Of course, Li Qianxia had no idea how Li Changzhou appeared in the dorm.
While lining up at a bubble tea shop, four college girls rested their chins on each other's shoulders, their hair strands oddly intertwining, as if they were boneless, letting their hair brush each other's faces.
Li Qianxia had shown them the travel photos she took during her escape—the time she was not at school was excused as a vacation.
"The beauties are ready!"
"Beauties are coming, beauties are coming!" Li Qianxia, quicker than any other woman in Kale Square, was the first to respond.
Just as she turned off the screen, preparing to step forward, something was reflected on the now pitch-black phone screen.
Someone was lying on the ceiling above, perfectly still, staring down at her without blinking.
From the phone screen, it seemed like this person's face was pressed against the glass, almost as if they were about to leap out from the phone.
