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"Sister, please don't scare me." Lu Ge straightened his neck and tried to keep his voice calm. "I wasn't raised to be scared."
Lin Chaojin said nothing, turned around and continued walking towards the door, with Lu Ge following her, holding onto the corner of her clothes.
There is a long corridor outside with red lanterns hanging on both sides. The dim light makes the corridor barely visible.
Lin Chaojin chose to walk in the opposite direction of Zhang the Matchmaker and the others. There was a wall on one side of the corridor and a locked room on the other.
"Patta, patta." Only the sound of their footsteps echoed. They walked silently, turned the corner, and looked at another corridor in front of them. Lu Ge peeked from behind her and said, "Oh my god, why is there another corridor?" He cast a contemptuous look at the camera above his head and said, "Director Zhang, is this possible?"
Director Zhang: Haha.
Lin Chaojin continued to walk forward. When passing by a room, he found that the room was not locked and there was a small gap. He walked over and pushed the door open. With a "creak", the door was pushed open.
There were a few electronic candles lit in the room. Under the warm yellow light, you could clearly see a wooden bed, a dressing table, and a bookcase in the room.
Lin Chaojin walked into the room and took a few looks. There were rouge and powder on the dressing table and a wedding dress on the bed. This should be Miss Liu's boudoir.
She walked to the dressing table and opened the treasure boxes. Inside were some jewelries, but the red string with a red bean in the corner was so plain that it didn't match the things in the box. Lin Chaojin picked it up and looked at it for a while. The red string had obviously been worn for a long time, and the surface of the red bean had become smooth.
"Sister, come here and see what I found." Lu Ge stood next to the bookcase, shaking something in his hand.
Lin Chaojin walked over and took the thing in his hand, only to find that it was a photo. No, it should be said that it was a half-burned photo. There was only a woman in the photo, and the person standing next to her was burned, leaving only half of his long gown and one hand exposed.
"This must be Miss Liu." Lu Ge said, pointing at the woman in the photo.
"Yeah." Lin Chaojin turned over the photo. On the back was a beautiful and delicate handwriting with the words "Photo taken with ** on July 7, 1918." The name column had been blurred.
"Who's the other person in the photo with her?" Lu Ge carefully flipped through the photo. "This long gown is worn by a man, right? Wait," Lu Ge's eyes lit up. "Could this be Miss Liu's lover?"
Lin Chaojin looked at the hand carefully, and suddenly his gaze fixed. There was a medium-sized black mole between the thumb and index finger of the hand.
"What are you looking at?" Lu Ge saw her staring at the photo and waved his hand in front of her eyes.
"Nothing." Lin Chaojin retracted his gaze and looked at the bookcase. He picked up one of the books and started looking through it. When he looked through the second book, a yellowed piece of letter paper fell out of it. The two of them then looked through the other books together and found a total of five pieces of letter paper.
"Wan'er, I have received your letter. Seeing it is like seeing you. I have arrived here. The teachers at the school are knowledgeable and admired, and my classmates are also enthusiastic... But, you are not here, and I am still worried."
"Wan'er, today, Master complained to us about the chaotic situation. I'm really worried..."
"Wan'er, I've made up my mind to pursue a career. The knowledge I gained in school can no longer save me..."
"Wan'er, I met Commander Shen, and he admires me very much..."
"Wan'er, wait for me, wait for me to come back and marry you..."
Lin Chaojin finished reading the letter, which recorded the feelings between the two people in a subtle yet passionate way.
"They really are lovers," Lu Ge said with emotion after reading the letter. "But the letter is signed in the 10th year of the Republic of China, so it must be the 13th year now." Lu Ge pointed to the calendar hanging next to the bookcase. "That person hasn't written to Liu Wan for three years."
Lin Chaojin was about to put the letter away when her hand, which was holding it, was stained with black ink. She turned the letter over and saw the words written on it, the ink still wet, in a hasty and sloppy handwriting, "Lu Sheng, Lu Sheng... No, I don't want to marry him... They are all monsters. My parents did it for my brother... I asked Qin Man to deliver the letter. She said she would help me... How could she? In the end, only a fool helped me... I want to escape... No... Lu Sheng, Lu Sheng..."
"Damn." Lu Ge leaned over and read the rest of the sentence. "Could Liu Wan be forced by her family? Tsk, who would sacrifice their own daughter for a ghost marriage? Hey, that Lu Sheng is the lover. Hey, why does he have the same last name as me?"
Lu Ge said casually, not really caring.
Lin Chaojin listened to his words without saying anything. She looked at him quietly, "You didn't understand anything from the letter."
"No, sister, why are you looking at me again?" Lu Ge touched the back of his neck. "What do you see? Do you see that although my lover and I both have the last name Lu? But not to that extent, I'm not that Lu Sheng."
"That's not necessarily true." Lin Chaojin glanced at his hand and curled the corners of his mouth. He really couldn't praise his IQ.
"Don't tell ghost stories." Lu Ge hugged himself tightly. It was scary to think about it.
[Hmm, so the theme of this episode of Haunted House is ghost marriage? After reading that letter, Liu Wan is so pitiful.]
[Did you notice that the way Miss looked at Lu Ge was so strange? Could the Lu Sheng in the letter really be Master Ge? I'm getting goosebumps!]
[No way, there's no way they're related.]
[Wait, look, the photo the young lady is holding!]
Lin Chaojin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and pointed at the mole on the hand in the photo, "Look at your own right hand."
"Huh?" Lu Ge stretched out his right hand and compared it to the area between his thumb and index finger in the photo. He suddenly realized that there was a black spot on his hand that looked exactly like the one in the photo. "Oh my god, when did this happen?"
"It should be when we first entered the haunted house and shook hands with the receptionist." Lin Chaojin explained.
"No, I don't know myself." Lu Ge touched the black spot curiously, then said to Lin Chaojin, "Did he put anything on your hand?"
Lin Chaojin paused after putting the photo away, then replied with an unchanged expression, "No."
"Oh." Lu Ge had no doubts. "Then my mission is to rescue Miss Liu and elope with her." Lu Ge touched his chin and complained, "That's so old-fashioned. Director Zhang is too unoriginal."
Director Zhang: There is something I don’t know whether I should say or not.
"I think if Miss Liu knew that Lu Sheng was you, she might not really want to go with you." Lin Chaojin looked at him and answered indifferently.
"Who said that? You are discriminating. What's wrong with me? I am young, beautiful, brave and resourceful." Lu Ge argued unconvinced.
"Okay, then go and save Miss Liu yourself. After all, you are so brave and resourceful." Lin Chaojin looked at him with her hands folded.
"Well, then I still can't compare to you, sister." Lu Ge glanced at the dark house and admitted his defeat without hesitation, "Sister, you are my real sister."
Lin Chaojin glanced at him lightly and then looked away.
[Here we go, Mr. Ge is cool for only three seconds, then he turns into a coward.]
[Ah, Lu Ge is really Lu Sheng, so he has a role, and what does the eldest lady play? Did you notice that when Ge Songsong asked her if she had anything in her hand, the eldest lady paused for a second!]
[Sister, I noticed that too! But what is the eldest lady denying? No, Mr. Ge trusts his sister so much, why do I feel like he's on the verge of being sold...]
[Hh, I think so too...]
The two walked out of the room, turned the corner and continued walking along the corridor.
"Creaky." It sounded like the friction of rusty machinery, followed by a hoarse friction sound, and then a piece of music like that played by a record player came, "The eighteenth day of the first lunar month, an auspicious day, sorghum is carried, and red clothes are carried, every foot is a hate..."
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1 Excerpted from the song "囍", which is a very artistic song!
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