Ling Feiran's mind was in turmoil as she returned alone to where she had parted ways with Lin Pengpeng earlier.
She could not figure out what was wrong with her.
Though she was not as positive and optimistic as Feng Ling, she was not usually this pessimistic. Could it really be that her psychological trauma was so severe that it had clouded her mind?
Ling Feiran had also suspected Amir, but the Bard's Card attributes were unusual, and she soon decided her suspicions were unfounded—
Amir is a good person. He comforted me so thoughtfully last night, played the flute for me, and taught me a melody to soothe my emotions. I shouldn't suspect him, much less become paranoid because of my own pain. I'm the one at fault. Everything is my problem. I'm just too weak.
Ling Feiran thought this to herself.
Before long, Lin Pengpeng and her colleagues drove over and picked Ling Feiran up. The group hurried toward the Quarantine Zone.
Lin Pengpeng said in the car, "I think someone jumped onto the tracks to commit suicide just now. Lots of people went to watch, but I didn't. I was afraid of wasting time. I wonder if they managed to save them."
Another colleague said, "They probably fell by accident. If something had really happened, there would definitely be an announcement."
Lin Pengpeng nodded. "Mm, that's true. Let's wait for the announcement."
After briefly discussing it, the topic returned to that overbearing squad leader. Ling Feiran sat awkwardly in the car, her cheeks burning.
The car sped along, and they reached the dormitory building in no time.
Lin Pengpeng was in a rush to turn in the mission, so she did not chat with Ling Feiran for long before hurrying away.
Ling Feiran wanted to call out