In the cafeteria, I looked around until I finally spotted the person I was looking for. I carried my tray and headed in her direction.

Sitting abruptly in front of Zhang Qian, I startled her.

When Zhang Qian saw it was me, she jumped up excitedly, still chewing something, mumbling unclearly, "Oh, oh," as she spun me around and around, tears welling in her eyes.

I hurriedly said, "Eat first, eat first!"

She quickly swallowed and with a sob in her voice said, "Li Hang! You're alive!"

My face darkened, and I said unkindly, "Look at you, making it sound like I died!"

"No, no! You're alive and well!"

"Haha! I'm tough!" I patted my chest vigorously, causing myself to cough, looking comical, which made Zhang Qian burst into laughter through her tears.

"So! Was it really our counselor who poisoned you?"

"Well... probably..."

"What do you mean probably!" Zhang Qian was a bit angry. "This kind of thing needs to be investigated thoroughly. What if he tries to harm you?"

I reassured her, saying, "Don't panic! If it's really him, he won't get away with it! There's no evidence yet to prove the sleeping pills weren't administered by him, and he's still being held at the police station!"

"Oh... well, as long as you're okay!" Zhang Qian nodded, somewhat relieved.

"Ding dong!" My phone rang, and a message appeared.

Looking at my phone, I continued, "But there's also no evidence proving it was Teacher Gao who did it, so they can't keep him for long."

"Ah... then what will you do if he comes out and tries to harm you again..."

"Oh! Let's not talk about that! Today is a celebration for my release from the hospital! Can we just enjoy our meal?"

Zhang Qian whispered, "Okay."

I lowered my head and ate my rice, recalling the message on my phone, and said, "Qian Qian..."

"Hmm?"

"Who do you think is more important to you, me or Hua Wenyu?"

"Huh?" Zhang Qian looked puzzled and put her hand on my forehead. "You don't have a fever, so why are you talking nonsense?"

Me: "..."

Speechless, I pushed Zhang Qian's hand away and continued, "Qian, why didn't you tell me you had a brother?"

Zhang Qian paused and said, "Because... my brother has... a problem here." Zhang Qian pointed to her head.

"You guys have already taken care of me so much. If you knew I also had to take care of a brother who can't take care of himself, it would only cause more trouble for you."

"What nonsense! We're all from the same place, and coming here together is fate! We're family! What trouble could there be?"

Zhang Qian nodded and said, "So it was Hua Wenyu who told you I have a brother?"

"Oh, no, the police found out from your childhood welfare home."

Zhang Qian was stunned and put down her chopsticks.

She looked around, and I knew she had noticed.

She noticed that at this time, the cafeteria, which should have been the most lively, had fewer people, and there were some adults who were obviously not from the school.

"So... it was your brother who raped Zhou Zilin, right?"

I looked at this gentle, petite, and innocent girl in front of me, feeling a sharp pain all over.

"How did you figure it out?" Zhang Qian looked at me, full of curiosity. Her eyes were clear and baby-like.

"I saw Hua Wenyu chatting with you once, and he probably didn't know it was you."

Zhang Qian nodded.

"I saw a sentence, 'Be careful of your bunk bed.'

"..."

"There's no need to say more. This person definitely knows me!"

"Why isn't it your counselor?" Zhang Qian asked back.

"Because... of the clothes." I sighed.

"Clothes?"

"Yes, clothes." I stood up and stretched. "It's also these clothes that made me realize a man who always hangs around our knowledge edge."

"Near the Zhou Zilin crime scene, there is a surveillance camera that captured Teacher Gao, but no face. Only the figure and clothes."

"..."

"Hua Wenyu often gives you clothes, right? He said the reason you let him do it was that your handwork team needed it."

"..."

"This guy Hua Wenyu, he's usually used to being generous, and he hasn't got a few clothes. He took my clothes away a few days ago."

"He also donated to the class, and Teacher Gao also donated."

"So this line is that Teacher Gao gave Hua Wenyu's clothes, and they appeared on the scene of the suspect."

"And Hua Wenyu actually gave you the clothes."

"In other words, you must be connected to the suspect."

"But there's one thing I've been thinking about, that is, the other sentence in the chat."

"According to Hua Wenyu, you helped him twice."

"Twice? The second time was Zhou Zilin, so the first time was Yu Huan?"

"No!"

"No." I and Zhang Qian said in unison, and she looked at me with an inexplicable glow.

"Qian Qian, I asked the police for help, and first: your kinship. Second: your learning career."

"Hua Wenyu originally was one year older than me, but he took a year off, so he was with me at the same time."

"And you, revising a year, you are older than me for a year."

"Hua Wenyu will be in high school when he's up to two,"

"And he came to our school, and I was there and became a classmate."

"He came to our school before, I am a year old with him."

"Yeah, we were classmates for a year, but he was at the university. I thought he had forgotten me.