"Did you get the date wrong?" Bai Yuechen asked.
"I couldn't have gotten it wrong. I checked the newspaper this morning. My... my sister was divorced, and her ex-family even had it published in the newspaper. I... I'll go buy a newspaper..."
Chu Meng struggled to get up, but she was so terrified, so scared, that her legs were too weak to stand. She tried to get up several times, but fell back to the ground.
In a panic, she threw herself into Bai Yuechen's arms, sobbing, "There must be a ghost, there has to be a ghost. Bai Yuechen, I must have seen a ghost."
Apart from a ghost, no one could have brought her back from Liangxi to Haidu in just half an hour.
Perhaps after crying and cursing for a while, or maybe because she was too frightened and mentally exhausted, Chu Meng fell asleep not long after.
As the two of them nestled together in sleep, suddenly a group of reporters burst into the abandoned courtyard, snapping a few photos of them with their cameras.
