They said they were going to see the church, but in reality, they were going to see the globe amaranth on the mountaintop.

July and August are the peak blooming season for globe amaranth. In the center of the purplish-red sea of ​​flowers stands a white church, while further away, the area is separated by a wooden fence. The combination of blue sky, white rooftops, and red flower fields is breathtakingly beautiful.

This sea of ​​flowers blooms on the racecourse of the private school. The viewing platform, in the same location as the church, remains unchanged and has become part of the flower field.

She avoided the students picnicking in the flower viewing area and on the hillside and walked towards the wooden fence.

I had only taken a few steps when someone called out to me.

"That's a restricted area."

The mature male voice reminded Cheng Shuang of only one person—Teacher Xue.

The little girl turned to the side, looked at the seemingly gentle young man standing behind her, and a wicked smile appeared on her face. "Teacher, aren't you going to congratulate me on escaping death?"

Xue Rong's expression tightened. The girl in the sea of ​​flowers was only eleven or twelve years old. Her delicate face showed no resentment, and her smile was innocent yet mischievous. But one sentence from her made his teeth chatter, and he dared not look her in the eye again. He could only squeeze out two dry words: "Sorry!"

Cheng Shuang stopped smiling, turned around and continued walking towards the church.

The fourteen-year-old 'Cheng Shuang' can no longer hear those two words, and it doesn't matter whether she's forgiven or not.

Similarly, the young girl didn't feel that Teacher Xue had wronged her in any way; if it wasn't Xue Rong, it would be someone else, because all of this was her mission.

Under the bright sunshine, a small figure moved among the flowers, his goal clear and unwavering.

The man, watching her retreating figure, wiped his face in despair. He knew his behavior was wrong, and guilt gnawed at his heart silently. But when he looked at the students laughing and chatting behind him, he slightly raised his drooping head.

As the principal said, sacrifice is for protection.

What harm is it if he bears all the sins alone!

Cheng Shuang didn't turn around, so she naturally didn't know about Xue Rong's change of heart. Even if she did know, she wouldn't have any particular feelings about it.

If it were truly so noble, why sacrifice the life of an innocent girl?

Isn't it more perfect to sacrifice oneself?

Time can make people forget all pain. The sea of ​​flowers buried too many stories, and all the bloody battles of the past were covered up. After she climbed over the wooden fence, it was dark. The white building not far away was surrounded by fire, and fragments of ash floated in the air.

A moment of light, a moment of darkness.

Behind him lies a serene illusion, before him the call of hell.

Cheng Shuang let out a heavy sigh.

No matter how many times she tried, she still couldn't escape.

A person slowly emerged from the firelight.

A profound smile, as if saying "See, you will eventually come back," appeared on the girl's pure and beautiful face. Cheng Shuang smiled back, took out a photo album from her spatial storage, and handed it to her.

"Returning the jade intact!" The little girl tilted her head. "Do you prefer me to call you Class Monitor, or Yu'er?"

A long, slender hand took the photo album. Following the hand upwards, a young man appeared before them. He was dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, with handsome features and a troubled expression. He was the same person lying in the attic.

Although he was thin, he wasn't effeminate, and Cheng Shuang couldn't imagine how he managed to blend into an all-girls school without being noticed. However, the next second, the girl was horrified to find that the class monitor was still standing next to the boy, the two of them shoulder to shoulder, one smiling at her, the other expressionless.

The man and woman have different expressions, but their eyebrow contours are subtly similar.

The boy stared at Cheng Shuang with deep, enigmatic eyes, neither speaking nor smiling. The girl, on the other hand, affectionately pinched her cheek, pulling it out slightly in a playful yet serious tone, "I'm your class monitor, you know!"

The little girl took a half step back in pain. She hadn't yet learned to hide her emotions. She stared blankly at the two of them with her mouth agape, completely bewildered.

"So... the principal has two children?" No... Wu Qianyu was never in the group photo from beginning to end.

"You...you guys..." Cheng Shuang's eyes were confused, but her tone was firm, "It's a split personality, isn't it!"

What's so impossible about a secondary personality materializing in the world of the dead?

"What a clever child!" Wu Qianyu's smile deepened, and she cheerfully stretched out her hand. "Since you let me sleep well all night and spared me from the pain of falling again, I won't kill you. Come on, clever child, we should go back! You stay by my side and keep me company. We'll have plenty of time!"

The little girl looked at the slender hand in front of her, slowly shook her head, and wiggled her toes. "I've returned the photo album to you. It doesn't belong to you. I should go!"

The girl with the kind and gentle smile immediately turned gloomy, and black lines appeared on her snow-white face. Suddenly, she smiled and said, "You can't leave!" With that, she swung her arms and tried to grab Cheng Shuang.

As soon as Cheng Shuang saw her change of expression, he was prepared. The moment she pounced, he turned and ran. At the same time, a book appeared in his hand, and a notification sounded in his mind: Congratulations to Cheng Shuang, maintainer number C-BLD1, for obtaining a return ticket to the Death Domain.

You guessed right!

The little girl's eyes sparkled like stars as she watched the book in her hands move without wind, turning to the page covered in transparent tape. It then floated into the air, and slowly, a huge golden gate appeared.

"Ah! Got you!"

Suddenly, her collar was grabbed. Cheng Shuang reacted with lightning speed, raising her arms and bending down, she threw off her T-shirt and lunged forward, rolling twice on the ground.

Wu Qianyu watched helplessly as the little girl, wearing only a tank top, rolled right in front of her into a blinding golden light. She clutched the still-warm clothes in her hand, her eyes wide with fury. "Come back, come back! I won't hurt you!" The girl's screams were ghostly, shrill and desperate, but strangely, she didn't chase after her.

Just before she was about to enter the gate of reincarnation, Cheng Shuang looked back and saw Su Qingyu holding back Wu Qianyu, who looked like she was going crazy and was surrounded by black energy. Su Qingyu stared at her with a deep gaze and said silently, "Su Qingyu, call me Su Qingyu!"

"Su Qingyu, never again!"

In a burst of golden light, the young man smiled, revealing a smile as radiant as the sun itself, "Goodbye!"

As the golden light faded, Cheng Shuang appeared huddled inside the convenience store.

The shop was empty until she opened her eyes and saw five figures, some sitting and some leaning, appearing one after another. Each of them was covered in wounds, with two of them being the most seriously injured. They were sitting by the window, blood dripping down their faces.

Du Lanshan was injured in both feet. His entire ankle was severed with a knife, and only a thin layer of skin was barely connecting his legs. Because he hoped to get treatment at the convenience store, he dragged his broken feet back even though he was in excruciating pain.

Du Lushu was unconscious, a thick towel wrapped around his neck, now completely stained red. He had injured the carotid artery in his neck; had he not taken a large amount of blood-replenishing pills to barely survive, he would likely have bled to death long ago. Even so, the blood seeping from his neck still soaked the two brothers, turning them completely crimson, and even seeped under the counter.