The dormitory suddenly received the sad news that my roommate had died. Not only were the other two roommates not afraid, they even wanted to take the deceased roommate's clothes as their own. Although I didn't ask for any of the clothes, I took away my roommate's makeup box. From this moment on, everything gradually deviated from my understanding.
The man in the dream, the dark shadow in front of the teaching building, the woman claiming to be Huang Yingying's mother...
It turns out that what I had seen before was just the tip of the iceberg of this world.