This was Bai Zhou's first encounter with—
Last words that existed on a photograph.
Though apart from ID Photos, he had only seen photographs a few times in total.
Yet Bai Zhou was somewhat puzzled.
If this Graduation Photo was that girl's relic, why was it in Fang Xiaoxia's bedroom?
Curiosity stirred in his heart, and Bai Zhou made a decision—
With a soft "buzz," the shadows stretched long.
The bandage-wrapped Youth appeared cross-legged on the window ledge.
A few seconds later, "Feel your breathing gradually becoming calm—"
"Let your thoughts grow light. Ethereal—"
His low voice drifted through the bedroom.
Fang Xiaoxia sat up in bed, bleary-eyed.
Under the witness of the midnight moonlight, Bai Zhou hypnotized the girl in her nightgown.
"Is this Graduation Photo yours?"
"It's mine."
Fang Xiaoxia nodded without hesitation.
Yet that answer made Bai Zhou fall silent for a moment.
The Graduation Photo wasn't that girl's "relic"?
Then what right did she have to leave last words on it?
That was seriously crossing the line. Then Bai Zhou raised a hand and pointed at the girl in the photograph with last words above her head, asking Fang Xiaoxia in a low voice:
"Who is this girl?"
"Did something happen to her?"
"This is..."
Fang Xiaoxia studied the photograph earnestly, her chin dipping slightly.
"Who's that?"
"I don't know her."
Bai Zhou: "?"
Do you spend every day at school sleeping your head off and never make any friends at all?
But Bai Zhou soon realized something was wrong.
The girl in the photograph had delicate features, a tall figure, and a clean, neat appearance that screamed top student—
There was no way a girl like that would have such a low presence in the class.
More importantly, she was standing right beside Fang Xiaoxia.