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"There's really a ghost!? What exactly does that ghost look like? "

Lin Jia said as she slightly raised her brows and looked at me in shock.

I pursed my lips, as if I didn't know what to say to her.

After thinking about it for a moment, I said to her, "It's actually quite similar to what was shown in the movie."

Other than that, I don't know how else to explain it.

With that, Lin Jia no longer spoke, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

I didn't pester this matter any longer, and when I looked up and saw Xia Ranxue's bed, I always had a bad premonition, but I couldn't say anything.

After making the bed, I got into bed. I felt very tired, so I went to sleep early today.

The night was getting deeper and colder. The moon had already put on a light layer of clothes.

The sound of light footsteps could be heard in the corridor. It was intermittent, causing me to be unable to fall asleep. I raised my head to look, but I didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

But I just couldn't sleep.

Gradually, not only were there light footsteps, but there was also the faint sound of breathing, as if it were right next to my ear. It scared me.

However, when he thought of the amulet on his body, he gradually calmed down and fell asleep.

I don't know when, a cool breeze blowing, I do not know where I am, only that I feel a little headachy.

"Ling, Ling... Where are you... "Mom misses you so much. Why haven't you come to accompany me yet …"

Suddenly, his mother's voice came to his ears, bringing with it a hint of sadness, as if he was very sad.

As I walked along, I didn't see her. Instead, her voice became louder and louder.

I cover my head as I look at the surroundings filled with white fog. I can't find the end. I don't even know which direction my mother's voice is coming from.

"Mom, where are you?"

I was very worried about my mother, but I couldn't see her. I was very anxious and a little dizzy.

"Ling, I'm here. Come quickly..."

Hearing mother's voice again, I immediately head towards the source of the sound. However, there was still a white fog, and we couldn't even see a shadow.

I spoke again, but there was no answer.

The more I did so, the more worried I became.

"Mommy! Mommy!"

Suddenly, I sat up. My forehead was full of sweat, my breathing was tight, and my heartbeat sped up.

Only after taking a good look at his surroundings did he realize that he was just having a dream.

However, thinking about the truth in her dreams, she felt a little scared. In the future, this sort of thing would really happen. After all, the last time I went home, something went wrong with my mother.

"Ling, what's wrong?"

Lin Jia looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"It's fine, I need to go home. Do you want to come with me?"

Lin Jia nodded and accompanied me back home.

When I got home, my mother was making handmade, which was how she usually made money.

"Mom, are you alright?"

Hearing my words, my mother shook her head and laughed. "I'm fine. Why did you suddenly come back? Why didn't you call my mother to prepare lunch?"

I smiled and said, "If you want to cook, I will be the one to cook. I am your daughter, so I should be filial to you."

Seeing my mother is fine, only then can I feel at ease, but my heart always feels a little bit of unease, but I can't put my finger on it.

My mother couldn't keep her mouth shut when she heard me.

After lunch and staying with my mother for quite a while, I didn't discover anything unusual, so I returned to school.

"Ling, why do you look so worried?"

I shook my head. "It's fine. It's because I had a nightmare and always felt like something was going to happen."

Lin Jia lightly patted on my shoulder as she consoled me, "Ling, don't think too much into it, how could so many bad things happen?"

"Yes."

What Lin Jia said made sense, I shouldn't be so worried, I should focus on my studies.

Returning to the dorm, Liu Meng had already returned.

However, she didn't look too good and was leaning against the wall gloomily.

Lin Jia and I saw it and walked over. I asked, "Liu Meng, what's wrong with you?"

It was as if I had received some kind of injury. It was a sad look on my face. It really pained me to see this.

Liu Meng raised her head and saw her red eyes that were filled with tears.

Lin Jia put her hand on Liu Meng's shoulder and asked: "Liu Meng, what exactly happened?"

Judging from her appearance, it was obvious that nothing good had happened.

"My mom is gone."

With a few words, we instantly understood what she meant.

I wanted to comfort Liu Meng, but suddenly felt like I was stuck in a trap, unable to say a single word.

Lin Jia consoled them by the side with a few words, but Liu Meng did not say anything. In the end, she said, "I want to calm down."

After that, Lin Jia busied herself with other things. My mood was inexplicably bad, and seeing her suffering, I wanted to cry as well, because I missed my father.

In his mind, he saw his loving appearance and a happy smile.

Thinking about Bai Xueying again, she really is a mystery, even my mother isn't willing to tell me one more thing about her.

I knew that my mother must know something.

A few days passed, and it was very calm. Nothing happened, and all of my worries and worries were gone as well. Liu Meng also slowly walked out from her sadness.

But a phone call broke the silence.

"What?" How could this be? "

Liu Meng took the phone, her face was anxious, as though something had happened, causing her to be extremely agitated.

"Alright, I'll go back then."

After hanging up, Liu Meng sat on the bed in pain and knocked on the wall twice.

Deep pain was hidden within those eyes.

"Liu Meng, who is it?"

Lin Jia opened her mouth the closest to her.

"My father."

After listening to her answer, he wondered if her father thought that she had killed her mother.

From her gaze, one could tell that Liu Meng was about to encounter something terrifying.

"You want to go home?"

Lin Jia asked again.

Liu Meng nodded with a sorrowful expression.

"If you have anything to say, just say it. We'll help you."

Liu Meng shook her head, it seemed like she didn't want to say it, but she wouldn't say it, because I couldn't help but to worry for her, because no matter how I looked at it, she seemed to be in trouble.

I believe in my own intuition.

"Liu Meng, believe us, don't make us worry, you can choose not to tell us what happened, but you have to tell us why you want to go home and what you want to do?"