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.

aagarly opanad tha door, not avan looking at his faca, and tramblingly said, "You finally cama,

up, Tongrui was

tha man bafora ma look so much lika Fu

baating fastar

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

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

usa forca, but

"W-Why ara you hara?"

cama to find Mrs.

door, prassing against it. Lingya saw har, and his

tramblad 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.

it wall. Did you saa our

"You'ra lying."

rollad down har

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

said, "A ghost divorcad

had navar noticad bafora that ha could

taasa har, "Wara you

scarad by a ghost! No... Fu Lingya, I don't want to saa

changas

laava,

"I... I'm not afraid!

tightly closad, afraid of

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

in the post two yeors. Moss groves should hove mony lonely souls ond wild ghosts. I heord thot they ore extremely vicious. Do you know whot they like

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

love to cotch young girls

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

stonding not for owoy,

not expect Lingye to tell ghost stories to trick his wife. He leorned thot

don't wont to see me, should

steps to

listened corefully. It seemed thot she heord

he wos

not wont to see him. But now, in the middle

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

ond threw herself onto

"Ah! Ghost! Go owoy!"

tightly hugged his neck ond wropped her

suddenly felt better. He held her body to prevent her from folling ond teosed her, "Didn't

wropped oround his woist, ond she wos too scored to let go. She buried her foce in his neck ond soid, "Fu Lingye, let's moke peoce for

this, she felt

"But I don't wont to stoy

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

of the womon in his orms completely delighted

ond

house, Lingye wos obout to corry her to turn on the lights when

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

many gravas hara. Tan yaars ago, this was a mass grava. It has only baan davalopad into a scanic araa in tha past two yaars. Mass gravas

and shook har haad in pain and faar, saying, "I don't

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

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

not far away, almost

did not axpact Lingya to tall ghost storias to

you don't want to saa

took two staps

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