I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 312 - 269 Bao Jie (4300 words)_2

Chapter 312: Chapter 269 Bao Jie (4300 words)_2

Yan Junze had no intention of entering, he simply stood at the gate and glanced inside.

A security guard came out from the guardhouse by the gate. Since he was far away, he didn’t approach but watched Yan Junze with a hint of alertness.

According to his years of experience working there, the young man in front of him didn’t look like a student from Meng University. If he wasn’t a student from another school, then there was a good chance he was a local youth.

He wouldn’t allow a local youth to enter the campus.

Yan Junze quickly spotted a bronze plaque next to the gate that read: Gate One.

Turning around and approaching the roadside, Yan Junze stopped. The security guard kept an eye on him from behind.

After making a phone call to Zhou Dali, and waiting for almost ten minutes, a stocky guy hopped off a bus and walked towards Yan Junze.

This scene left the watching security guard startled; if he had been suspecting Yan Junze’s identity before, at the sight of Zhou Dali, he was almost certain that both of them were local youths.

After all, Zhou Dali’s appearance left little distinction from the rumored look of gang enforcers.

Following Zhou Dali off the bus was a tall girl, his girlfriend, Shang Cuicui, with her long legs and wheat-colored skin.

Upon meeting, Yan Junze and Zhou Dali hugged each other, but neither had a smile on their face, after all, the reason for their meeting here was too sad to accept.

After the hug, Yan Junze nodded at Shang Cuicui as a way of greeting.

Shang Cuicui was dressed in sportswear and black sneakers, her hands tucked into her pockets. However, the pants she wore were those tight-fitting capris often seen on those who work out frequently, perfectly enveloping her enviable long legs.

With his arm around Shang Cuicui, Zhou Dali said to Yan Junze, “Jiajie didn’t stay at the school, but rented a place off-campus, a two-bedroom apartment, and I heard it’s luxuriously decorated.”

“So, are we going directly to his rented place now?” Yan Junze asked.

“Yes,” Zhou Dali nodded, “he is waiting for us in there right now.”

Following the address sent by Zhou Jiajie, Dali pointed in a direction, and the three of them walked side by side along the street.

Yan Junze noticed how Shang Cuicui clung to Zhou Dali’s arm, walking very close to him, seemingly dependent on him.

Zhou Dali also appeared comfortable, and by the looks of it, the pair seemed to be very much in love.

Yan Junze asked, “Does Jiang Ruixin know about Bao Jie’s death?”

“Just like you, I told her only yesterday,” Zhou Dali replied, “Last night when I was on the phone with Big-eyed Girl, I was so afraid she’d be too heartbroken, I even had her call a friend to stand by her. After I told her the tragic news, sure enough, there was a commotion on the other end, and the girl said Big-eyed Girl had fainted. After hanging up, it took a good while before a woken up Big-eyed Girl called back, asking me for more details.”

Pausing, Zhou Dali said, “Her mood is very unstable now, I don’t dare say anything to upset her further.”

“You are too…” Cuicui reproached Zhou Dali with a gentle chide, “so insensitive to drop it on her out of the blue, no wonder she passed out. It’s a good thing you were smart enough to have someone stay with your classmate first.”

Dali hehehe’d with an awkward smile toward Cuicui, as if it had been a long time since he’d last smiled.

At the same time.

In an ordinary looking residential complex, within one of the second-floor apartments, Zhou Jiajie turned off the stove’s flame, lifted the freshly boiled noodles, and while stirring them to mix the seasoning evenly, he walked out of the kitchen.

After reaching the living room, a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting on the couch in pajamas, her legs curled up, showing off her pale calves, with a somewhat vacant gaze in front of her, seemingly preoccupied.

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The woman had extremely delicate features, petite and exquisite, just one glance was enough to evoke a man’s protective instinct.

“Jiayao, come on, eat the noodles while they’re hot,” Zhou Jiajie called out as he walked towards the girl on the couch, love surfacing on his face.

The girl came back to her senses and glanced at the bowl in his hand. Pouting slightly, she said playfully, “I don’t want to eat.”

“Why?” Zhou Jiajie looked at her.

“I didn’t sleep well last night, and I’m still sleepy now,” Jiayao rubbed her eyes.

