My organs are too abstract.

That's roughly how it is.

After Xu Liang finished speaking, the dormitory room was quiet for a moment.

Xu Yuan glanced at Xu Liang, his gaze carrying a hint of something unusual, as if he were getting to know this person all over again.

He didn't offer much comment, but simply asked, "So, when did you start feeling like someone was always watching you, as you mentioned before?"

"I can't remember exactly," Xu Liang said, frowning as he tried to recall. "But I felt that the feeling of being spied on gradually intensified."

Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Darken it little by little?"

"Yes, at first it was quite light, like a beautiful woman secretly glancing at me while I was walking down the street," Xu Liang couldn't help but sigh. "At the time, I thought it was because my irresistible charm had finally come out of hiding."

"..."

Xu Yuan looked at him speechlessly: "And then?"

"Then I realized something was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Xu Liang paused for a moment, then slowly said, "When I had that feeling, there was no one else in the alley I was walking down."

Xu Yuan imagined the scene: a street that was completely empty, yet he suddenly felt as if something was spying on him from the shadows, which was indeed quite unsettling.

"Later, that feeling got stronger and stronger. How should I put it..." Xu Liang pondered for a long time, then his eyes lit up. "It's like when you, Yuan-ge, secretly talk bad about the class monitor behind her back, and she keeps staring at you from a distance. It makes you feel uneasy all over and incredibly guilty."

"It got even more outrageous when we went to bed at night—this time the class monitor wasn't just standing in the distance, he was standing right behind you, staring at the back of your head."

"Even though you know there's no one behind you, you can still feel that cold gaze, clinging to you, and you can't shake it off."

"I understand the logic," Xu Yuan said expressionlessly, "but why do you have to use me as an example? Can't you use yourself?"

Xu Liang chuckled awkwardly, "I was just worried that you wouldn't understand it deeply enough, Brother Yuan."

Xu Yuan, too lazy to argue with him, said thoughtfully, "You mean, the class monitor... oh, no, the owner of that gaze, is getting closer and closer to you?"

"Yes, that's exactly how it feels!" After a pause, Xu Liang added, "I even had a nightmare."

"What kind of nightmare?"

"I dreamt that someone was taking pictures of me. Suddenly, something popped out of the photo and pulled me into it. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't break free..."

"That dream was so real, it scared me awake. I was the only one in my dorm, and I felt really creeped out, so I came over to check if anyone was in your dorm."

After saying that, Xu Liang's face immediately fell. "Brother Yuan, do you think I really encountered a ghost, or is it just that the pressure is too much and I'm having mental problems?"

Xu Yuan pondered for a moment, then asked, "What about that photo?"

Xu Liang was stunned for a moment, then looked up: "What?"

"You mentioned the jewelry box you found, and the photos inside."

"Oh." Xu Liang reached into his pocket and touched it. "I left it in my dorm room; I didn't bring it with me."

"Go get it, let me take a look," Xu Yuan said.

"Now?"

"Um."

Xu Liang hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go get it."

Xu Yuan watched his retreating figure as he turned to leave, and suddenly his gaze sharpened.

Xu Liang took two steps, then his steps suddenly froze for a moment, as if a robot had suddenly stopped.

After a brief second or two, he returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and continued to push the door forward.

The scene seemed rather strange. Xu Yuan frowned slightly and called out to him, "Xu Liang?"

"Huh? What's wrong, Brother Yuan?" Xu Liang turned around with a blank look on his face.

Seeing his expression, Xu Yuan frowned and asked, "What were you doing just now...?"

Xu Liang seemed completely unaware of what had just happened, scratching his head in confusion: "What just happened?"

Xu Yuan remained silent for a moment, then smiled and said without asking any further questions, "It's alright, go get the photos."

"Oh." Xu Liang pushed open the door with a puzzled look on his face.

Xu Yuan watched his retreating figure, his gaze darkening: "What... what just happened to Xu Liang?"

He was certain that what he had just experienced was not an illusion.

Before he could think further, Xu Liang came running back excitedly, handing him a small, exquisite jewelry box: "This is it."

Xu Yuan casually took it and opened it.

Inside was a color photo of a girl, smiling brightly and cleanly; she was indeed very beautiful.

Xu Liang leaned over to watch, and suddenly let out a soft "Eh."

Xu Yuan paused in examining the photo and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I always feel... the colors in this photo seem a little paler than before."

"Is the color a bit too pale?"

