The above are all posts about his WeChat Moments.

Mo Yan also took out her own, pulling up Lin Zhalan's WeChat Moments, which were full of posts about school and turtles.

In other words, he has two WeChat accounts—no, the same WeChat account, facing two separate circles of friends: one in the human world and the other in the underworld.

"What's going on? Does he have two WeChat accounts?"

“No, but there are two worlds.” Mo Yan’s gaze fell on Ai Ai. “Have you forgotten? You’ve actually been dead for a long time…”

You have been dead for a long time.

Mo Yan's voice was very soft, very gentle.

The moment the sound reached Ai Ai's ears, it was like a key unlocking a lock.

That might be the lock on her past memories.

She's dead.

In this school.

I was locked in a coffee shop.

She didn't even have a chance to drink a sip of her caramel macchiato.

They hit her, really hard, and the people around just watched.

Something happened to her; they took her to the maple tree...

She thought she was sleeping in the maple tree, but she wasn't... she was down below...

Her lips trembled incessantly... trembling uncontrollably.

"Give me a moment, give me a few minutes, let me calm down..."

She needs to rest and recover properly...

We really need to take a good break.

“I’m dead…that’s why no one can see me. But that jerk could see me before, and he was able to take me to coffee and dinner.”

At that time, she didn't sense anything unusual.