Volu 4: High School Arc - “I” Co to Find You\~
“CNM！！！”
My nerves had already been stretched to the limit, and I couldn't calmly finish listening to this sentence.
However... even though I had already raised my phone, the voice from the other end of the line still reached my ears in this silent room.
‘Pa!!’
The phone shattered.
The voice stopped as well.
And this ti... the phone didn't return to its original place.
The second hand on the World Watch continued ticking forward.
Midnight had passed.
I didn’t feel any presence of a monster.
The Evil Spirit Form didn’t even see anything moving besides , Sha Ha, and Jiaoza.
Nothing had changed.
Ti... had been twisted right in front of my eyes.
The whole world... seed to fall silent.
Sha Ha noticed I was angry and quietly lay beside .
Jiaoza stared with her large kazilan eyes, silently observing everything in the room.
All for one sentence... just a single sentence!!
Ti was toyed with!!
Is this even real?
Is this possible?
Was it necessary?
However... what was ant to happen, still happened.
That sentence also entered my ears.
Unstoppable.
Looking at the phone I had smashed on the ground...
I didn’t know why they chose to use this Samsung instead of an iPhone, but without a doubt, they delivered the ssage precisely.
Completely drained, I lay on the bed.
Sha Ha, as usual, crawled beside and burrowed into my arms.
Even now... I still didn’t understand what had happened.
Why did I... beco Zhang Yang?
Was this information given by the ga?
Why, when I was Zhang Yang, couldn’t I recall anything about myself?
The mories... were still vague and ambiguous, but without a doubt, they weren’t mine.
They weren’t the mories of the souls I had devoured either.
Instead... they were truly the mories of a young man nad Zhang Yang.
Why did this happen?
Was all of this... done by them?
The mories were being rapidly digested.
In that stage, I was Zhang Yang... but that’s hard to explain!
I have to rember, my soul is an Evil Spirit Form.
What kind of power could make my consciousness... leave my soul?
No, no, no, to be precise, was that even my consciousness?
Or did I just borrow part of Zhang Yang’s mory?
But those choices...
I can’t anymore... my mind is completely a ss.
“Zhang Yang...”
I rembered that ordinary face I saw in the mirror while showering, and recalled the whisper I heard after answering the call...
Everything felt so real yet so illusory.
I imdiately sat up, picked up the pen and sticky notes on the table, and wrote down all those ambiguous and vague mories.
I didn’t know why, but I felt those mories were fading.
So details, I already couldn’t recall.
But I could still rember the main things.
“Nineteenth floor of the Tianding Everything Co., Ltd. office building... what departnt was that again?
Oh right, when I was on the seventh floor, I also ran into Jiang Yulong and Xu Han.
They... I rember they seed to ntion ... what did they say again?”
No good, the mories were becoming even more blurry.
“Went back ho... the address... the address...”
I desperately tried to jog my mory, but... everything had already beco hazy.
Realizing this, I imdiately skipped over that part and kept writing.
“Received a call from the supervisor, then a call from ‘it’, and finally... that voice echoed from behind .”
While trying to rember, I recorded all these details.
If I didn’t write them down now, I’d completely forget them.
As my pen glided over the sticky notes, slowly... those mories were completely wiped away.
Nothing remained.
The mont the last bit of mory faded, the pen in my hand... stopped moving.
I dazedly looked up, glancing around the room.
“What... was I doing?”
Stunned for a second, then lowered my head and looked down.
“Is this... what I wrote?”
Yes... I wrote it!
Yes, Zhang Yang!
No... other than that na, I couldn’t rember anything else.
It felt like I had seen sothing.
What did I see?
It felt like I had experienced sothing.
What did I experience?
“Zhang Yang... huh?”
I clearly rembered that everything written in my hand was important, but I couldn’t recall the process.
It was a very strange feeling.
But that didn’t stop from writing it all down.
“Sss~hoo...”
Looking at the sticky note in my hand, there wasn’t much information.
Zhang Yang, 19th floor of Tianding Property Managent, elevator, Liu Yunyan, supervisor, phone call, ‘them’ behind .
These pieces of information were extrely scattered, yet vaguely followed a certain pattern.
But why was my na among them?
A flash of confusion made furrow my brows.
What exactly... had happened?
My mind was full of questions.
Staring at the sticky note, I took a deep breath.
No matter what, I felt this information was important.
It looked like... I needed to make a trip to Tianding Property Managent tomorrow.
Why did I write these things down?
I knew they were important, but I couldn’t rember what had happened.
All the other mories remained, but why I wrote down this sticky note, or what it had to do with —this part... I had absolutely no impression of in my mind.
I glanced at the broken phone, got out of bed, picked it up, removed the SIM card, and casually tossed the phone into the trash can.
“I’ll let Reina take care of this tomorrow, just destroy it.”
Why did I buy a Note series phone?
The main reason was still that stylus.
In my current condition, having a pen that could imdiately record things was extrely useful.
But I wasn’t too worried about the phone being broken.
After all, phones have cloud storage now.
As long as the account remained, everything else could be scrapped.
Breathing a sigh of relief, I casually pressed the sticky note under the lamp.
“No matter what happened... I must figure it out.”
I said that out loud, but I no longer felt sleepy.
Though... even though I needed much less sleep than normal people, I still got tired.
Lying in bed, hugging Sha Ha, her warm fur brought a hint of warmth to the quilt.
I pulled the blanket over myself.
The quilt wasn’t particularly expensive overall.
It wasn’t that I didn’t like buying pricey ones—mainly, down quilts and wool quilts were just too light.
I like the feeling of sothing close against .
I’m used to sleeping in a curled-up position.
If the blanket isn’t snug, it feels really uncomfortable… almost like I’m not safe.
But... sleeping in a curled-up position wasn’t as comfortable as it used to be.
Female skin was far more sensitive than male skin.
Not to ntion, there were now two extra sensitive spots.
So sleeping fully in a curled-up position was impossible.
I adjusted my coral fleece pajamas.
Since I didn’t like sleeping with pants on, these pajamas were extended-length, almost like a trench coat.
In another way of putting it...
It was a bathrobe.
The kind without pants.
As for why I chose coral fleece instead of silk?
The main reason was my body had beco too sensitive.
Silk fabric sliding across my skin was very uncomfortable.
Also... because of the extra sensitive spots, I couldn’t sleep directly against Sha Ha anymore.
I could only feel her warmth through the pajamas.
Huskies... their back fur was thick and very warm.
Gradually... as the temperature rose, drowsiness overtook all other sensations.
“Good night...”
I glanced at Jiaoza, then at the watch.
“It’s already... one o’clock.”
After saying that, darkness and silence completely enveloped my consciousness.
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