Xu Shuo changed into everyday clothes, a white long skirt that covered his legs, which made him look both innocent and fragile.
As he opened the bathroom door to come out, Lanruo was standing at the entrance, her face stiff, with bloodshot eyes staring at her unblinkingly, her hands unconsciously gripping tighter.
Although she was not shaking like a sieve as when they first met, her body still trembled slightly.
This nervous appearance made Officer Zhang, standing at the door, narrow his eyes and size her up inconspicuously.
"What's wrong, Lanruo?" Xu Shuo spoke, his face smiling, his eyes full of innocence.
"Qiuzi... are you feeling better?" Lanruo had summoned the courage to meet his gaze, but in less than a second, she had lowered her head in terror once again.
Xu Shuo laughed, speaking with the girl's consistently playful tone: "Thanks for your concern, it was just a little cold, I'm much better after some exercise just now."
Lanruo murmured, "Then remember to rest well when you get back."
Xu Shuo acknowledged her with a sound, then stepped aside to let her in, Lanruo clutching her clothes almost bolted inside and quickly shut the door, locking it behind her.
Behind the bathroom door, Lanruo lost her earlier composure, clutching her chest and gasping for air, her face a mask of panic and terror.
In the cramped bathroom, under the stark fluorescent light, the mirror reflected the girl's pale face and the cold sweat on her forehead, she was more distraught than she had thought.
Lanruo approached the sink, turned on the faucet, and splashed her face with water several times.
After calming down a bit, Lanruo couldn't stop worrying. Qiuzi's behavior today was really too strange, had she forgotten, or...
Would she call the police?
Could she actually be planning revenge in secret?
No, she was supposed to have died last night!
But today, whether it's her behavior, her movements, or her dancing, it's all just like Qiuzi from before!
It's not someone else disguised as her, it's really Qiuzi!
The more Lanruo thought about it, the more terrified she became, her hands scooping up the icy tap water to splash on her face continuously, the droplets streaming down her hair, spreading across her chin, and finally splashing onto the shadow on the floor.
Shivering, she hugged her arms and stared at the mirror, at the girl who was half soaked, her fearful gaze gradually turning vicious.
Maybe kill her again?
...
"Lanruo?"
Officer Zhang thought of the nervous young girl she had encountered earlier in the resting room.
Xu Shuo nodded, his face innocent, "I had an argument with her over dancing yesterday, and she seemed to have come to apologize last night. But I was practicing and didn't pay much attention. By the time I finished, she was no longer there in the dance studio."
His ambiguous words added a layer of weirdness to the conversation. Officer Zhang frowned slightly and was about to ask more when suddenly she heard from beside her:
"Miss Qiuzi."
The quiet priest suddenly spoke up, his smile gentle as he covered the girl's hand on the table with his, asking in a soft whisper, "Did you feel unwell after that?"
Xu Shuo was silent for a while, he stared at the man's hand and said darkly, "Sir, I'm feeling unwell right now."
The waiter, carrying dishes, heard this comment as he passed by and subconsciously looked down.
Officer Zhang: "..."
She couldn't help but glare at the priest, who had previously criticized her for jumping the gun. And now, before they even got a few words in, he was getting handsy!
The waiter set down a steak and quickly left. The priest, his expression unchanged, withdrew his hand.
"I am a priest, and upon seeing Miss Qiuzi, I couldn't help but feel that you were not in a good state," the priest said with a faint smile, "I suspect that you might have been troubled by a 'Mare' that night."
"Just because someone thought they saw a murder?" Xu Shuo withdrew his hand to rub it, feeling very hot after the priest touched it, which had been icy cold.
"As you said, you can't clearly remember if someone was there."
"You godmen always like to lead everything back to the supernatural."
"Miss Qiuzi, this is a holy profession."
"Officer Zhang, you didn't ask to see me today just about last night's incident, right?" Xu Shuo ignored him, suddenly turning his head towards the policewoman.
"Miss Qiuzi, you should also—"
"Let's eat lunch first."
Before the priest could interject again, Xu Shuo darkly pushed the medium-rare steak towards him. His dead, dark eyes radiated a spooky vibe as he said with a gentle smile, "Don't waste it."
Priest: "..."
In his position, he did not eat food with blood.