Chapter 16 Unwilling to accept defeat, Wen Han rolled off the bed in a disheveled state and groped to put on her clothes…
"I can't go on," Wen Han said to the system. "I really can only stay one more night. If I stay any longer, I won't want to leave."
"...Host, these cookies are available in regular supermarkets."
"Luckily, I'm poor now." Wen Han was so grateful for the first time. "Otherwise, living such a comfortable life every day, I definitely wouldn't have any motivation to take revenge."
"Brother," Jing Zhao asked, "I heard the Shen family went bankrupt, is that true?"
Jing Feng felt a stomachache upon hearing this: "Yeah, competing with the Gu family resulted in their own family being dragged down with them."
Oh dear, that's so pitiful.
The system said in surprise, "Host, I thought you wouldn't have any pity for rich people."
"No, I just feel sorry for those who have been harmed by the Gu family, even if they are rich."
Wen Han panicked after realizing what she had just said: "Oh no, could it be that my heart has softened as my material conditions have improved?"
Jing Yu said calmly, "At least it's just bankruptcy, there are no debts."
Jing Zhao imagined the scene: "But bankruptcy is terrible! You might not have a single penny left. My goodness, just think about it, how hard would it be to not have a single penny!"
Wen Han was unexpectedly mentioned, and she smiled in response: "It is indeed me."
Seeing that Jing Zhao had been sullen and saddened for the Shen family all night, Wen Han shook her head: "She probably never imagined that the Jing family would go bankrupt in the future."
Wait, Wen Han suddenly realized something.
He knew roughly what would happen next, but he didn't have the money to change anything, while the Jing family was rich.
If we could cooperate with Jingyu, wouldn't we no longer have to worry about money?
But Jingyu didn't know what Gu Cheng would do in the future. Wen Han rested her chin on her hand; Jingyu was looking at something, and Wen Han glanced at it but couldn't understand.
He casually recalled, "On my way here today, I met a middle school student on the subway."
Jing Yu raised his eyes, and Wen Han pretended to be surprised, saying, "I was startled. Guess who he looks like?"
"Hmm... let me guess, looks like you?"
"no."
"Looks like me?"
"No." It's not that pretty either.
Why does this guess seem so strange? Wen Han prompted, "It's related to someone you dislike."
"Gu Cheng."
"Yes, I'm telling you, that kid doesn't have a father, and he looks a lot like Gu Cheng—of course, his character is much better than Gu Cheng's. Do you think he and Gu Cheng might be brothers?"
Jing Yu smiled: "You met him on the subway?"
"yes."
Jing Yu said slowly, "You two have become familiar with each other in such a short time?"
Wen Han replied modestly, "It's alright, it's alright."
"Is that so?" Jing Yu pondered for a moment and said, "I'll have someone investigate."
Wen Han was delighted to hear this; she wished she could also find out the addresses of the other five people.
——
Jing Feng had someone clean up the room that Jing Zhao had moved out of earlier. Upon hearing this, Jing Zhao immediately ran downstairs and shouted, "No, no, that room is haunted!"
Wen Han shivered: "System, did I hear that right?"
"Host, don't be afraid. There are no ghosts in the world. This is a school drama, not a supernatural drama."
Jing Feng scolded, "Nonsense, where did this ghost come from when everything is perfectly fine at home?"
Jing Zhao pursed her lips and whispered a reminder to Wen Han before going upstairs: "It's true, it was haunted the first day I moved in."
Wen Han: "......"
*
Wen Han lay on the soft bed, feeling completely melted.
Never mind, this bed is so comfortable, and there's a nice air conditioner blowing, so he doesn't care if it's haunted.
"Waaaaah...waaaah..."
Wen Han immediately sat up: "System, did you hear anything?"
"No."
Is there a draft somewhere? Wen Han got up to check the window, but there were no gaps. She checked the door, but there was nothing wrong with it either.
Wen Han shrank back into bed, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.
The room was so dark and quiet you could hear a pin drop. Wen Han felt sleepy, yawned, and closed her eyes again.
"Waaaaah... Waaaaah..."
"Oh my god!" Wen Han was now truly certain that something was crying. "System, there really is a ghost!"
Even if the room was comfortable, he couldn't stay there any longer. Wen Han rolled off the bed in a disheveled state, fumbled for his slippers, and hurriedly ran to Jing Yu's room.
It's almost one o'clock, and Jingyu is still awake, with a small lamp lit by her bedside.
"Wen Han, what's wrong?"
Wen Han was horrified: "That room is really haunted!"
He recalled, "Judging from the voice, it was a young female ghost."
Jing Yu smiled gently and said, "If you're scared, you can sleep in my room."
"Thank you." Jing Yu's bed looked like it could easily sleep four people. Wen Han slipped to the other side and climbed onto the bed, still shaken: "Has anyone ever lived in this house before?"
Could it be a haunted house?
"No," Jingyu comforted him. "Maybe it's just the sound of the wind."
"I hope so." Wen Han closed her eyes and then opened them again. "Jing Yu, aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"
Jingyu dimmed the lamp and said softly, "I'm not sleepy, you should go to sleep first."
