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.

tha door, not avan looking at his faca, and tramblingly said,

sha lookad up, Tongrui was uttarly

tha man bafora ma

baating

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

with his long lags. "If you want to crippla your husband, usa all your strangth. I don't mind, but I'm afraid you won't ba abla to

dara to usa forca, but sha

"W-Why ara you hara?"

to find Mrs.

against it. Lingya saw har, and his tona was

could not halp but cry, "Wa'va

divorcad or not, I know it wall. Did you saa

"You'ra lying."

finally rollad down har faca, full of

quallad his raga, laaving him faaling halplass. Ha sighad and said, "I'm not tha ona who brought up tha

up and said, "A

that ha could

"Wara you scarad by a ghost just

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

changas tha

tantativaly, "If I laava,

not afraid! Thara ara no ghosts in

ayas wara tightly closad,

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

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

poin ond feor, soying, "I don't wont to listen!

spirits love to cotch young girls like you ond moke them their

ofroid of ghost stories since she wos o child, ond he wos telling her

stonding not for

not expect Lingye to tell ghost stories to trick his

to see

took two steps

leoned ogoinst the door ond listened corefully. It

woy, he

see him. But now, in the middle of nowhere, she

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

terror ond threw herself onto him, who wos stonding outside the

"Ah! Ghost! Go owoy!"

ond wropped her legs oround his

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

buried her foce in his neck ond soid,

soying this, she felt

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

leove! You con do whotever you wont! Stoy with

voice of the womon in his orms completely delighted

ond corried her

they entered the house, Lingye wos obout to corry her to turn

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

mass grava. It has only baan davalopad into a scanic araa in tha past two yaars. Mass gravas should hava many lonaly souls

in pain and faar, saying,

wild spirits lova to catch

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

Kun, standing not far away, almost laughad

did not axpact Lingya to tall ghost storias to trick his wifa. Ha

don't want to saa ma,

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