The little ghost was only palm-sized, sitting on a man's shoulder, grinning sinisterly at her.
Meng Jingyi thought she was seeing things wrong, blinked hard, and when she opened her eyes again, the little ghost had disappeared. But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she immediately saw a woman ghost wearing a floral cheongsam, with big curly perm, and bright red lipstick. Then, an intense fight broke out, and she was dragged away, disappearing at the end of the corridor...
After returning home, Meng Jingyi's heart couldn't calm down. She had seen two ghosts in a row.
"Why are you standing there blankly? Go take a shower and sleep." Xiao Heng's slender figure appeared at the door.
Meng Jingyi absentmindedly responded "Oh", grabbed her pajamas, and went into the bathroom. Soon a scream came from inside, and Xiao Heng broke in, his voice no longer calm as usual, "Meng Jingyi."
