"Was it a false accusation?"
Luo Qianxun looked at Jiang Xinjie with sarcasm. "If you're free of guilt, you wouldn't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. With all the guilty deeds you've done, have you ever been scared?"
Upon hearing the word 'ghost', Jiang Xinjie covered her ears in terror. "Stop talking!"
She had been having a hard time sleeping, always feeling Zhao Jie near her. This prolonged fear hadn't diminished over time.
She had started to seem rather neurotic, her eyes glazed over.
Shen Liya noticed something was wrong with Jiang Xinjie and grabbed her shoulders. "Xinjie, what's going on with you?"
"It's obvious she's done something to feel guilty about."
Luo Qianxun gazed at Jiang Xinjie with sarcasm. Jiang Xinjie's neurotic appearance was clearly abnormal.
"I didn't... I didn't..."
A vacant look filled Jiang Xinjie's eyes as she shook her head. Suddenly she froze, seeing Zhao Jie waving at her from a distance.
"No!"
