My organs are too abstract.

Inside the dormitory, after listening to Xu Liang's words, Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and his originally casual expression quietly disappeared.

After a moment of silence, he didn't immediately ask for details, but instead asked, "Are you alright?"

Xu Liang was taken aback at first, then smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to comfort people, Brother Yuan."

"You know me, I even wanted to catch a female ghost to see, how could this little thing scare me?" Xu Liang proudly raised his chin, then sighed softly, "It's just... a real pity."

Seeing that he still had the energy to joke around, Xu Yuan felt a little relieved and then asked, "What happened to that girl you mentioned who jumped off the building?"

Xu Liang sighed, "I just listened to what you said, Brother Yuan. I figured since I can't see Pei Yan, it would be nice to go out and look at some pretty girls."

Xu Yuan, who had been listening attentively, suddenly turned pale upon hearing this: "I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."

Xu Liang put away his playful smile and slowly began to recount his experiences.

……

Let's turn back time a little.

After parting ways with Xu Yuan on the playground that morning, Xu Liang immediately decided to follow Xu Yuan's lead and go out to admire the beautiful women on the street.

He specifically chose a commercial street with the highest foot traffic, where crowds surged during the day, and the music and voices from the shops mingled together, creating a noisy and crowded atmosphere.

Xu Liang held a cup of milk tea and leaned against the wall of the commercial building to avoid the sun.

He half-squatted, half-stood, his gaze seemingly casual, but in reality, he was scrutinizing the girls passing by, silently making his own judgments.

"This one is really good-looking!"

"That person has a good presence."

"This is great, this is great! Dressed so scantily, not bad at all!"

Xu Liang found the sights more and more pleasing to the eye, thinking to himself, "Tsk, Brother Yuan is right, looking at beautiful women on the street is indeed a wonderful thing."

Occasionally, girls would notice the gaze and turn around in confusion.

Xu Liang immediately averted his gaze, put his straw in his mouth, frowned, and pretended to be deep in thought about some important issue.

After the girl turned and left with a confused look, he glanced at her again without making a sound, silently adding in his mind, "Hmm, this one looks good too."

He leisurely whiled away the afternoon, holding his milk tea, until the cup was completely empty. Only then did he stand up, feeling that he had gained a lot from the day and had not wasted his time.

"It's a pity that so many beautiful girls are not mine. It's truly a case of heaven being jealous of talent."

Xu Liang felt a pang of regret, muttered something under his breath, and, clutching the empty milk tea cup, walked towards the nearby trash can, casually remarking:

"Sigh, I wish a beautiful woman would fall from the sky and fall into my lap."

After saying that, he took a few steps forward, aimed at the trash can, assumed a standard shooting posture, and was about to throw the cup in.

Just then, a sudden change occurred—

"Whoosh—"

A short, heavy whooshing sound suddenly came from overhead, as if a heavy object was rapidly cutting through the air and falling straight to the ground.

Xu Liang subconsciously looked up.

The next second—

"Thump!"

A deep, heavy bang suddenly exploded behind him.

The sound was muffled and heavy, making one's heart tighten suddenly, and the ground beneath one's feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Xu Liang remained frozen in his shooting posture, his mind completely blank.

He suddenly felt a warm, sticky sensation on his cheek. He instinctively raised his hand to touch it, and his fingertips were covered with a glaring dark red stain.

—It's blood.

He slowly turned around.

A girl was lying on the ground a few steps away from him, right where he had been leaning against the wall in a daze.

Her white skirt was spread out, her long black hair was spread on the ground, and beneath her was a pool of dark red blood, which was slowly seeping outwards along the cracks in the floor tiles.

Her face was turned to one side, her hair covering most of her face, revealing only a small section of her pale chin, and her dress was somewhat disheveled.

Xu Liang was utterly shocked. The empty milk tea cup in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and his mouth involuntarily opened: "Holy crap?"

The bustling street fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a huge commotion and screams.

"ah--!!"

"Someone jumped off a building!"

"Call an ambulance right away!"

"Sigh, looking at her like this... I'm afraid she's already done for..."

"Holy crap, someone jumped off a building on Guangye Street. Let me film a video and send it to you..."

"..."

However, Xu Liang could no longer hear anything around him.

He was frozen in place as if someone had pressed the pause button, his mind in complete chaos, his ears ringing, and the whole world seemed to be separated by a thick layer of glass, with all sounds becoming blurry and distant.

He didn't scream or run away; he just stood there.

It might take a second, or it might take several minutes, before Xu Liang finally slowly came to his senses.

He looked at the figure on the ground, a complex emotion welling up inside him, which was then gripped by a chilling fear.

He instinctively took a step back.

