"Guanxing, why has the character tattooed on your arm disappeared?" Han Fei unconsciously took a step back.
"I don't know either," Zhang Guanxing was utterly confused, "After I met you yesterday, that character gradually faded, and then when the dormitory building's main door opened, the character for 'resentment' completely vanished."
"When the dormitory building's door opened?" Han Fei gently grabbed Zhang Guanxing's arm, using the secret touch that reaches deep into the soul.
The young man before him was indeed Zhang Guanxing, and the array of emotions transmitted from his soul was the same as before.
"Guanxing, in the school legends passed around, has that ghost who faces away from people ever appeared in the dormitory building?"
"It never has. Many students have seen him in the corridors of the academic building. It seems he was killed by his girlfriend, harboring a grudge, and so he lingers in the academic building."
