Qi Gu said, "Isn't he right under the bed?"
With a corpse that large, under the bed was the only place in the room it could fit.
The bed in this room was a heated brick platform, so Bai Yu must have hollowed it out to hide her beloved.
Bai Yu: "..."
She had clearly thought of that too.
"Just tell me. Why did you do this?" Qi Gu asked.
Qi Gu's question pulled Bai Yu back into her memories, swallowing her like a whirlpool.
At school, Bai Yu had ordinary looks and an unremarkable personality. You could beat her three times without getting a peep out of her. She could not have been more ordinary.
Of course, that was only on the surface, an identity used to deceive others.
In reality, she studied evil arts online under an old man who called himself Cunning Ghost, toying with human lives.
Bai Yu had been born with an antisocial personality, and she was the kind most adept at disguising herself. She had no painful circumstances to explain it, and her family had always been harmonious as she grew up. No one knew that she loathed everything the way she loathed cockroaches, longing to experience and savor every evil deed.
Perhaps that was why Cunning Ghost had chosen her.
Her twisted soul wore the skin of an honest person.
Some roommates, taking advantage of her honesty, would deliberately ask her to buy things and never pay her back. She would use the coincidence-manipulating spell that evil ghost had taught her to bring them misfortune, many times worse than her own loss.
Then she would sympathetically tell that classmate, "How could this happen? Sigh... I'll help you out for the next few days."
So, in many people's eyes, Bai Yu was a pushover