The gulf between sweet dreams and reality made Dong Yin ache.
She lay in bed, frantically replaying the events of that day, trying to figure out exactly when she had been secretly photographed, and where that person had been hiding when they took the picture. She even went outside again. Under the same pitch-black night, she held up her phone and kept comparing angles, but she still couldn’t find the spot the photo had been taken from. In the end, she dragged her heavy body back to the dorm.
There was only her in the dorm.
Or rather, only...
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