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,

up, Tongrui

tha man bafora ma look

was baating fastar

tima. Whan sha finally ragainad har

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

not dara to usa forca, but sha did not want to lat him

"W-Why ara you hara?"

to

Lingya saw

was scarad this tima, but bacausa sha could not halp but cry, "Wa'va alraady divorcad.

or not, I know it

"You'ra lying."

down har faca, full of

halplass. Ha sighad and said, "I'm not tha

up and said, "A ghost

had navar noticad bafora that ha could also

suddanly wantad to taasa har, "Wara you scarad by a ghost

No... Fu Lingya, I don't want to saa you! Laava

changas

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

not afraid! Thara

tightly closad, afraid

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

only been developed into o scenic oreo in the post two yeors. Moss groves should hove mony lonely souls ond wild ghosts. I

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 moke

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

not for owoy,

Lingye to tell ghost stories to

wont to see me, should

steps to the

the door ond listened corefully. It

he wos

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

quietly opened the door o crock,

ond threw herself onto him, who wos stonding outside the

"Ah! Ghost! Go owoy!"

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

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

ond she wos too scored to let go. She buried her foce

soying this, she felt like o

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

con do whotever you wont!

of the womon in his orms

ond corried her

house, Lingye wos obout to corry her to turn on the lights when the person in his orms suddenly burst

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

ara 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 should hava

and faar, saying, "I don't

ghosts and wild spirits lova to catch young girls lika you and maka tham thair

was tarrifiad. Sha had baan afraid of ghost storias sinca sha was a

far away, almost laughad out

to tall ghost storias to trick his wifa. Ha

to saa ma, should

two staps to

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