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Sun Meng and Ziya were in the dormitory, tossing their lunch boxes into the trash can. "Ziya, I don't think Wang Yuan is the one we saw in the classroom. The person sitting in the front row wasn't him."
"Um... but he admitted to pulling the door shut so tightly that we couldn't open it," Ziya said, picking up a cup of water and testing its temperature, puzzled.
"Didn't you see the person sitting in that spot? That can't be! Are three pairs of eyes seeing things?" Sun Meng took the cup Ziya handed her and sipped from it. She wanted to know if she was the only one who witnessed that strange event or if all three of them had seen it. Besides, Wang Yuan was probably just outside holding the door shut to keep them from leaving; the one who actually closed it must have been someone else.
Ziya didn't know how to respond to Sun Meng's question. If she said she hadn't seen anything, she'd definitely be scared... But if she admitted to seeing something, it would be a blatant lie... This...
Just as Ziya was thinking this, she suddenly screamed, "Uh..." She felt a sharp pain in her stomach. The pain came on so suddenly that beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. She bent over and pressed her hand against her abdomen.
"Don't scare me! What's wrong?" Sun Meng exclaimed, panicking and pacing back and forth. Suddenly remembering that Wang Yuan had just left school, she hurriedly dialed his number.
Wang Yuan was taken aback when he received the call; he was already lying in bed and didn't want to get up. In a moment of desperation, he forwarded the call to Zhiqing.
Zhiqing sprinted to the school in just a few minutes. When he arrived at the girls' dormitory, both Ziya and Sun Meng were startled. Sun Meng thought to herself that she had called Wang Yuan; why was Zhiqing here instead?
"What's wrong?" Zhiqing asked anxiously. He gestured for Ziya to climb onto his back, intending to carry her to a nearby hospital for a check-up. Seeing how pale Ziya looked and how sweat poured down her face made Sun Meng truly worried.
Ziya didn't refuse Zhiqing's offer to carry her to the hospital; everything fell into place seamlessly. Zhiqing lifted Ziya onto his back while Sun Meng followed closely behind, running swiftly and gently comforting Ziya along the way. Fortunately, there was a small clinic not far from the school.
Once they arrived at the hospital, Sun Meng registered for emergency care. The doctor on duty examined Ziya and concluded that she had developed an acute intestinal infection due to consuming unsanitary food—clearly caused by the lunch they had eaten together. However, why was Sun Meng fine? The doctor explained that intestinal infections can vary among individuals; someone who frequently consumes such food might develop immunity over time, while someone who only occasionally eats it could easily become infected.
Ziya asked Sun Meng to call her mother, which she did without hesitation. After waiting for Ziya's foster mother to arrive, both Zhiqing and Sun Meng left to return to their own places to rest.
After receiving some IV fluids and medication, Ziya remained in the hospital for observation, with Mama Fang by her side. To be honest, Ziya was still unaware of her true origins, so her bond with her adoptive mother felt just like that of a biological mother and daughter.
In the hospital, Mama Fang knew that their plans to attend the Temple Fair the next day would have to be canceled. Ziya quietly fell asleep until the sun rose high in the sky the following day.
"Mom, it's over! I delayed you from going to the Temple Fair. What should we do?" Ziya exclaimed as she sat up in bed, panic evident in her voice.
"Silly girl, is the Temple Fair more important than your life?" Mama Fang lovingly stroked Ziya's hair. Then she added, "The doctor just came by and said you're fine. You can leave anytime. Do you want to go home to rest or head back to school?"
"I want to go back to school. Mom, I love you..." Ziya felt an unexpected calmness instead of guilt for her mother missing the Temple Fair because of her. She embraced Mama Fang tightly, reluctant to let go.
Back at school, Ziya just made it in time for gym class. Zhiqing approached her with a slightly weary expression, clearly having spent a restless night worrying about someone.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, thanks for last night," Ziya replied, feeling a bit embarrassed. It was awkward for a young woman to have been carried on the back of a boy who was just a year older than her. The thought filled her mind with a unique shyness that made her cheeks flush bright red.
"Hey! What are you two doing? Did Ziya and Mama Fang go to the Temple Fair?"
"They couldn't go because of me. Did your mom go?"
"She probably did! I called home this morning, but no one answered. My dad is working at the steel mill. If my mom didn't go, she should be at home."
"Uh..." Ziya nodded thoughtfully as they joined the line for gym class.
Wang Yuan stood not far from Ziya and the others, secretly giving Zhiqing a thumbs up, meaning "Keep it up," with a silly grin. However, when Ziya looked at him, he hurriedly turned his head away, unable to meet her gaze.
In the afternoon, Sun Meng received a phone call that left her collapsing to the ground.
"How could this happen? Auntie..." Ziya and Zhiqing helped Sun Meng to her dormitory, splashing cold water on her face in an attempt to wake her up quickly.
The bus they took to the Temple Fair had an accident, flipping into a Horse Ditch, resulting in three deaths and seven injuries. Among the deceased was Sun Meng's mother, along with another elderly person.
"Uh... wuwuwu... wuwu, does my nightmare have anything to do with this? Why didn't I say anything? Maybe if I had, it wouldn't have happened... wuwu... Mom..." Sun Meng suddenly burst into tears under the shock of Ziya's cold cloth, her tears flowing freely, moving the classmates nearby.
"Alright, don't cry. It's all my fault. You told me about your nightmare, and I didn't take it seriously. If you can, could you tell us about your nightmare now? Please..." Ziya looked at the heartbroken Sun Meng with tear-filled eyes, unsure of how to comfort her.
Sun Meng sat up stiffly, tears still hanging at the corners of her eyes. "I dreamt that many people were crowded on a balcony, and then the balcony suddenly collapsed... They just... wuwuwu... I want to go home."
Ziya understood. If it weren't for her sudden illness, Mama Fang would have faced misfortune this time as well; she had managed to avoid being on the death list. Sometimes a person's sixth sense is truly strange—Sun Meng dreamed to foresee it while Ziya sensed something was wrong about her mother's trip to the fair but couldn't articulate what was wrong.
Sun Meng returned home to handle her mother's affairs. In their dormitory, there were originally four people; two would occasionally rest there while the others often went home.
Only Ziya remained in the dormitory, casually flipping through books and jotting down quotes from the pages when suddenly her phone rang. It was her mother calling.
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