"How is that possible? The floors above the fourth floor have never been rented out, they've always been vacant."
"So, is it a ghost?" Jiang Ruan laughed.
Finally, she continued, "Whether it's a person or a ghost, get it all out of here. I don't like people wandering around above my head."
She particularly liked the environment here and didn't want to move again.
"Alright, I'll look into it."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ruan looked up at the ceiling.
There was no sound coming from upstairs anymore.
It was as if it had all been an illusion.
Was it a ghost?
With this thought in mind, she squints and licks her lips.
This would be very interesting indeed.
The upstairs remained quiet, and she soon forgot the incident and started tidying up the room.
The night was deep.
The outside was silent, and most people had already gone to sleep.
There was no one moving around outside.
Jiang Ruan packed up some trash.
