After ringing for three seconds, the other end picked up the phone.
Gao Wei stuttered, "Jingjingjing, come quickly, I see…I see a ghost, she is right outside my…my door, you…you take her away quickly."
There was a clanging sound over there, as if it was the sound of benches, tables and cups.
The man cried out in pain and said anxiously, "Ghost? I'll be right there. Don't hang up yet. Wait for me."
Only then did Gao Wei feel relieved.
Su Yumo took off her high heels and put her feet on the kitten blanket at the door.
Where is the sisterly love you promised?
Just shut her out like that?
But it is a bit scary that someone who has been dead for seventy-six days suddenly appears at your doorstep.
She still appeared in red clothes.
Su Yumo bent down and touched the blanket. There was no dust and there was a smell of jasmine laundry detergent.
It’s freshly washed, just right.
She sat cross-legged on the blanket, her back against the door.
She just stayed here and refused to leave, as she didn't believe that the woman inside wouldn't come out.
Gao Wei has to find food, she can't cook for herself.
Unless she had been studying cooking during the time she was dead.
When Xiao Xingchu received a call from Gao Wei, he heard the word "ghost" and his hands moved so fast that he knocked over the Junshan Yinzhen tea he had just brewed.
The tea burned his trousers.
My legs were still steaming as I drove, rushing into the elevator and running down the corridor.
I saw a woman in red meditating at her girlfriend's door.
The face of the woman in red was exactly the same as the one he saw on the tombstone.
Xiao Xingchu stopped, swallowed his saliva, and asked with trembling legs:
"Su... Yumo?"
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