I stood up trembling, wanting to run, but fell again and again, crawling to Zhang Xiaoxuan's side.

I suspected anyone in the dormitory except her. She was like an ordinary girl, optimistic and cheerful.

She used to hand me a small bear-shaped biscuit during break time and tell me various interesting stories. Now, her lively eyes are filled with fear and lifelessness. I will never see her again.

I held her with one hand and supported the bed board with the other, trying to put her down. I couldn't be nailed to it forever. Just as I was exerting force, I felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

I didn't expect that when I woke up again, I was no longer Bai Qi. They called me—Zhang Xiaoxuan.

When I woke up again, I was in a spacious and bright private room. Cao Yan, Xiao Xiao, Li Qing, and I were sitting together.

The lighting was dim, and Cao Yan was dressed in luxury, smiling and asking me, "What's wrong? We've been calling you for a long time without a response."

I smiled and didn't speak, just listening to them talking.

From the conversation, I inferred that we had graduated many years ago, and our relationship had become distant. Most of the time, Cao Yan was boasting about her good life.

After listening for a while, I didn't hear anything about Zhang Xiaoxuan. I couldn't help but interrupt and ask, "Where is Zhang Xiaoxuan? Why isn't she here?"

Little did I know that after I finished speaking, the entire private room fell silent. The three of them focused their gaze on me.

I saw Xiao Xiao's beautiful mouth moving, but the words she uttered made me tremble with fear.