When I saw that the account had disappeared, my heart sank.
Had the past changed again?
I glanced at my wrist. The bracelet was still there. Nothing had changed in that regard.
But that didn't mean nothing related to the female ghost had changed.
I wasn't sure what to make of it, so I didn't dare bring it up lightly.
Being so constrained made me feel miserable.
The first person I thought of was Ye Qing.
Ye Qing often said nothing at all. Was it not because of his personality, but because of this? Like me, he couldn't be sure whether certain things had changed, so he chose to say nothing and, when necessary, simply throw me into a dream?
I was a little distracted.
Chen Xiaoqiu was already trying to talk Guo Yujie around. Only, her words were stiff. She merely told Guo Yujie not to waste time on that sort of thing and to hurry up and find the female ghost's account.
It seemed... the past hadn't changed?
Then what was going on with that female ghost?
I was puzzled, but could only suppress my questions.
We searched like that all day. Apart from the glimpse I'd caught, we found nothing.
Afterward, I just searched the internet for that username. There were others with the same name, but I couldn't find the real account.
I went home empty-handed and found my younger sister lying on the sofa watching TV.
She'd come back for the weekend.
During dinner, the evening news was playing on the TV.
To my surprise, Gu Yan's death had made it onto the regular news. Naturally, the report wasn't about her private life, but about depression and suicide. They'd been covering that topic for several days.
My younger sister held her chopsticks between her teeth