On her way back home, Tong Ya drove very slowly.
There was always a smile on her face, and from time to time she hummed a few lines of a song.
Upon reaching the residential complex, she parked the car and her smile never ceased.
Uncontrollably, she started dancing in the underground garage.
Her arms were wrapped as if resting on someone's shoulders.
With graceful motions, she spun around in the garage, as though there truly was someone facing her and dancing along.
"Ghost ah!"
A shrill scream suddenly erupted, snapping Tong Ya back to reality.
In the middle of the night, dancing a partner's dance alone, and doing so convincingly, was bound to scare someone.
Tong Ya was frightened too, her heart still pounding as she hurriedly went upstairs.
When she ran into the room panting, Tang Xiaowei was still sitting on the sofa staring eagerly at the door.
"What are you doing? Sitting here every night without even turning on the light, you scared me to death!"
