom as soon as possible, but Zhang Ziliang was nowhere to be seen inside or outside the corridor.

"Where did Zhang Ziliang go? Did he leave this school?"

Yang Chen asked with some doubt.

"Impossible. This is just a segment of time extracted from the script. Zhang Ziliang can't leave this school. In the original ending, Zhang Ziliang definitely performed a blood sacrifice to open some forbidden door. So he's still in school now. He said before that someone in the wall of the dormitory was talking to him, but only he could hear it. So, those parasitic threads in Room 505 were released by him from another dimension. Today may be the day he dies. Go to the dormitory quickly…"

After running out of the teaching building, Shen Wei suddenly remembered something. The security guard in the teaching building had changed. The one sitting inside when he came out just now was the security uncle with glasses, who was Zhang Ziliang's father.

"If Zhang Ziliang has any special abilities, such as being able to open a door between another world and the real world, then his father, who is also his direct relative, may also have this ability. So, the sacrifice in the security room didn't end. He chose again. Zhang Ziliang's father is also the best sacrifice. Old Zhang was just a smokescreen or a tool to find the sacrifice…"

Thinking of this, in order to ensure that the blood sacrifice was completely stopped, Shen Wei had to let Yang Chen go to the security room of the teaching building to watch Zhang Ziliang's father, lest he do anything unusual.

"Yang Chen, be careful. If there are any unusual circumstances, don't take risks. Seek help from the teachers. After all, we have lost our abilities now and are just ordinary people…"

"Don't worry, I know what to do…"

Yang Chen said with the maturity of an old man.

Shen Wei didn't dare to delay any longer and ran towards Dorm 505 at a hundred meters sprint to find Zhang Ziliang.

At this moment, Zhang Ziliang opened the door of the dormitory and sat blankly on his bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

But a few seconds later, Zhang Ziliang seemed to hear something. A strange smile appeared on his face. He slowly walked to the wall and put his ear to it, as if listening to someone talking.

"Mom, is that you? How can you be in the wall? What is Dad? Dad hurt you? I knew it was him. I knew it was him…"

"Mom, I miss you, really, really miss you…"

Zhang Ziliang leaned against the wall and cried bitterly.

"Come find Mom in the wall! We'll be together forever, never, ever apart…"

The voice of Mom in the wall became louder and louder in Zhang Ziliang's mind, and it was full of bewitchment.

"Mom, how can I find you? How can I see you? Like this? I understand, I understand…"

Zhang Ziliang's face was full of excitement. He ran to his desk and rummaged through it, taking out a sharp fruit knife.

"Found it, found it…"

Zhang Ziliang walked towards the wall with a look of fascination, and then, encircling his throat with the sharp fruit knife, he was about to cut it hard.

The sharp blade cut through the skin, and blood flowed out. Zhang Ziliang's smile became even more bizarre, but a trace of struggle appeared in his eyes. His arm trembled, but soon he returned to calm. Just as he was about to exert more force, Shen Wei finally arrived.

He pounced forward and grabbed Zhang Ziliang's wrist, preventing him from exerting force.

But at this time, Zhang Ziliang seemed to be possessed, and his strength was surprisingly great.

He threw Shen Wei aside and stared at Shen Wei with blood-red eyes, as if he wanted to eat him.

"You are also a liar. You are all liars. Gentleness cannot be exchanged for gentleness, and sincerity cannot be exchanged for sincerity. You all want to bully me. You all have ulterior motives for approaching me, right? I knew that someone like me would not have friends…"

Zhang Ziliang shouted hysterically while pointing at Shen Wei with the blood-stained fruit knife.

"A husband should have a confidant, why care what others think in this world. True sincerity, gentleness and kindness should be given to the right person. If they don't care about you, why should you care about their opinions. I admit that I approached you with a purpose before, but becoming friends with you is also genuine. I can prove it…"

Shen Wei said as he continued to walk forward.

"You liar, what can you prove? Get out, stay away from me. My business is none of your business. The wall is talking again. Mom is calling me…"

Zhang Ziliang's eyes became fascinated again. He trembled again as he held the knife.

Shen Wei looked at the knife pointing at him, fearless, and kept walking forward. But the strangely eyed Zhang Ziliang had no intention of retracting the knife.

The sharp tip of the knife had already pierced Shen Wei's skin, and two or three centimeters of flesh had been stained red with blood on his upper body. But Shen Wei still didn't stop and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, a violent struggle suddenly flashed in Zhang Ziliang's eyes. But the voice in his mind became louder and louder, causing him to fall into confusion again.

Shen Wei kept walking forward, the knife pierced deeper and deeper, until it reached the hilt and stabbed into his abdomen.

At this time, Shen Wei also walked to Zhang Ziliang's side and reached out to hug him.

"True friends are not afraid of life and death and can stab each other in the back. Do you believe me now? My friend…"

The blood from Shen Wei's abdomen dripped and dripped onto the ground.

The struggle in Zhang Ziliang's eyes became more intense. In the end, his eyes finally became clear.

"I'm sorry, Shen Wei!"

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Welcome back!"