Su Ming'an didn't turn around.
He felt goosebumps rising all over his body, as if he was targeted by something extremely terrifying. If he turned around, something unpredictable might happen.
The air conditioning was turned up quite high; even though it was midsummer, he felt icy cold, with a chilly sensation running from head to toe.
A slightly warm breath blew on the back of his neck, gradually turning into a coolness, as if even the warm sunset was just an illusion.
At that moment, the rules of the 'School Regulations' seemed to appear before his eyes, one rule covered in blood:
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[86. Turn around quickly! Turn around quickly! Turn around!!!]
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"...Shen Xue?" Su Ming'an responded softly.
