Chen Xiaoqiu's body shivered in the torrential rain.
The dark clouds hung low overhead, and even the streetlights seemed dim.
When lightning streaked across the sky, its purple glow lent Chen Xiaoqiu's figure an eerie air.
Wang Hongyi trembled, making Chen Xiaoqiu's face twist into an expression she would never have made herself.
The rain soaked her phone.
But it still worked.
With trembling hands, Wang Hongyi logged into her social media account and checked its settings.
The account settings showed linked devices and the time, location, and IP address of each login. They also showed deleted messages in the recycle bin.
Wang Hongyi went through them one by one.
She kept wiping the rain off the phone screen.
Standing behind her, I could see what was on it too.
Several devices were linked to her account: a computer, a phone, and a tablet. But the login history showed far more devices than those.
Wang Hongyi checked the recycle bin again. There were two deleted messages, private messages she'd exchanged with someone else. Their contents were extremely flirtatious.
Wang Hongyi began trembling even more violently.
She closed the browser, opened the messaging app, logged out of Chen Xiaoqiu's account, and switched to her own.
There was even more information to be found in this app.
Wang Hongyi stared at the linked phone number for a long time. She stopped trembling and went completely still, like a statue.
The wind chime wrapped around me suddenly came loose.
My heart leapt with joy, and I reached out to grab Wang Hongyi.
But my hand seemed to touch a block of ice, hard and cold, nothing like a human body.
I grew anxious and hurriedly tried to use my ability.
But Wang Hongyi didn't seem to change at all.
She didn't even look