A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy smugly walked into an alley not far from the school. A night cat perched on the wall, watching him. He glanced at it and continued talking to the people there, "I've done my research. Xia Fengguang comes here to feed the cats every day. Usually, Ji You is with her. But today is Friday, and Ji You is on a date with her mysterious boyfriend. So today it's just Xia Fengguang alone. When she gets here... hehehe, you don't know, do you? Xia Fengguang is a famous beauty in our school. Her face is beautiful, but I imagine her face below..."

The boy's words came to an abrupt end.

Because his collar was suddenly grabbed from behind, a fair and beautiful hand landed on his neck, and naturally, the scalpel in that hand also landed on his neck.

All the movements happened in an instant. The boy clutched his bleeding neck and fell to the ground. Blood gushing from his carotid artery quickly soaked the ground where he lay. He looked at the man standing against the light and saw his elegant and composed smile.

It was as if death had announced the end of life.

The person on the ground twitched, then quickly went still, only their eyes remained wide open in panic.

The phone that had fallen to the ground spoke, "Hello? Fu Qing, are you still there?"

The phone was crushed, and the noisy sound disappeared.

The man, dressed in a white shirt and black suit, took out a white handkerchief he carried with him, wiped the scalpel clean with it, put the scalpel in his pocket, and casually tossed the blood-stained handkerchief into a corner.

All his movements were so elegant that it was hard to look away.

The cat on the wall meowed.

The girl standing at the alley entrance dropped the cat food she was holding onto the ground, making a sound that was neither too loud nor too soft in the extremely quiet environment.

The man slowly turned around, his composed expression freezing for a moment.

He was in a dimly lit alley, she was in a place bathed in sunlight, and there seemed to be an invisible dividing line between them, separating them into two different worlds.

And he... he suddenly lost the courage to take that step.

Feng Guang stood there for a long, long time. Suddenly, she reacted. She looked back at the alleyway and, seeing no one, ran into it. She passed the man she hadn't seen in so long and saw the lifeless man on the ground. She slowly raised her hand to cover her mouth. "He...he's dead?"

Ji Mian's eyes appeared even darker in the dim light. He answered her question without emotion, "He's dead."

"He...was he killed by my brother?"

"I killed him."

Feng Guang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly bent over and struggled to drag the corpse. However, she was not very strong, and it took her a long time to move the corpse even a little bit.

Ji Mian stood there, his handsome eyes rarely showing any doubt. He wondered what she was going to do.

Feng Guang looked up, slightly annoyed, and said, "Brother, don't just stand there! Come and help me!"

He looked bewildered. "Help you?"

She abandoned her attempt to drag the body, stood still, and said nervously, "School will be letting out soon, and there will be more and more people. Let's hide him in this trash can first, and then figure out how to clean this place up."

"What is Feng Guang... saying?"

"Brother, don't be so stupid at a time like this, okay? If someone sees you, the police will..." Before she could finish speaking, he pulled her tightly into his arms. Above her head, she heard his very pleasant, yet very melodious, chuckle. She felt the vibration of his chest, trying her best to keep the blood on her hands from touching his clothes, and looked up to ask softly, "Brother, what's wrong?"

He just... decided to go even crazier.