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Switching rooms, Xu Ruohui soon turned off her light and went to sleep. But lying in her room, I couldn’t close my eyes with any peace.
The suicide ghost had been startled away by that strange lightning strike tonight. Would it return? If it did, it would definitely come to this room where I now was…
Thinking this, my scalp prickled again.
The bandage on my palm was stained red with blood again. I smeared some blood with my finger onto the spot between my eyebrows—regardless, preventing ghost possession came first.
I removed the soiled bandage, found a towel in Xu Ruohui’s room, and wrapped it around my hand. Before wrapping it, I brought it to my nose—it smelled fragrant. I’d buy her a new one tomorrow after getting this one dirty.
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