Campus King Road: Gold Medal Girlfriend

Chapter 132

Shadow?

ghost?Or a thief?
Bai Xiaotong immediately stood up, wanting to follow to have a look. After walking two steps, he realized that he was barefoot. He glanced at the nearby ground twice, but it was so dark that he couldn't find the two thrown high heels.

Without thinking too much, Bai Xiaotong just followed with bare feet towards the place where the black shadow disappeared. It might be better without high heels to trip her up, and there was no sound when she walked.

However, after following for a while, Bai Xiaotong did not find the disappearing figure, his brows were wrinkled again and again, could it be that he really saw a ghost?
Looking around now, it's pitch black, and I don't even know where I am now...

It's over, maybe I was really deceived by ghosts.

Bai Xiaotong thought about it and felt a hairy feeling in his heart, but at this moment, there was a sound rushing into his ears...

Listening carefully, it is the faint sound of the piano, the sound is long and distant, like coming from another world far away from me, full of psychedelic colors, but in the tune, there is a touch of deep sadness .

Bai Xiaotong was sure that the sound did not come from the villa where the party was held, but from another direction.

Slowly touching the sound, the sound was getting closer and more sad, until an ancient church like the one in the legend appeared in front of him, and Bai Xiaotong stopped.

The disappearing shadows, the melancholy sound of the piano, the ancient church, everything is so weird that even the imagination becomes cold.

In the dark night, there is only a tall shadow left in the ancient church. There is no light inside, it is completely dark, and a strong musty smell makes Bai Xiaotong immediately judge that this place has been abandoned for a long time.

who is it?In such a place, playing sad tunes in the dark?
I don't know why, but Bai Xiaotong chose to continue walking, without shoes, everything was silent, everything in the classroom was painted with faint shadows, Bai Xiaotong touched the layers of gray stains on the chair, and frowned Wrinkled again.

The sound of the piano collided back and forth around the classroom, stirring up more sadness and focusing together.

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(End of this chapter)