But as soon as his feet touched the ground, he suddenly stopped, staring at the figure. As if he had suddenly thought of something, his eyes widened and a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Depend on!"

He cursed under his breath, then without further hesitation, he stepped forward and squatted down in front of the girl.

For some reason, at this point, he wasn't so afraid anymore. Looking at the face hidden by hair, only one thought occupied his mind—

So young.

She's about the same age as him.

Someone nearby shouted angrily, "What are you doing?!"

Some people kindly advised, "Wait for the security guards to arrive, don't touch her, or you'll get into trouble!"

Someone else pulled his arm, asking with concern, "Young man, are you alright? There's blood on your face..."

Xu Liang completely ignored him.

He slowly took off his coat and gently covered the girl with it.

Her hair covered her face, so her whole face couldn't be seen, but just by looking at her fair chin, one could tell that she must have been very pretty in life.

Xu Liang sighed softly to himself, "So beautiful...what a pity."

Not long after, the piercing sirens of police cars and ambulances came from afar and grew louder.

Security personnel and medical staff quickly arrived at the scene, set up a cordon, separated the onlookers, and surrounded the area.

Several security guards stepped forward for a quick check, asked a few questions to the passersby, and then turned their attention to Xu Liang, who was still frozen in place.

"Young man, were you the first to spot it?"

Xu Liang nodded, his face still a little pale, his voice dry: "I... I was right next to you."

"Did you know the deceased?"

"I don't know him, I don't know him at all." Xu Liang quickly shook his head. "I was just passing by."

The security guard made a few notes, and seeing that his face was covered in blood and he was in bad shape, he added, "If you are frightened, you can rest over there. We will contact you if needed."

Medical staff rushed forward, quickly lifted the girl onto a stretcher, covered her with a white sheet, and hurriedly put her into an ambulance before leaving the scene.

Soon, the crowd dispersed, and the scene was quickly cleared, leaving only a few scattered police tapes, giving it a somewhat desolate feel.

Xu Liang stood there, stunned for a long while, before he moved his feet in a daze and turned to leave.

He hadn't walked a few steps when he suddenly stopped.

A delicate reflection peeks out from the grass in the green belt beside me, standing out conspicuously among the plants.

He bent down, parted the grass, and picked up a small, round jewelry box. The box was exquisitely crafted and clearly belonged to a girl.

The box wasn't locked; he opened it with a gentle lift.

There were no necklaces, earrings or other valuable jewelry inside, only two small photos, each about an inch in size, lying quietly.

One photo is a white background, mostly blank, with only a faint human figure outline in the very center. It's blurry and indistinct, making it impossible to tell if it's a man or a woman, let alone their facial features, as if it hadn't been fully developed.

The other one is a color photo of a girl.

The girl in the photo had delicate features and a clean smile. Although it was just a small one-inch photo, her features and temperament made Xu Liang feel that she looked very familiar.

Xu Liang looked surprised: "This person... is that girl from earlier?"

Although he couldn't see the girl's complete face, his years of experience in judging women allowed him to determine from just a few details that they were the same person.

He immediately gripped the jewelry box tightly, intending to turn around and find the security guard from before to hand over the items.

But when I looked back, the police car had already driven away, and all that was left at the scene was scattered police tape. Where were the security guards?

"Oh no, what do we do?"

It was too late to catch up now, and it was getting dark. He really didn't want to go through any more trouble, but holding the deceased's belongings made him feel uneasy.

After hesitating for a moment, looking at the girl's bright smile in the photo, he finally softened and sighed softly, "Fine... I'll help you one more time."

He put the photo into a small jewelry box, thinking he would keep it for now and hand it over to the police station when he had time tomorrow.

Just as he was about to close the box, a ray of light swept across the photograph, and his vision blurred for a moment. He even felt as if the girl in the photograph had blinked slightly.

"Holy crap?"

Xu Liang was startled and stared intently at the photo again. It was still the same as before. The girl's eyes were calm and her smile was serene. There was nothing unusual about it.

If I had to pinpoint a difference, it would be that the colors in the photos are a bit dimmer than before.

Am I being too nervous?

Xu Liang rubbed his sore eyes, assuming it was just a hallucination caused by mental stimulation, and casually picked up the blank photograph and glanced at it.

The photographic paper was mostly white, except for the faint outline in the middle, which now seemed slightly darker than before. It was almost unnoticeable unless you looked closely.

He couldn't remember if the photographic paper was originally like this, so he didn't think about it anymore and put both photos back into the jewelry box.

He didn't notice that, the instant the jewelry box lid closed, the girl in the color photograph inside the box looked at Xu Liang and blinked gently.

At the same time, a barely audible "click" sounded, as if something... quietly pressed the shutter.