Cheng Shuang immediately picked it up—it was a small, hand-folded heart-shaped envelope.

When the light shines on it, you can see that there are several pages of paper tucked inside the thin envelope.

Before she could even open it, the eerie alarm went off. She quickly stuffed the letter and the dirty gloves into her storage compartment, sat back down at the class monitor's desk, and the moment the door opened, a slight commotion from the corridor rushed in, along with the laughter of the class monitor and classmates greeting each other.

Suddenly, the little girl's expression changed slightly as she looked at the sleeping Xu Anya.

It's so quiet!

Xu Anya sleeps so quietly!

The kind of silence where not even a breath could be heard!

This is terrifying to think about!

"Why do you look so pale?" The class monitor pushed open the door and burst out laughing when he saw the girl's pale face. "I was only gone for such a short time, and you're already scared?"

Cheng Shuang nodded stiffly. She was afraid... afraid that she was alone in a room with a corpse.

Wait, that's not right. She's not even afraid of ghosts and monsters, so why would she be afraid of a corpse that can't speak or move?

The girl was a little embarrassed, slapped her forehead, and greeted the class monitor warmly. At the same time, she took out two cartons of fresh milk from her bag and handed them to the class monitor. Under the girl's surprised gaze, she once again launched into a cheesy pickup line: "It will taste even better if you heat it up with the hot water that the pretty lady brought back!"

Wu Qianyu felt that she had laughed more today than in countless endless days and nights in the past. She was happier than the last wave of outsiders who had broken in. She was so happy that she was reluctant to watch them lead her step by step to her death.

So the class monitor decided to close his eyes before he acted impulsively.

Cheng Shuang shuddered, inexplicably rubbed her cool little hands, and took the initiative to open two cartons of milk and pour them into a water glass.

The class monitor patted her cheek approvingly, took the two cups filled with fresh milk, and put them into a basin of hot water.

While the milk was warming, she took Cheng Shuang's hand and teased, "You said you weren't afraid, why are your hands so cold?"

The little girl pouted and pointed unabashedly at Xu Anya's bed, "Is she unconscious? Why isn't she moving?"

Suspecting that she had been teleported to a different place after casually pointing to the word "peaceful sleep" on her notebook, Cheng Shuang dared not utter the word "death" lightly.

Perhaps having already foreseen the girl's tragic fate, the class monitor, unusually, didn't erupt in possessiveness. She raised an eyebrow and asked tolerantly, "Are you concerned about her situation?"

"I'm just curious!" Cheng Shuang answered cautiously. "After all, we're all roommates, and there's bound to be a bond between us. If something goes wrong and we don't report it to the teacher in time, it will cause trouble for the school!"

"Then let's go take a look!" The class monitor was extremely accommodating, nudging the girl to let her go and investigate. At this point, Cheng Shuang no longer cared about pretending to be weak, pitiful, and helpless. She said "Oh" and went over. Before climbing up, she turned back to confirm again, "Class monitor, really? I'm not in danger, am I?"

"Won't."

The girl, having received affirmation, climbed the escalator, lifted the gauze curtain, and placed her slightly damp palm on the card, ready to activate it at any moment.

However, when she saw the figures above, she paused, puzzled, and asked in surprise, "How could there be two people?"

Two women in school uniforms were curled up in bed, facing the wall.

"Yes! How could there be two people!"

The class monitor's emotions were calm and even, without any surprise or joy. Cheng Shuang didn't intend to hear any clear answer from her. She freed one hand and gently pushed her. The warm skin was soft and elastic. Although her breathing was extremely faint, it could still be heard if she got closer.

All of this is enough to prove that the two people in front of you are alive.

Cheng Shuang mustered her courage, turned the other girl's head, revealing half of her face hidden by long, curly hair. She brushed the hair aside, and the little girl immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Liao...?"

There are two Liao Yueweis.

They closed their eyes tightly, and their pallor was still clearly visible under the gauze curtain. Their faces were equally stunning, but they were wearing Song Zijiao's school uniform. Due to the height difference, the clothes were a bit tight, with the black skirt hem above the knees. Even the red bloodstains on their calves were exactly the same.

Cheng Shuang's expression darkened slightly. He thought of the bespectacled woman in his bag. Judging who the real Liao Yuewei was by her attitude was one way, but he was afraid that she wouldn't cooperate.

After all, the presence of the class monitor had a certain intimidating effect on the girl with glasses, which is why she was able to lie quietly in the bag. If you didn't touch her, she would shake twice. The little girl almost thought that the girl with glasses had been 'killed' by her rolling and rolling movements!

I don't know if Liao Yuewei is fast asleep or has fainted!

Cheng Shuang wedged her feet into the openwork edge of the handrail, freeing her hands. She rolled up her sleeves and slapped each hand hard.

A small red handprint immediately appeared on the woman's pale face.

The two of them let out a soft moan in unison, slowly opened their eyes, and their first reaction upon seeing Cheng Shuang was to take out a white pill and swallow it in one gulp.

The girl's eyes sparkled. Although she already knew that the fake item also had a card, it seemed that 'she' had even gotten her hands on the spatial compartment.

Both the wound on her calf and the red handprint Cheng Shuang left disappeared instantly, indicating that Liao Yuewei's external injuries were not serious. However, her face was as pale as paper and showed no improvement. Cheng Shuang guessed that she had suffered psychological trauma.

The two Liao Yueweis exchanged a glance, their expressions calm and unfazed by the strange situation of having an extra version of themselves.

Unbeknownst to Cheng Shuang, the human and the ghost had likely already clashed quite a few times.

"Luo Qi, we might need your help!" they said in unison, in perfect unison.

"Weren't you asking me to figure out who's real and who's fake?" The little girl calmly shook her head. "Come out!"

The three of them got off the bunk bed one after another, and Liao Yuewei and the others nodded politely to their class monitor.

The only one who caught the class monitor's eye was the little girl. She ignored the human and the ghost, and waved to Cheng Shuang with a smile, "Come and sit down. Say what you have to say quickly. The milk is almost ready!"

Cheng Shuang wouldn't anger the ghost over such a small matter. She obediently sat down, mimicking the class monitor's posture like an old man, tilting her head and smiling sweetly at the class monitor, "Class monitor, can I release the girl with glasses? Perhaps she will be one of the important witnesses."

The little girl didn't believe that the class monitor wouldn't know about the girl with glasses. Since she was on someone else's turf, she was more willing to ask a few more questions and get the other party's consent in advance, so as not to give the ghost a chance to turn against her.

"Alright! Remember to always be good like this!"

Cheng Shuang nodded, picked up her bag, and pulled out the girl with glasses.

The moment it landed, the thin, brittle roll unfurled, almost instantly reverting to Cheng Shuang's form. Unfortunately, the girl with glasses would no longer be mistaken for Cheng Shuang, as her skin was covered with creases and lines, making her look like a piece of shattered glass pieced back together.

This time, the bespectacled woman's resentful gaze was fixed firmly on Cheng Shuang, her eyes seeing no one else, filled with dark jealousy and murderous intent.

It is obvious that it has missed a valuable opportunity to replace it!