At night, Lin Xia and I lay on a bed just like before.

She talked to me a lot.

She talked about her childhood, the things we said and did together.

But she never mentioned what happened after that day, her disappearance.

She didn't bring it up, and I didn't dare ask her.

"Xiao Qiu, do you think I did the right thing?" Lin Xia suddenly stared at me, her eyes shining.

Somehow, I felt a bit scared.

Before I could answer, Lin Xia muttered to herself:

"Of course, I did the right thing. Those classmates, they deserved it, they got what they deserved."

Actually, I really wanted to ask her how she managed to punish those classmates who bullied her with such supernatural abilities.

But for some reason, my mouth felt like it was glued shut, and I couldn't say anything.

I could only passively listen to Lin Xia chattering on and on.