Song Miaomiao handed over her phone and whispered, "Silu, take a look at this."
Jiang Silu took the phone and glanced at it.
Her face drained of color, and her fingers clenched around the phone.
The words were like daggers, stabbing into her heart.
She remembered Zhao Tianyu, the way he'd grinned and said, "Add me on WhatsApp, why don't you?" She remembered the message he sent: "I'm serious."
'She understood everything now.'
"I'm going to find him." She stood up, her voice frighteningly calm.
Lu Yao quickly grabbed her arm. "Silu, don't be rash! With people like him, the more attention you give him, the worse he'll get."
Song Miaomiao also chimed in, "Let's not be hasty. We can figure something out."
Liu Shiting walked over from behind them and said calmly, "Let's go to our counselor first. The school has to get involved in something like this."
