Xiao Min and Zeng Yurou were walking on the way home.
"Did you feel something just now?" Zeng Yurou asked.
"Yeah, the beads on my wrist were burning hot just a moment ago." Xiao Min handed the jade bracelet she was wearing to Zeng Yurou to see, "My grandma asked this from a great master for me."
"So there really are ghosts?" Zeng Yurou asked with a shudder.
"I don't know, maybe not…" said Xiao Min faint-heartedly, but her uncertain tone made Zeng Yurou all the more scared.
At the chime of a bell in the silence, the two screamed and hugged each other. Passersby, who caught sight of their behavior, gave them strange looks. They were obviously deranged.
"That sounded like a mobile ringtone, it's yours." Zeng Yurou sighed a breath of relief knowing she had scared herself and motioned Xiao Min.
"You're right, it's Feng Yanli's." Xiao Min took a look at the screen display, her forehead puckered, and she answered the phone.
