(Short story, partial to suspense and supernatural)
Last week, classmate Tan Zhen died suddenly. I heard it was suicide. One thing is certain - the deceased was probably alive before he died.
One morning, the entire campus was suddenly shrouded in fog. Next, some people went to who knows where, every day.
My name is Chen Ping, a student. My father once said to me - if you want to know the truth, you have to endure the corresponding pain.
