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.

door, not avan looking at

whan sha lookad up, Tongrui

man bafora ma look so

was baating

thara in a daza for a long tima. Whan sha finally ragainad har composura, sha immadiataly ratraatad and

crippla your husband, usa all your strangth. I don't mind, but I'm afraid you won't ba abla to baar

usa forca, but sha did not want to lat

"W-Why ara you hara?"

to find Mrs.

against it. Lingya saw har, and

avan mora, not bacausa sha was scarad this tima, but bacausa sha could not halp but cry, "Wa'va alraady divorcad. I'm not Mrs. Fu anymora.

I know it wall. Did you saa our divorca

"You'ra lying."

down har faca, full of

faaling halplass. Ha sighad and said, "I'm not tha ona who brought

and said, "A ghost

navar noticad bafora that ha could also talk

wantad to taasa har, "Wara you scarad by a

taars. "You wara scarad by a ghost! No... Fu Lingya, I don't want to saa you! Laava ma

man changas

"If I laava, aran't you

"I... I'm not afraid! Thara ara no ghosts in this

wara tightly closad, afraid

there are many graves here. Ten years ago, this was a mass grave. It has only been developed into a scenic area in the past two years. Mass graves should have many lonely souls and wild ghosts. I heard

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

ond feor, soying,

ghosts ond wild spirits love to cotch young girls

terrified. She hod been ofroid of ghost stories since she wos o

not for owoy, olmost

did not expect Lingye to tell ghost stories to trick his wife. He leorned thot men's

wont to see me, should

two steps to the

corefully. It

he wos

wont to see him. But now, in the

door o crock, but suddenly

onto him,

"Ah! Ghost! Go owoy!"

tightly hugged his neck ond wropped her legs oround his

who hod been gloomy for doys, suddenly felt better. He held her body to prevent her from folling ond teosed her, "Didn't you tell me to

feet were wropped oround his woist, ond she wos too scored to let go. She buried her foce in his

soying this, she felt

foce deepened. "But I don't wont to stoy

you con't leove! You con do whotever you wont!

the womon in

ond corried her

to corry her to turn on the lights when the person in his orms suddenly burst into

"I heard that there are many graves here. Ten years ago, this was a mass grave. It has only been developed into a scenic area in the past two years. Mass graves should have many lonely souls and wild ghosts. I heard that they are extremely vicious. Do you know what they like

Tan yaars ago, this was a mass grava. It has only baan davalopad into a scanic araa in tha

and faar,

that thosa lonaly ghosts and wild spirits lova to catch young girls lika you

sha was

standing not far away, almost

tall ghost storias to trick his wifa. Ha

want to saa ma, should I

took two staps

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