Xu Yuan was slightly taken aback. Just as he was about to speak, his gaze suddenly stopped and quietly fell on another photograph.

The photograph was mostly blank, with a blurry shadow and outline in the middle. It was only vaguely discernible that it was a man's face.

"What's going on?" Xu Liang took the photo, examining it closely, his tone surprised. "Is this a man's face? It wasn't this clear before..."

Xu Yuan stared at the silhouette, his gaze slightly narrowed.

Xu Liang might not have noticed, but because he had already sensed that something was wrong with Xu Liang, and due to his preconceived notions, he could see it at a glance—

The vaguely visible face and outline of the shadow looked exactly like Xu Liang himself.

But how is that possible?

According to Xu Liang, he did not know the girl who fell from the building at all, so how could there be a photo of a person who looked almost exactly like Xu Liang on her body?

Xu Yuan's mind raced, but his expression remained unchanged as he casually put the photo back: "I think you were too traumatized during the day and are having delusions."

"No, Brother Yuan!" Xu Liang exclaimed anxiously, "The marks in the photos I saw before were much fainter than they are now; it's not like this at all!"

Are you sure you looked carefully at the time?

Xu Liang hesitated, then stammered, "It seems...no, but..."

"Never mind that for now," Xu Yuan interrupted him, pointing to Zhao Ze's empty bed. "Didn't you say you always felt like you were being watched in the dorm? Try lying here and see if you still feel that way."

Xu Liang paused for a moment, then said, "Oh, okay."

He lay down as instructed, closed his eyes, and sensed for a while. Then, he suddenly sat up, exclaiming with delight, "It seems to be gone!"

Xu Yuan chuckled: "I knew you were under too much pressure. Just sleep here tonight, I'll tell Aze."

He casually placed the jewelry box on the table: "Don't touch this for now, so you don't keep thinking about what happened during the day. Leave it with me, I'll take it to the police station for you tomorrow, don't worry about it."

Xu Liang was instantly moved: "Brother Yuan..."

Xu Yuan waved his hand to interrupt him, then suddenly asked, "By the way, after you woke up from a nightmare, you came straight to our dorm?"

"Yeah," Xu Liang nodded, "I've already thought it through. If no one's in your dorm, we might as well just go to an internet cafe for the night. At least there are lots of people there."

Xu Yuan looked at him: "So how many times did you knock on the door?"

Xu Liang was taken aback: "Just once? If no one answered, I was ready to leave. What's wrong?"

once?

Xu Yuan's eyes darkened slightly.

But he clearly heard two knocks on the door earlier.

Xu Yuan did not answer immediately; his gaze lingered on Xu Liang's face for two seconds.

"It's nothing," Xu Yuan shook his head, lightly changing the subject. "Alright, it's the middle of the night, go to sleep."

Xu Yuan told Xu Liang to go to sleep quickly, and then turned off the light, plunging the dormitory into complete darkness.

He went back to bed, closed his eyes, and breathed steadily, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xu Liang, however, was restless. After a short while, he asked softly, "Brother Yuan, are you asleep?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing... I'm just a little scared."

Five minutes later.

"Brother Yuan, are you asleep?"

"What's wrong now?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to make sure you were there."

"deep……"

"I'm here, I'm not asleep." Xu Yuan opened his eyes helplessly. "What do you want to say this time?"

In the darkness, Xu Liang suddenly whispered, "Brother Yuan, do you think... that girl fell because of what I said?"

Xu Yuan was slightly taken aback and turned to look at him.

"No," he said.

"real?"

"real."

Xu Liang was silent for a moment before his voice rang out softly, "...That's good."

The dormitory room fell silent again.

Xu Yuan stared at the ceiling, then suddenly asked, "Why did you think of covering her with clothes back then?"

Xu Liang thought about it for a moment, but felt he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"I can't really say... One possibility is that I was afraid that my words had hurt her, and another is that I felt... a person, especially such a beautiful girl, shouldn't be treated like this."

Xu Yuan glanced at him in the darkness and smiled: "Don't think about it, go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up."

This time, Xu Liang didn't speak again, and his breathing gradually became calm and even.

He fell asleep.

Hearing Xu Liang's steady breathing, Xu Yuan also closed his eyes.

Time passed second by second, and no one knew how much time had gone by.

"Click..."

A soft, faint sound suddenly rang out in the night.

Immediately afterwards, the jewelry box on the table opened a crack without anyone touching it.