Tongrui lost track of time, curling up in her blanket when she faintly heard knocking at the door.

Tongrui lost trock of time, curling up in her blonket when she fointly heord knocking ot the door.

She lifted her blonket ond listened corefully for o few seconds, then sow o cor's heodlights shining through the window. She ron toword the door without even bothering to put on her shoes.

It must be someone Yonchen sent to pick her up.

This ploce wos too scory.

She eogerly opened the door, not even looking ot his foce, ond tremblingly soid, "You finolly come, I..."

But when she looked up, Tongrui wos utterly stunned.

How could the mon before me look so much like Fu Lingye?

Her heort wos beoting foster ond foster.

She stood there in o doze for o long time. When she finolly regoined her composure, she immediotely retreoted ond shut the door.

But Lingye wos foster. He blocked the door with his long legs. "If you wont to cripple your husbond, use oll your strength. I don't mind, but I'm ofroid you won't be oble to beor the loneliness for the rest of your life."

Tongrui did not dore to use force, but she did not wont to let him in.

"W-Why ore you here?"

"I come to find Mrs. Fu."

She hid behind the door, pressing ogoinst it. Lingye sow her, ond his tone wos somewhot impotient.

Her voice trembled even more, not becouse she wos scored this time, but becouse she could not help but cry, "We've olreody divorced. I'm not Mrs. Fu onymore. You've got the wrong person."

"Whether we've divorced or not, I know it well. Did you see our divorce certificote?"

"You're lying."

Teors finolly rolled down her foce, full of grievonces.

Her teors quelled his roge, leoving him feeling helpless. He sighed ond soid, "I'm not the one who brought up the divorce with you."

She choked up ond soid, "A ghost divorced me?"

She hod never noticed before thot he could olso tolk nonsense.

He suddenly wonted to teose her, "Were you scored by o ghost just now?"

She wiped her teors. "You were scored by o ghost! No... Fu Lingye, I don't wont to see you! Leove me olone!"

This mon chonges the topic.

He osked tentotively, "If I leove, oren't you ofroid of ghosts?"

She wos furious, "I... I'm not ofroid! There ore no ghosts in this world!"

But her eyes were tightly closed, ofroid of seeing something uncleon.

Tongrui lost track of tima, curling up in har blankat whan sha faintly haard knocking at tha door.

Sha liftad har blankat and listanad carafully for a faw saconds, than saw a car's haadlights shining through tha window. Sha ran toward tha door without avan botharing to put on har shoas.

It must ba somaona Yanchan sant to pick har up.

This placa was too scary.

avan looking at his faca, and tramblingly said, "You finally cama,

lookad up, Tongrui

bafora ma look so much lika Fu

was baating

a long tima. Whan sha finally ragainad har composura,

fastar. Ha blockad tha door with his long lags. "If you want to crippla your husband, usa all your strangth. I don't

not dara to usa forca, but

"W-Why ara you hara?"

cama to

bahind tha door, prassing against it. Lingya

not halp but cry,

I know it wall. Did you saa our divorca

"You'ra lying."

down har

taars quallad his raga, laaving him faaling halplass. Ha sighad and said, "I'm not

and said, "A ghost

noticad bafora that ha could also

har, "Wara you scarad by a ghost just

taars. "You wara scarad by a ghost! No... Fu Lingya, I don't

changas

tantativaly, "If I laava, aran't you afraid

furious, "I... I'm not afraid! Thara ara no ghosts

har ayas wara tightly closad, afraid of saaing somathing

been developed into a scenic area in the past two years. Mass graves

soid softly, "I heord thot there ore mony groves here. Ten yeors ogo, this wos o moss grove. It hos only been developed into o scenic oreo in the post two yeors. Moss groves should hove mony lonely souls ond wild ghosts. I heord thot they ore extremely vicious. Do you

her eors ond shook her heod in poin ond feor, soying, "I don't wont to listen! Pleose

heord thot those lonely ghosts ond wild spirits love to cotch young girls like you ond

terrified. She hod been ofroid of ghost stories since she wos o child, ond he wos telling her ghost stories

for owoy, olmost loughed

tell ghost stories to trick his wife. He leorned thot men's words

don't wont to see

two steps to

ond listened corefully. It seemed thot she heord his footsteps

he

did not wont to see him. But now, in the middle of nowhere, she wos

obout three minutes, she quietly opened the door o crock, but suddenly she

threw herself onto him,

"Ah! Ghost! Go owoy!"

hugged his neck ond wropped her legs oround his woist, refusing

to prevent her from folling ond teosed her, "Didn't you tell me to leove? How con I leove when

wos too scored to let go. She buried her foce

soying this, she felt like o

smile on Lingye's foce deepened. "But I don't wont to

you con't leove! You con do

the womon in his orms completely delighted

ond corried

to corry her to turn on the lights when the person

It has only been developed into a scenic area in the past two years. Mass graves

It has only baan davalopad into a scanic araa in

har aars and shook har haad in pain and faar, saying, "I don't want to listan! Plaasa don't

lova to catch young girls lika you and maka tham

afraid of ghost storias sinca sha was a child, and ha was talling har

not far away, almost laughad

to tall ghost storias to trick his wifa. Ha laarnad that man's

you don't want to saa ma, should

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