Wen Han closed her eyes.
——
"System, what time is it?"
"Host, are you having trouble sleeping?" the system asked in surprise. "An hour has already passed."
"This bed is too soft, I can't sleep on it," Wen Han said in despair. "Even if I were to live a good life, I wouldn't be able to adapt. It seems that I'm poor to the core."
He opened his eyes; there was still a faint light in the room.
Wen Han turned her head away. Jing Yu was already asleep, but the light was still on.
"Why isn't the light off?" Wen Han was too lazy to get out of bed, so she propped herself up and walked over Jing Yu to turn off the light.
The light was placed a bit far away, so Wen Han moved her body over there and glanced at Jing Yu, afraid of waking him up. She saw that he was frowning and his face was very pale.
...Jing Yu is still insisting there's nothing wrong with the house. One room is haunted, and the other gives you nightmares the moment you fall asleep—this house just doesn't look right!
"Do you think you can wake someone who's having a nightmare?" Wen Han asked. "I think I've read somewhere that you can't wake a sleepwalker."
The system replied, "That shouldn't be the case."
"Jingyu, Jingyu," Wen Han whispered as she patted his chest.
Jing Yu suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were unfocused for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.
Did you have a nightmare?
Jing Yu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "Mmm."
He asked, "Did I disturb you?"
Wen Han told the truth: "No, it's just that your bed is too comfortable for me to sleep."
Jing Yu got up, took a sip of water, and turned off the light. Wen Han teased, "You said your sister's predictions were inaccurate, but you clearly had a nightmare."
Seeing that he didn't speak, Wen Han suggested, "Why don't you change rooms like your sister did? Maybe that will help."
“It’s no use,” Jing Yu said calmly. “I have the same nightmare every night.”
The same nightmare... this must be a physical problem, right? Wen Han said anxiously, "Should we see a psychologist?"
"I've tried many methods, but none of them have helped."
"Are you under too much pressure?" Wen Han asked. "What was the content of your dream?"
Jing Yu turned his head away, the light went out, and Wen Han couldn't see his dark pupils staring at her.
Jing Yu slowly said, "I dreamt that Gu Cheng will bankrupt the Jing family in the future."
In the quiet of the night, Wen Han could hear her heart pounding wildly.
Jing Yu chuckled softly: "Wen Han, I thought you would say that dreams are always the opposite of reality."
Wen Han opened his mouth. These things were all true. How could he refute them?
“The scenes in the dream were so real and vivid that I was a little scared.” Jing Yu’s breath seemed to be right next to his ear. “I dreamt that my older brother jumped off a building and died, and Xiao Zhao died because she couldn’t afford medical treatment.”
Wen Han felt a little unwell; whenever he felt unwell, he would experience shortness of breath.
"It's okay, at least nothing has happened yet," he comforted somewhat awkwardly. "At worst, your family just shouldn't offend Gu Cheng."
Jing Yu said softly, "But I'm not reconciled."
Wen Han was stunned.
“If I hadn’t had this dream, maybe I would have avoided the Gu family, but this nightmare has been bothering me every day, it’s just too unbearable.” Jing Yu sighed. “I can’t bear to see Gu Cheng safe and sound.”
I'm not reconciled either.
Wen Han whispered, "I hate Gu Cheng too."
"I'll help you, and you'll help me, right, Jingyu?"
——
Wen Han goes to bed late and gets up late.
"Wen Han, how did you sleep last night?" Jing Zhao noticed that the dark circles under his eyes were even more pronounced and asked him softly, "Did you run into that?"
Wen Han nodded: "I heard a woman crying."
"I knew it!" Jing Zhao suddenly felt confident. "That room really is haunted!"
Jing Feng also began to have doubts: "Could it really be a ghost?"
After lunch, Jing Zhao gave Wen Han a small paper bag before they left.
Jing Feng asked alertly, "What is this? Why haven't I seen you bring anything while I've been at work for so long?"
"I have more tarot cards and interpretation books if you're interested."
Jing Feng immediately looked up at the sky: "No need."
*
"Wen Han." Fang Songxia had arrived at school long ago and waved to Wen Han when she saw her.
"Where did you go last night?" Fang Songxia looked at him and saw that he was clean from head to toe, with no signs of having slept on the street. "Your dad came to my house late last night to ask if you were home. Did you have a fight with your dad?"
"Um."
"He even called your grandfather to ask where you slept last night. I was so worried."
"I'm staying at Jingyu's house."
Fang Songxia exclaimed "Huh?" and said with dissatisfaction, "Why don't you come to my house?"
"Did you go out with your aunt?" Wen Han patted his shoulder to comfort him. "It's okay, I might sleep at your place tonight."
Aren't you going home?
"I'll go back when my dad apologizes."
Fang Songxia didn't know what Wen Han had done yesterday, but hearing him speak so confidently, she naturally assumed it was Wen Qingke's fault.
Wen Ruan arrived unnoticed and said coldly, "Can't you be a little more sensible?"
A note from the author:
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[Kiss] I finally finished playing before 11 o'clock today.
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