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Xia Xiaoyu found it hard to understand why she seemed to lack anything that would attract that kind of person. Of course, such a naive question was not something Xia Xiaoyu would ask.
As she walked through the school gate, Xia Xiaoyu forced herself not to think about these issues. If there really was some purpose behind it, she would find out sooner or later.
Around nine o'clock, University still had many Students from various grades visible. However, when Xia Xiaoyu passed by the Red Cherry Blossom Tree, there was not a single person around.
Since last week, to be precise, ever since she saw the Woman in White standing with her back to her under the Red Cherry Blossom Tree, Xia Xiaoyu had subconsciously glanced at that spot every time she passed by at night.
Fortunately, after seeing her twice, Xia Xiaoyu had passed by without spotting the White-Clad Woman again.
She felt a bit strange; Xia Xiaoyu remembered that every time she saw the Woman in White, a special feeling would wash over her.
It was somewhat cold, but she could sense a deep sorrow and desolation emanating from the woman in white.
The surroundings were very quiet, with no one around. In the past, when she came here, she would occasionally see a few people, but this was understandable.
The location of the Red Cherry Blossom Tree was right outside the entrance to the Small Grove. It was naturally quiet there, and since not many people lived in the Old Dormitory Building, there were hardly any passersby.
Xia Xiaoyu walked at a steady pace, showing no signs of panic. Perhaps it was because nothing strange had happened during her previous visits to the Dormitory Building that she felt more relaxed now.
This time, Xia Xiaoyu did not feel any fear and was quite at ease. However, an astonishing scene unfolded before her once again.
As she passed by the Red Cherry Blossom Tree, she instinctively looked over and saw the woman dressed in white again.
She was still facing away from Xia Xiaoyu, sitting in the same spot and still wearing white.
Nothing had changed; it was exactly the same.
Xia Xiaoyu felt as if her blood flow momentarily stalled and became somewhat sluggish; even her body felt a bit numb.
After experiencing several strange events, Xia Xiaoyu immediately sensed that something was amiss.
However, she found it difficult to move her feet, standing there in a daze, staring blankly at that figure.
It was still the same; Xia Xiaoyu even sensed that besides the heaviness in the air, there was an unshakeable sadness.
This desolation seemed to possess a magical power, causing Xia Xiaoyu to momentarily forget her desire to leave quickly and instead walk forward almost unconsciously.
In her heart, while feeling fear, she also felt an immense curiosity about this woman.
She wanted to see who this woman really was.
It seemed that her thoughts sparked a strong interest within Xia Xiaoyu, prompting her to step lightly forward.
Subconsciously, she did not want her footsteps to make too much noise as she walked because she felt a bit scared. Although she wanted to get closer to see the woman's appearance clearly, she feared that if her footsteps were too loud, the woman would suddenly turn around!
To be honest, she harbored a deep curiosity while also being afraid of seeing something that might frighten her.
It was contradictory, but this mindset vividly depicted Xia Xiaoyu's feelings at that moment.
Her entire body was tense as she carefully observed every move of the White-Clad Woman. Strangely enough, the latter showed no signs of movement at all.
As she walked closer, Xia Xiaoyu seemed to realize how foolish her actions were; she had been inexplicably drawn to see the woman's face.
Given the bizarre events she had encountered and the various thoughts swirling in her mind, Xia Xiaoyu could immediately sense that something was off.
She was very close to the White-Clad Woman, almost right behind her. Yet suddenly, she dared not look at her face; it was precisely because things felt strange that she hesitated to gaze upon it!
The only thought in her mind now was to avoid startling this woman and to leave this eerie place.
Xia Xiaoyu's legs felt somewhat numb; it seemed that despite using all her strength, she struggled to move her heavy feet.
It was very dark here since there were no streetlights. If one wondered how Xia Xiaoyu could see so clearly, it could only be attributed to the striking whiteness of the woman's clothing.
Her hair cascaded down over her shoulders like a waterfall; from behind, it was evident that she was beautiful.
However, the cold that permeated the night and the strange aura emanating from the woman made Xia Xiaoyu acutely aware that something was very wrong.
She tried to step away from the area, maintaining a calm exterior, but her mind was already in chaos. As she stepped back and turned around, she inadvertently stepped on a dry branch that had fallen from the Red Cherry Blossom tree.
Crack...
In the stillness of the night, the small dry branch produced a sound that sent Xia Xiaoyu into a panic. She suddenly felt as if she had forgotten something important.
Before Xia Xiaoyu could think further, the White-Clad Woman slowly turned her head.
Xia Xiaoyu felt a strange sensation; she was frozen in place, even feeling as if her heart had jumped into her throat. The woman's movement was so stiff that it made Xia Xiaoyu think of something—machines!
Yes, only machines would move with such lack of rhythm and flexibility!
After nearly ten seconds, the White-Clad Woman's head finally turned all the way around, and she looked directly at Xia Xiaoyu!
The night was chillingly cold!
"Ah..."
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