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After I woke up, He Xiaoyan threw herself into my arms.
I had initially planned to scold her for leaving the room last night instead of staying put. However, seeing her tears soaking my shirt made me unable to be harsh. I knew she was worried about me.
We continued to stay in our respective rooms for two more nights, and there were no further incidents involving the Malevolent Spirit. The only explanation I could come up with was that the female ghost had taken my Younger Brother of the Netherworld as her unborn child and left Sibei Can behind. Sibei Can must have done something that made the female ghost lose her fixation on that room.
After returning to school, we found Hong Qianqian, who had already slimmed down and returned to her original figure. In the following days, He Xiaoyan spread the legend of our brave fight against the evil spirit. Although many people dismissed it as a joke, these rumors did help boost business at my grandfather's traditional Taoist shop. I was busy juggling school and managing the shop.
Having gone through life-and-death experiences together, He Xiaoyan and I naturally became a couple. In the past, she would often tease me, but it was just her way of getting my attention.
With the shop thriving, I managed to save some money. Not long after graduating from college, He Xiaoyan and I decided to get married. When I asked her where she wanted to go for our honeymoon—whether abroad or domestically—she mischievously smiled and said, "I want to stay at Wan Feng Residence for a few days."
It took me a moment to process the name "Wan Feng Residence," realizing it was the very place where the Malevolent Spirit had appeared. "Are you out of your mind? Going to stay at that haunted inn for our honeymoon?"
"Isn't it no longer haunted? The new owner said that room has been occupied continuously," she replied.
The previous elderly owner of Wan Feng Residence had passed away, and after the new owner took over, all the rooms were renovated. That suite had indeed been occupied consistently since then, with prices returning to normal—much higher than ordinary rooms.
"I don't agree. Besides, we’ve already stayed there before; why go back? If you want an adventure, let's find somewhere more thrilling."
"But I didn’t stay in that suite; I was in the room across from the stairs. And… I'm not looking for an adventure; I want to stay there because it's where we experienced life and death together."
I was left speechless; what were girls really thinking?
"And didn’t you say that the Malevolent Spirit has already taken your brother away?"
Ever since Sibei Can followed the red-clothed ghost, I initially carried the handheld puppet with me, but gradually I stopped bringing it along. After all, I could no longer sense its spiritual power, so carrying it was unnecessary.
Seeing that He Xiaoyan was about to get angry because I didn’t agree with her, I could only say, “Alright, alright, let’s go with what you want.”
When He Xiaoyan and I registered our IDs at the front desk to check in, she rushed ahead and said, “One room, the suite on the fifth floor.”
As we walked into the suite with our luggage, I realized I no longer recognized this room; it had been renovated beyond recognition.
“What’s this? It’s nothing like before,” He Xiaoyan pouted.
“Of course it’s different. They’ve completely renovated it since they opened for business. You insisted on coming here to find a place where you experienced life and death…”
I mimicked her previous tone and expression while speaking, which earned me a few playful hits from her.
Later that evening, after wandering around the village for a while, we returned to the room where she kept teasing me. To be honest, staying in this room made it hard for me to get up; it was truly exhausting.
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