“Now that it’s daylight, there’s nothing to worry about. You should get some sleep,” Zhou Jiajie placed the bowl of noodles on the marble coffee table in front of him, sat next to Jiayao, and pulled her into his arms, preparing to let her use his thigh as a pillow to sleep.

Jiayao pushed him away and a look of panic suddenly crossed her face, “Who says it’s all right? I’m scared, really scared.”

Zhou Jiajie was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and sighed. After a long while, he said, “I already notified two of my classmates yesterday, and we’ve arranged for them to come over today. Rest assured, one of them has effective methods for eliminating strangeness. There won’t be any problems, and everything will soon be back to normal.”

After he spoke, he suddenly noticed that Jiayao’s expression was wrong; her eyes were fixated behind him.

Zhou Jiajie turned around to see at the hallway leading from the bedroom to the living room, in a place where the light was somewhat dim, a girl with disheveled hair was standing silently.

This girl was wearing a set of gray long-sleeved pajamas, expressionless, saying nothing. Her hair hung down, covering her cheeks and only revealing the middle part of her nose, her lips, and the inner corner of her eyes near her eyebrows.

Around this girl, a chilling aura was spreading.

Zhou Jiajie saw Jiayao trembling violently, her teeth beginning to chatter, producing the sound of them clashing together. He turned his head to glance at the disheveled girl and fear surged in his heart as well. Turning back around, he prepared to embrace Jiayao in front of him.

No matter what, at this time, they needed to stick together, as one, to eliminate the fear in their hearts as much as possible.

“I’m not dealing with this anymore!” Jiayao pushed his hands away violently, stood up pale-faced, grabbed her purse from the corner of the sofa, and prepared to leave.

“What are you doing?” Zhou Jiajie quickly stood up as well, “Have you lost your mind? She has only appeared, she hasn’t hurt us.”

“You’re the one who’s lost your mind!” Jiayao was almost crying, her emotions seemingly on the verge of collapse, “For three days, these three days, she has been following us, no, following you! I really can’t deal with this anymore, I can’t take it, I’m scared!”

With her speech ended, Jiayao cast a fearful glance at the disheveled girl standing in the hallway leading to the bedroom, then bypassed Zhou Jiajie to leave.

Zhou Jiajie grabbed her arm, “What did you say at the beginning? Do you not love me anymore?”

Jiayao struggled hard, but couldn’t break free. Once again casting a fearful look in the direction of the bedroom hallway, she turned back, tears already falling, “I do, I love you, but I’m more afraid. If you don’t call an exorcist from your family to come as soon as possible, we can’t live like this!”

“We can’t let the family find out. They all know Bao Jie, and they’ll suspect if Bao Jie turned into a ghost, why she would keep haunting me! Just wait, a bit longer, my classmate is coming, he can…” Zhou Jiajie became somewhat hysterical.

“No one can, only an exorcist!” Jiayao snapped, cutting him off, “So, I really can’t stay any longer, I’m so scared! If you love me, let me go, okay?”

At that moment, the woman looked pitiful, with her cheeks streaked with tears and her big eyes flashing.

Zhou Jiajie just stared at the woman in front of him, as if she had become so foreign to him in that instant, unrecognizable.

Taking advantage of the moment, Jiayao broke free from his grip, grabbed her purse, and still in her pajamas—too scared to go back to the bedroom to change—headed toward the door, saying, “I’m leaving first, you can bring out my clothes another day. If she is always in the bedroom and you really can’t get them, I don’t want them.”

With that, she opened the door and left quickly.

Zhou Jiajie stared blankly at the scene before him, watching the person who opened the living room door rush away, so hastily that she didn’t even close the door behind her, leaving him with complex feelings and unable to utter a word.

Before long, Zhou Jiajie turned his head to glance at the bedroom hallway.

Only to see the disheveled woman silently turn around and walk off into the deep part of the hallway without a sound, where it was all darkness.

Before long, the woman disappeared into the darkness, no longer visible.

Although she was out of sight now, Zhou Jiajie knew very well that she would return at any moment, possibly appearing in some corner, some place, just watching him silently, following him silently.

Zhou Jiajie found it difficult to breathe, as if something was lodged in his throat, he abruptly sat down on the sofa, gasping for air, his hands tugging at his hair, his sense of helplessness magnifying immensely in this moment.

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