This time, Ou Lan watched Zhan Lingtao walk into his room before she dared to turn around, nervously heading back to her own room.
Once she closed the door behind her, being in the enclosed space alone, everything in the room seemed like it could produce a flying ghost in a black robe at any moment—damn it, how much she wanted to go looking for Zhan Lingtao?
No, she couldn't go find him; it would be too embarrassing.
Suddenly, she terribly missed Zhan Moxiao. Ghosts are afraid of fierce people, and Bully Xiao would definitely be able to help her exorcise spirits.
Thinking so, she ran to the closet, found a shirt Zhan Moxiao had taken off but not yet washed, and put it on—hoping the residual scent on Bully Xiao's clothes would also repel ghosts.
