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Su Anrong immediately pulled the car over to the side, anxiously asking, "Honey, why are you crying?"
"How can I not cry when you've become useless?" I said, growing more upset, and I simply leaned on him and started to cry, wiping my nose on his shirt.
"Haha," Su Anrong laughed instead, patting my back. He didn't mind at all as he helped wipe my tears and snot. "You silly girl, am I really that easy to take down? It's just that my arrangements at your school have been discovered. They've stopped me from doing anything else at your school, so I won't be able to come and go freely anymore. I can't be there whenever you need me, and I'm worried about your safety, which is why I want you to come out. But don't worry, even if some functions are restricted, I can still satisfy you."
Even at a time like this, he was still joking around. I retorted, "Haven't you always claimed to be so powerful that even the King of Hell has to give you some respect? Who could possibly stop you?"
"I could force my way in, but they wouldn't be able to stop me. However, that would put a lot of people at risk. Your school is becoming unsafe; I don't want to watch you fall into danger. So leaving is the best option. If you want to go to another school, I can arrange that for you."
"Will my leaving make the school safe?" If that were the case, I'd be willing to leave.
However, Su Anrong's answer was not what I expected. "Of course not; the danger isn't caused by you."
"Then I shouldn't leave. I can't disregard the safety of my classmates. Garlic Paste, tell me the truth— even if the danger isn't directly caused by me, it still has something to do with me, right?"
Su Anrong didn't answer me, but I already knew the answer.
"I want to stay. No one can pull me away." I'm not some kind-hearted fool, but since I'm partly responsible for this situation, it wouldn't be right for me to abandon everyone and run away.
Due to the earthquake's impact, our school was closed for two days. Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan insisted on coming to my house after they learned that Siyuan was still alive.
After we told them everything that had happened, Gao Lele suddenly declared without hesitation, "Siyuan, don't worry—Qiao Lianjiu will marry you."
"What?" We all looked at her in disbelief.
Gao Lele paused for a moment and looked at us in confusion. "Why are you all staring at me? I'm just speaking the truth! But later on, I have no idea how he ended up liking you."
I thought: Is this what it feels like to get hit while lying down?
Gao Lele quickly comforted me. "Wheat, I didn't mean anything bad. Actually, someone from their dorm told me this. That guy was pursuing me pretty aggressively at the time; we talked about a lot of things, and he mentioned that Qiao Lianjiu likes Siyuan."
Chen Siyuan felt a bit embarrassed and awkwardly adjusted his hat. "Don't joke with me."
"Siyuan, I'm telling the truth. Didn't you used to play basketball with Qiao Lianjiu all the time? Qiao Lianjiu said he really enjoys playing with you because you always lose."
Always lose.
Lose.
Everyone fell silent. "Ghost Hunter, do you really enjoy catching ghosts?" Fang Xiaonan suddenly became excited.
"Of course," Gao Lele and I replied in unison.
"What if Siyuan goes to catch a few ghosts as a gift for Mama Qiao? Do you think Mama Qiao would be happy?"
"That seems somewhat reasonable, but where would we go to catch ghosts?" Offering a gift should touch Mama Qiao, after all. It’s not easy for the Qiao Family to find a human who can catch ghosts. Although Siyuan isn’t human, at least he’s a good ghost.
"Who says it's us going? It's you and Siyuan who will go," Gao Lele quickly corrected me.
"What? Haven't we been discussing this together? Why does it suddenly become me at the crucial moment?"
"Alright, it’s fine, Wheat. Catching ghosts isn't an easy task. Seeing too many ghosts isn't good for your health either. I can handle it myself."
Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan lowered their voices, feeling embarrassed. "Siyuan, we didn't mean it that way."
"I know, I’m not blaming you. When I was alive, I wouldn't casually go catch ghosts either. After all, those things are elusive; you can't see them. Tonight, when I go back to school, I should encounter a few that died in the earthquake. You don’t need to worry."
"Forget it, let’s all go together. What's there to be afraid of if we die?" Gao Lele gritted his teeth and stood up abruptly.
Fang Xiaonan hesitated for a moment before agreeing, "Alright, I'll go too. The more eyes we have, the better; that way, no ghost can sneak up on you from behind."
Su Anrong had been quietly watching television, not participating in our discussion, but at this point, he slammed the remote down on the Tea Table and said, "Nonsense."
We all jumped in surprise. Noticing his displeased expression, I asked, "What's wrong?"
"You can catch any ghost you want, but leave the ones from your school alone," he paused before adding, "That's not something you can handle."
Gao Lele quickly chimed in, "Can you handle it then?"
I immediately sensed Su Anrong's irritation. It was already inconvenient for him to go to our school, let alone catch ghosts. I quickly interrupted Gao Lele, saying, "Alright, we won't go to the school. Let's head to the morgue or the crematorium. The cemetery should work too."
As I spoke, I instinctively glanced at Su Anrong and noticed he didn't object. Then I looked at Gao Lele and the others.
Before they could respond, my phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was Zhang Mengdi again; I couldn't be bothered to deal with her.
"The crematorium and cemetery are a bit far from us; let's just go to the morgue," I suggested.
Fang Xiaonan suddenly had an idea. "How about we go to the morgue where Siyuan had his autopsy?"
Just as we were discussing this, my phone rang again.
It was still Zhang Mengdi.
I answered irritably, "Zhang Mengdi, what do you want?"
But instead of her voice, I heard only a gust of wind—no one was speaking.
"Crazy," I hung up and we continued discussing Chen Siyuan's situation. "I agree; I refuse to believe that not a single trace of Siyuan's body remains."
Just as I finished speaking, my phone rang again. I was about to curse when a low sobbing sound came through the line, like someone who had been holding back tears for a long time—sniffling and shaky. The voice didn't sound like Zhang Mengdi at all.
A wave of unease washed over me as I quickly switched to speakerphone so everyone else could hear too.
The sound of crying echoed intermittently, sometimes carried by the wind, making it hard to hear clearly.
“Zhang Mengdi,” I called out tentatively.
No one responded.
Fang Xiaonan clutched Gao Lele's arm in fear, while Chen Siyuan wore a puzzled expression. Su Anrong's face gradually grew serious.
The atmosphere became tense to the extreme; aside from the sobbing coming from my phone, there was no other sound in the room.
Just then, both Gao Lele and Fang Xiaonan's phones rang simultaneously, the loud ringtone startling us all. But when they saw the caller ID, their faces turned pale.
They raised their phones for us to see, and I widened my eyes in terror.
Both of their calls displayed Zhang Mengdi's name.
But Zhang Mengdi was still on the line with me!
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