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If it wasn't necrophilia, it was a penchant for killing lovers—Su Qing narrowly escaped with her life.
However, many men are attracted to female corpses, so the danger is likely not limited to Su Qing alone.
"Yes," Zhuang Jing said with a smile, "liking hands is quite common. Most women prefer men with slender, well-defined hands, and there are those like you who appreciate buttocks and long legs."
"..."
Zhuang Jing's smile deepened.
Suddenly, her smile receded by eighty percent, leaving only a faint trace of its former self.
She asked Gu Ran, "Are you scared?"
It was just a simple nightmare, nothing to be scared of, but to catch a cold the next day—to fall ill, to develop a fixation on hands—a mind influenced by a dream, how many people can remain indifferent?
Gu Ran's biggest fear was waking up the next day to find he wasn't himself anymore.
