On the way to the classroom, Han Ting suddenly said, "Mengfei came back the night before last. She gave me a cup."
"She only gave it to Han Ting, and was way too enthusiastic—she even poured water into it for Han Ting and told her to drink." Huang Shiyuan frowned.
"You didn't drink it, did you?" Tianmiao asked.
"No. Even though it was just our dorm's water, and the cup was new. I still didn't drink it. I just feel like she's really weird." Han Ting shook her head.
"What's even weirder is she took photos, said it was 'for the memories.'" Huang Shiyuan yawned. "All mystical and creepy."
Tianmiao fell silent. Of course she knew exactly what Zhang Mengfei was doing it for, she just couldn't expose it. Every world has its own track of operation; once you break it, everything falls apart.
"Anyway, let's just avoid contact with her," Han Ting said.
