Su Ming was stunned. "But...but, Wenwen, he hit..."
"You're always like this!" Wenwen chuckled in disappointment. "Haven't you ever seen ghosts harming humans?"
"No!" Su Ming opened his mouth, but a hint of regret quickly appeared on his face. He rushed over, wanting to hug Wenwen, but she dodged him. He chuckled awkwardly, scratched his head, and earnestly tugged at his girlfriend's hem, his voice gentle, "Wenwen, I was just worried about you. You know I'm very jealous, and I'll be doubly heartbroken if you get hurt!" As he spoke, he hugged his girlfriend, who was clearly softening now, but his gaze towards the top of her head held a scrutinizing quality. "When I see Fangfang, I must thank her!"
"Yes, you must thank me!" Wenwen pouted, her gaze icy as she nestled in Su Ming's arms.
Cheng Shuang, who was squatting in the inner room, rubbed her legs and was about to go out when she heard a voice coming over the school's loudspeaker, "First round of identification: please name the one you believe to be the ghost."
"Tian Dashuo!" Wenwen looked up at Su Ming, her voice soft and sweet, "Su Ming, choose Tian Dashuo! We've already confirmed he's dead. No matter what, let's get through this round, okay?"
Su Ming hesitated, "But Tian Dashuo is from our district!"
"Didn't you always tell me that if a person doesn't look out for themselves, they'll be punished by heaven and earth?!"
Upon hearing this, the little girl suddenly bit her lip. She thought of the most crucial point: Could someone with Tian Dashuo's character help the people in Area B to capture those in Area A, deliberately creating a 'ghost' to win the competition?
But why did he let me go when we met just now?
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