"Wow~"

Jiang Che pulled out a long object from the pile of debris.

He forcefully shook off the bits of flesh clinging to it.

A blood-red bone knife appeared in his hand.

[Bone Knife (E-level)]: A short knife made from unknown bones. Try stabbing a few heads to see how sharp it is!

It really is an E-level Taboo Object!

Jiang Che raised an eyebrow.

To be honest, he always felt that scissors didn't suit his style.

A macho guy carrying scissors around all day—what's up with that?

It's not very manly.

People might mistake you for a tailor.

This bone knife seems much more fitting for me.

Putting away the bone knife, Jiang Che said, "Thanks."

If it weren't for Xiaoman's reminder, he would have missed out on this bone knife.

Xiaoman: "No need to thank me, just find a way to help me locate my beautiful head."

Jiang Che: "Definitely, ten billion, you know!"

Xiaoman: "What?"

Jiang Che: "No, I mean, I really want to see your incredibly beautiful head."

Xiaoman: "Of course, I'm very pretty. Back then, the people chasing me could circle the Mystic World three times! Let me tell you, I (…a million words omitted…)"

Jiang Che absentmindedly responded as he walked into the dormitory entrance.

The abandoned dormitory was calm now, or rather, it was always calm when he entered.

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The danger always came later.

Jiang Che headed straight to the sixth floor and kicked open the door to dorm 614!

Inside.

Zhu Xiaoyue, wearing a white dress, sat by the table.

Butterflies were embroidered on her dress, lifelike.

She gave a gentle smile, looked at Jiang Che, and said, "Did you kill him?"

At this moment, Zhu Xiaoyue seemed gentle and harmless.

But Jiang Che's next answer could make everything vanish in an instant.

After all, Teacher Gu was the father of her child.

Someone Zhu Xiaoyue deeply loved.

Admitting it might lead Zhu Xiaoyue to kill him.

However.

Even with that possibility, Jiang Che nodded.

"Yes, I killed him."

"And I'm sure he's dead."

Zhu Xiaoyue: "…"

"…"

"Hehe, hehe."

"Hahaha."

Zhu Xiaoyue suddenly burst into laughter.

The entire building was filled with howling winds and ghostly wails.

Hundreds of Uncanny began to stir again.

However, as Zhu Xiaoyue laughed, two lines of bloody tears slid from her eyes.

She looked at Jiang Che with sadness and said, "Do you want to hear our story?"

Jiang Che: "If you're willing to tell it."

Zhu Xiaoyue smiled, her bright eyes flickering, as if recalling scenes from the past.

"He was great, very outstanding."

"When I was just eighteen, experiencing my first love, he was also young, only five years older than me."

"I fell madly in love with him, and he made promise after promise to me, making me feel like the happiest person in the world."

"But he was a teacher, and I was a student. Because of this relationship, we always hid our feelings until I got pregnant… that's when I finally realized what kind of person I had fallen for."

"For the sake of his reputation, he wanted me to abort the child, and he told me he was already married, that he was just playing with me."

"Everything changed then, but I was so pathetic, I couldn't forget him, couldn't let go of this relationship."

"So I became humble, begging him over and over, not believing it was all fake, his vows and promises still vivid in my mind."

"But in the end, I was like garbage, something he could discard at will…"

"When I was with him, I had so much to say, so much left unsaid, so much I couldn't say."

"I could think of him openly, but I couldn't openly seek him out."

"I could openly love him, but I couldn't openly have him."

"I think he was right."

"I couldn't destroy his career, ruin his reputation, because of a child, because of my selfish desires."

"Even though I was so close to seeing the stars, when dawn breaks, it breaks."

"People insulted me, slandered me, spat on me, but for him, I could endure it all."

"But the best way to protect him was to silence everyone!"

"Only the dead can keep secrets!"

"And he would be mine, forever mine!"

"You know what happened next…"

"Do you think I'm foolish?"

Zhu Xiaoyue looked at Jiang Che, seemingly waiting for his answer.

At this moment.

Xiaoman: "Boohoo… so touching, boohoo, how can there be such a foolish girl, boohoo…"

Jiang Che: "…"

"Perhaps." Jiang Che didn't directly answer Zhu Xiaoyue's question.

Zhu Xiaoyue smiled faintly.

Her body began to emit various colors of light.

"Yes… perhaps."

"Since he's dead, there's no need to protect anything anymore."

"It's meaningless, just like he never loved me, it all has no meaning anymore…"

Zhu Xiaoyue's dress began to show traces of blood.

Her skin started to rot and peel.

A cold, dark aura continuously emanated from her!

As expected, with her beloved dead, she was about to go berserk!

At this moment, Xiaoman said in a calm voice, "Let me handle this, you can't deal with it."

However, Jiang Che shook his head and said, "No rush."

He took out the butterfly hairpin again and placed it on the table beside Zhu Xiaoyue, unhurriedly.

"This is what he asked me to give you before he died."

Zhu Xiaoyue: "…"

Looking at the butterfly hairpin, Zhu Xiaoyue was stunned.

Her eyes began to tremble.

Two lines of crimson tears fell from her eyes.

Gradually, the ghostly Zhu Xiaoyue returned to her original state.

She trembled as she picked up the butterfly hairpin.

"He remembered…"

"So he remembered."

"So he did love me…"

Jiang Che stepped back to the door, quietly watching Zhu Xiaoyue.

Xiaoman: "When did that scumbag ask you to give it?"

Jiang Che: "Shh, just watch."

A smile appeared on Zhu Xiaoyue's face.

A smile of relief.

As if all the hatred dissipated with the appearance of the butterfly hairpin.

She looked at Jiang Che and gave a gentle smile.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Perhaps he was right, we should let ourselves be free."

Zhu Xiaoyue placed the butterfly hairpin in her hair.

She stood up and looked out the window, murmuring.

"Having you in every season is better than countless things in the world."

"You came with the spring breeze, and I will follow you home…"

Zhu Xiaoyue's body began to gradually dissipate.

She transformed into countless pure white butterflies.

Flying out the window.

Leaving the building.

Public opinion can be overwhelming, but when the heart finds peace, all rumors naturally collapse.

This challenge task.

The clues and the task theme are interconnected.

When Zhu Xiaoyue truly let go.

There was no longer any overwhelming public opinion.

Watching the sky full of butterflies.

Jiang Che didn't know if his lie.

Was right or wrong.

Perhaps, this is what they call…

Unrequited love.