Just because I wrote "Zhu Xian," the school beauty sent me razor blades.

[After Dorm 404, listening to QQ Music's "Reunion" (by Ying Jiali) while watching makes the experience even more moving.]

October 7th, evening, dormitory 602.

When Lin Yuan pushed open the door, Zhou Zixuan was frantically typing on the keyboard, muttering, "Ultimate move, ultimate move, ultimate move! Holy crap, teammate, what are you doing?!"

Hearing the noise, he didn't even turn his head: "Oh, Brother Yuan's back? You've been eating braised pork at home for a few days, have you gained three pounds?"

He turned around, and Lin Yuan was already standing behind him, his expression calm, but there was something very subtle in his eyes.

"Brothers," Lin Yuan tossed his backpack onto the bed, sat down, and interlaced his fingers on his knees, "I might have to take a lot of time off for the next few days."

The dormitory was silent for two seconds.

Qian Zhuangzhuang poked his head out from the top bunk: "Did you get into trouble?"

"No."

"Is something wrong at home?"

"No, not exactly."

"Then why did you ask for leave?"

"I want to make a movie."

Another silence followed.

Zhou Zixuan slowly turned to look at Chen Mo: "Brother Mo, did you hear that?"

Chen Mo put down his camera and nodded seriously: "I heard you."

"He said he wanted to make a movie."

"right."

"It was his first semester of freshman year, right after the National Day holiday, and he was going to make a movie."

"right."

Zhou Zixuan took a deep breath and looked at Lin Yuan with the eyes one would give a mental patient: "Brother Yuan, did you eat too much braised pork at home and ruin your brain?"

"I am perfectly sober," Lin Yuan said without changing his expression.

"You're a damn fool!" Zhou Zixuan jumped up. "You're a freshman in the directing department, you haven't even mastered camera positions, and you say you want to make a movie? What kind of movie? 'My Roommate is a Madman'?"

"The lead actor has been cast," Lin Yuan said, pointing at him. "You'll play the madman."

"roll!"

"Alright, stop fooling around." Lin Yuan's smile faded, and his tone became serious. "I really need to take some time off. I might not be able to attend classes—attendance, assignments, PPT presentations, and all that stuff."

"You need our help," Chen Mo added calmly.

Lin Yuan glanced at him: "Brother Mo is so insightful."

Zhou Zixuan rolled his eyes at him, but still slapped his thigh: "Fine, I'll help. We're buddies, after all. But if you fail your finals, don't blame us."

"I won't fail," Lin Yuan said. "I won't miss anything that needs to be handed in."

Before Zhou Zixuan could say anything more, Lin Yuan cut him off, saying, "Alright, stop worrying about it. I know what I'm doing."

Building 3, North Campus, Room 404.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Xie Wanyin had just finished showering. Her long, wet hair was wrapped in a towel. She held a hairdryer in one hand and scrolled through her phone in the other. She was curled up in a chair, looking like a cat that had just come out of the bath.

Then her phone vibrated.

Your subscription to "Zhu Xian" has been updated.

Xie Wanyin slammed the hairdryer in her hand onto the table with a "thud".

Sisters!!!

"Shut up." Su Zhiyuan didn't even look up, her hand already open the Red Eggplant APP.

"You didn't even read what I said!"

"Every time you shout 'sisters,' it's followed by 'Zhu Xian's update.'" Su Zhiyuan's voice remained calm, but she refreshed the page faster than anyone else.

Shen Qingci was lying in bed applying a face mask when she heard this. She immediately peeled off the mask, rolled over, and pounced on her phone next to her pillow.

Gu Zhiwan was halfway through removing her makeup when the makeup remover oil, covering half her face, rushed over.

"Which chapters?" Xie Wanyin's voice trembled.

"...Chapter Six." Su Zhiyuan stared at the screen, her tone unusually fluctuating.

"Six chapters???!!!" Xie Wanyin's scream nearly blew the roof off. "That old bastard has changed his ways?! Did he get mad from the razor blades he received during the National Day holiday?!"

