The scene in that overlapping world wasn't fixed.

Whether it followed some mechanism, or was just chaotic and mindless, the scenes in this classroom kept shifting bit by bit. From the first time the girl was... to her final suicide.

It had almost laid out the entire story before Chang'an.

And this wasn't a story. It was a human tragedy that had once truly happened.

Chang'an's eyes had long since reddened, but he held back his tears. Crying would make him look too weak, like he couldn't bear to face the darkness of this world.

He steadied himself and told Jiang Jixue most of what he had seen, all the facts and scenes, while she waited anxiously.

Because the two of them were natural allies.

The top priority now was to find that devil and bring her to justice.

They couldn't let her keep harming the students of Chang'an Girls' Noble Academy. And if she'd already fled out of guilt, then Chang'an would use his own resources to track her down.

"She had thick makeup on her face. Her lips were a little thin. Her nose was high and straight. Not hooked, but the tip did curve a little. She looked stern and gloomy. Her eyeshadow was black."

"...There was a faint pressure mark on the bridge of her nose, so she probably wears glasses normally."

"And her height was around one meter sixty-five. Of course, that may have been because she was wearing six-centimeter heels... so her actual height might be around one meter fifty-nine."

"She was wearing a professional women's suit, a very ordinary style. Her figure was above average, but she was already middle-aged. Possibly single!"

Chang'an did everything he could to describe the criminal's appearance. After all, he wasn't from this school, so he didn't know the staff well.

But Jiang Jixue was different. Coming to school now was no longer just about the promise she'd once made with her sister.

More importantly, she wanted to find the clues behind her sister's suicide and clear her name. During her time at school, she'd naturally investigated a lot.

Chang'an kept describing her, and after hearing about her sister's tragic suffering, Jiang Jixue had become furious to the core.

Yet the angrier she was, the calmer she became.

At last, she ground her teeth and said,

"I know who it is. She's still in this school!"

"The geography teacher of Class 1, First Year. Kong Qinlan!"

"That devil... when my sister died, I came to school and completely broke down. She even pretended to care about me!"

"After I got into Chang'an High, whenever I ran into her, she'd always greet me warmly on her own. I thought she was kind, that she pitied me... So killing my sister wasn't enough for her. She even wanted to come after me too...!"

Jiang Jixue couldn't wait even a second longer. Chang'an felt the same, but he had to stop her from acting rashly.

If they took revenge against a devil like that on impulse, like killing her, they'd throw away their own lives too. It wasn't worth it.

But Jiang Jixue absolutely had to vent this rage first, then report her and send her to prison.

There was no time to clean up the classroom. Burning with fury, Jiang Jixue rushed out, and Chang'an followed close behind.

She should know where Kong Qinlan was right now.

&

Time rewound twenty minutes.

Gu Qianqian walked alone down the empty hallway, upset, on her way to the infirmary to rest for a while.

She was going to skip one class and sort out her feelings.

Whether it was Sister Shi Xia's betrayal, or Xiaoxian's betrayal... in the end, she had no right to stop them from finding happiness.

But she still couldn't stop feeling sad, like a child who'd been betrayed.

So sad that tears almost came.

Gu Qianqian bit her lip and kept repeating to herself in her heart.

Only me... only I mustn't.

I can't betray Brother... I'll always like Brother Chang'an.

For a moment, she drifted off in a daze.

Then a teacher with a gentle voice called out to her.

"Qianqian? Isn't it class time? Why are you here?"

Only then did Gu Qianqian come back to herself. When she saw who it was, she hurriedly said,

"Teacher Kong...! Um... I don't feel very well, so I wanted to go to the infirmary and rest a bit."

Teacher Kong was none other than Kong Qinlan, the geography teacher of Gu Qianqian's class, Class 1, First Year.

She suddenly narrowed her eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses. She was already middle-aged, with wrinkles at the corners of her face. She looked kind, yet somehow gave off an inexplicable sense of dread.

Because no one could tell what she was thinking.

Gu Qianqian lowered her head instinctively, avoiding Teacher Kong's gaze.

"Not feeling well?"

"Mm..."

"Come to my office. I have some candy there. You'll feel much better after eating some."

"Eh... n-no, that's okay." Gu Qianqian hesitated.

But Teacher Kong moved with practiced ease and took Gu Qianqian by the arm.

"Come on. I like chatting with little girls like you..."

Gu Qianqian never understood why, the moment Teacher Kong's hand touched her, a chill suddenly crawled up her back.

But she clearly had no way to refuse such an enthusiastic invitation from a teacher.

The two of them walked together toward the dark office doorway in the distance.

As if they were walking toward the edge of an abyss.