Qiao Qiao sat there, sending an email, as if she hadn’t heard anything.
Zhao Xiaoman gently nudged Qiao Qiao.
Qiao Qiao turned around and looked at Zhao Xiaoman.
That look!
Zhao Xiaoman got goosebumps all over her body, "Qiao Qiao, it’s the middle of the night, don’t be so scary, alright?"
Qiao Qiao looked at Zhao Xiaoman, her mind a haze, and suddenly snapped awake.
Zhao Xiaoman clearly saw her expression normalize, but just now—
Her fingers trembled slightly, "Qiao... Qiao Qiao, you... what was going on with you just now?"
Qiao Qiao looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "What happened just now?"
Zhao Xiaoman, "Why... why are you sending emails in the middle of the night? To whom?"
Qiao Qiao, "..."
She was stunned.
Was she sending an email?
A few seconds later, coming to her senses, she found herself sitting in Zhao Xiaoman’s chair.
Looking again at her laptop, the screen was on, and an email had just been sent.
She tried to click on it, but the account no longer existed!
Turning back, she looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "Are you sure it wasn’t you who sent the email?"
Zhao Xiaoman, "I... I..."
Suddenly, her stomach ached terribly, fearing if she delayed any longer, she would soil herself, Zhao Xiaoman dashed out of the dormitory.
A flurry of hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway, gradually fading.
Only after hearing the footsteps did Qiao Qiao co to her senses, looking at Zhao Xiaoman’s laptop, pondering what Zhao Xiaoman had just said, what... what on earth was going on?
Half an hour later, finally waiting for Zhao Xiaoman to return, she quickly looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "Did you really see ... using your laptop when you got out of bed?"
Zhao Xiaoman, "Of course."
Recalling last ti she’d also seen such a scene, the next day she thought she had dread.
She quickly recounted that ti’s scene to Qiao Qiao.
Qiao Qiao stood there, looking at Zhao Xiaoman, her face turning pale.
For so reason, she suddenly thought of that ti two years ago, when she and Lu Bo had completely different stories.
She had clearly gone out, seeing nothing.
Yet Lu Bo said he had been waiting at the door the whole ti, never seeing her go out.
...
The scenes of that day erged in her mind, eerily similar to tonight’s situation.
Especially that feeling.
What on earth was going on?
She herself was also confused.
Why did she suddenly feel that, back then, what Lu Bo said was the truth!
And she—
But!
Thinking about tonight, she forgot all she’d done, so it could be the sa back then!
"Qiao Qiao?"
Hearing Zhao Xiaoman’s voice, Qiao Qiao snapped back to reality, looking at her, "Xiaoman."
Seeing Qiao Qiao’s serious eyes, Zhao Xiaoman hesitated to speak, "What do you want to say?"
Qiao Qiao spoke very seriously, "Can you help ?"
Zhao Xiaoman, "How can I help you?"
Qiao Qiao earnestly looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "When I wake up, follow quietly, don’t make a sound, see what I’m doing, and take photos."
Zhao Xiaoman, "..."
Why did she suddenly feel like it was a science fiction movie?
"You... you don’t tell you’re a clone?"
Qiao Qiao, "..."
How could she be a clone!
"You’re overthinking it."
Zhao Xiaoman, "Just now you... you really don’t rember anything?"
Qiao Qiao nodded, "That’s right."
While the two were talking, Yang Qiong and Ding Xiaoyan also woke up, "Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night?"
Qiao Qiao thought of how people might know what was happening, so she recapped what had happened earlier, "In the future, could you help take photos for ?"
Yang Qiong, Zhao Xiaoman, and Ding Xiaoyan looked at Qiao Qiao, "What on earth is going on?"
Qiao Qiao frowned, "I don’t know either, that’s why I want to find out."
Hearing this, the three of them perked up as if solving a case, "Alright, the three of us will take turns keeping watch at night."
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