"Stop talking nonsense, look." Su Zhiyuan had already clicked on the first chapter.

"Miasma..." Su Zhiyuan murmured the chapter title, her brows furrowing slightly.

The four women lowered their heads at the same time, and the atmosphere instantly became quiet.

The words on the screen were like a pair of hands, gently pulling them into that fog-shrouded swamp of death.

Deep within the Dead Swamp, the miasma was as black as ink, so thick it was impossible to dissolve.

Gui Li moved through the mist, his dark blue robes stained with blood, yet his steps never faltered.

A blue sword beam suddenly shot out from the mist without warning.

Su Zhiyuan's fingers tightened.

Tianya.

She knew the name of the sword.

The Soul Eater and the Heavenly Blade collided violently, unleashing a blinding light from the darkness.

Two figures clashed and fought fiercely amidst the poisonous miasma, each move deadly and each step fraught with danger.

The miasma scorched the skin and corroded the flesh; a moment's hesitation meant certain death.

[But just as Tianya and Soul Eater were about to collide again...]

Both weapons were simultaneously deflected.

Xie Wanyin gasped.

"them……"

"I recognized them." Su Zhiyuan's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing the two people in the picture.

Gui Li stood amidst the miasma, gazing through the thick fog at the white figure.

It's been ten years.

He thought she wouldn't recognize him, and she thought he wouldn't recognize her either.

But in that life-or-death moment, their hands, without prior agreement, both chose to avoid each other.

[A low, hoarse voice echoed through the mist, as if talking to itself—]

Why didn't she kill me?

Shen Qingci crossed her arms and whispered, "He doesn't even know what he's thinking."

"He knows," Gu Zhiwan's voice was muffled, "He just doesn't dare to admit it."

When the words "memories of the past" popped up, Xie Wanyin dared not speak.

The night was as dark as ink, and the forest was silent.

Lu Xueqi catches up with Gui Li.

The two people stood ten paces apart, gazing at each other from afar.

Moonlight fell on her face; ten years had passed, and she remained as aloof as snow on a high mountain. Yet, the ripples in her eyes betrayed everything.

Gui Li spoke first. His voice was very soft, as if he hadn't spoken like that in a long time.

【"How are you?"】

Xie Wanyin stopped breathing.

Su Zhiyuan gripped the corner of the blanket tightly.

"He asked, 'Are you alright?'... "Simply those four words."

"These four words are enough," Su Zhiyuan said softly.

[Lu Xueqi pointed her sword at him, her tone cold yet conflicted.]

Why don't you kill me?

Gui Li looked up at her: "Ten years ago in the Jade Purity Palace, why did you disregard everything to protect me and speak up for me?"

Gu Zhiwan removed the makeup remover pad and stared blankly at the screen.

Ten years ago…

"In the Jade Purity Hall, she spoke up for him." Xie Wanyin's voice trembled. "She always remembered, and he always remembered."

In the early morning mist, Lu Xueqi suppressed her turbulent emotions, her voice faltering as she mustered all her courage.

"Come back...Junior Brother Zhang."

Dormitory 404 was deathly silent.

Junior Brother Zhang.

It was ten years ago, on Qingyun Mountain, in Dazhu Peak, that clumsy and slow-witted boy.

It's a name that everyone has forgotten and no one dares to mention again.

She's the only one who still calls him that.

Gui Li replied forlornly, "I haven't used this name in a long time."

Lu Xueqi turned to leave.

Gui Li asked in a low voice, "Would you kill me?"

[Lu Xueqi's figure disappeared into the white mist. After a long while, a sentence drifted back.]

"I will. So if you can kill me, then go ahead."

Gui Li stood alone in place, silently reciting those four words.

"Come back."

He gave a wry smile, looking down at the little gray dog ​​perched on his shoulder.

"I can't go back now, can I, Little Grey?"

Shen Qingci buried her face in the pillow and let out a muffled wail.

"Little Grey..." Xie Wanyin said between sobs, "He can only ask Little Grey... He has no one else to ask..."