Lu Xun was shocked when Song Xing Xing had suddenly hugged him. He heard the words 'ghost' and thought that this girl was playing a trick on him. When he noticed her trembling shoulder, this suspicion was dispelled immediately. Song Xing Xing does not seem as if she was joking.
"Hey, calm down." His hand halted midair. After a brief hesitation, Lu Xun patted her shoulder. "It's alright. There is no such thing as a ghost. Perhaps you are mistaken."
Song Xing Xing heard his words and had the urge to cry. She knew what she saw. "I saw it. It's in there." She pulled away and pointed at the office again. "Producer Ming's computer was turned on."
Lu Xun frowned when he saw the tears on her face. "There should be an explanation for that. Maybe someone is playing tricks on you."
Song Xing Xing took a deep breath to calm down. She pondered over Lu Xun's words and thought that they make sense.
