Chapter Two: The Deleted Woman

Both wishes shattered into light. Jianwei's left ear went silent. Sound returned seconds later, but Tang Guo frowned across the table. “How do you know my name?” “Tang Guo, don't joke.” Her friend stood and clutched her bag. Above her was a new white sentence: 【I hope this stranger doesn't follow me.】 Their photographs now showed Tang Guo embracing empty air. Jianwei's chat messages were blank. Calling her own number produced: user does not exist. The café door chimed. The man in the black coat sat opposite her and placed an old tape recorder on the table. Jianwei's own voice emerged through static. “Zhou Jiming, if I forget the rules again, find me. Do not let me fulfill another wish.” “What is this?” she asked.