Yuan Haoze hasn't come back to his senses for a long time and has been staring at Yi Xin silly to clean up the situation in front of him.

Yi Xin seemed to be very accustomed to doing such things. She dragged Li Feifei's body into the room, picked up paper on the ground, wiped off the blood on the door frame, and used a mop to clean the blood in the corridor and the entrance.

The door was closed.

Yuan Haoze and Li Feifei's corpses were almost stuck together. He could touch the corpse anytime he moved his legs. Li Feifei's face was pressed to the ground, and his eyes were still open. There was no light in those eyes, but it also reflected the scenery in front of him. Yuan Haoze was not in those eyes, but Yuan Haoze always looked at those eyes unconsciously.

The sound of water came from the bathroom.

Yi Xin washed the mop and walked out.

The sound of footsteps finally woke Yuan Haoze up.

He looked up blankly and saw Yi Xin leaning over slightly.

"Haoze, are you okay?"

The gentle tone and nice voice are not at all different from the past.

Yuan Haoze shivered in Yi Xin's concerning gaze.

He felt that Yi Xin's eyes were terrifying than Li Feifei's eyes that were dying with her eyes now.

He couldn't speak, and he couldn't even move if he wanted to escape. He didn't know where he should go, and why he wanted to escape.

Yi Xin squatted down beside Yuan Haoze, "Haoze, what happened? Isn't she a patient in the hospital? That mental patient..."

"Yes! Mental illness! She is mentally ill!" Yuan Haoze suddenly realized, and after shouting, Yi Xin covered his mouth.

Yi Xin had just washed the mop, but although his hands were dry, they were still chilling.

Yuan Haoze only felt that the chill was pouring into his body.

Yi Xin looked at Yuan Haoze, and his eyes did not change, "Don't shout. No one came to see him so loudly just now. Maybe your neighbor is not at home. But you can't scream like this."

Yi Xin said something very reasonable, but Yuan Haoze heard other meanings from it.

Before he could think about it, he heard Yi Xin continue, "What did she come to you for?"

Yi Xin asked in a tempting manner: "What's the matter with her when she's looking for you?"

Yuan Haoze only felt that this question was very familiar. If there was not a corpse lying in front of him, he would have responded to his girlfriend's question calmly.

Yuan Haoze opened his mouth, and could not think of how to answer Yi Xin's question for a while.

"Did she come to you just because she is sick?"

"I'm sick?" Yuan Haoze retelled Yi Xin's words helplessly.

"Yes, isn't she mentally ill?"

"Yes, she is mentally ill..." Yuan Haoze said this, but the impulse surged in his heart.

This Fan Xiaoshi was definitely not a mental illness and came to find her. She was not hospitalized for treatment because of her mental illness.

Yuan Haoze grabbed Yi Xin's hand and looked at Yi Xin urgently.

Yi Xin's expression was exactly the same as before, she just cared about him and showed such a sincere expression.

Yuan Haoze felt relieved, "No, it's not a disease. It's not a mental illness."

Yi Xin's eyes changed subtly, and emotions flashed through her eyes.

Yuan Haoze didn't notice Yi Xin's changes at all, but just grabbed her hand hard.

"She is not sick or mentally ill." Yuan Haoze emphasized, "It's really not. She is... She has met a ghost and was possessed by a ghost."

After saying this, Yuan Haoze seemed to have taken off his burden and his body was about to fall back.

"She was possessed by a ghost. There was really a ghost. The ghost was on the top of the ghost... I saw that ghost. It was a female ghost. There was also a terrifying thing, it should be a little ghost, a child. It was dark... They entangled her and found me again. Two ghosts... She was just being entangled by a ghost, and she became like that. What might be the two ghosts... It was mother and son, they were mother and son, but the female ghost was very afraid of that little ghost. Maybe it was not a mother and son. Maybe the female ghost was also entangled and killed by the ghost."

Yuan Haoze lowered his eyes and fell into his imagination for a moment, unable to extricate himself. He poured out all his guesses. The experience of encountering ghosts in the past two days was also repeated in his mind.

The more he recalls this way, the more he believes in his thoughts.

He seemed to have experienced a horror movie himself, and entered the movie to experience it.

That Fan Xiaoshi is dead.

But those two ghosts didn't know where to go.

It may be dead, it may still be there. It may still appear.

When Yuan Haoze thought of this, he trembled in fear.

He felt the warm and soft hands in his palms, and remembered that there was someone in front of him.

His girlfriend.

Appeared at a critical moment, I immediately cared about his situation, listened to his narrative, and also dealt with...the body...

"That's terrible."

Yuan Haoze heard Yi Xin's voice.

He didn't see Yi Xin's expression, and when he raised his eyes, he was held in his arms by Yi Xin.

Yi Xin held his head like a child, stroked the back of his head, and patted his back.

"Did you really see that kind of thing? Have you been seeing that kind of thing all these two days? It's so scary... Fortunately you're fine. You fainted yesterday because of this?"

Yuan Haoze nodded subconsciously and answered Yi Xin's question first.

Yi Xin held his face up.

The two looked at each other.

Yuan Haoze was still a little confused, and only saw Yi Xin's unchanging care.

"Luckily you're fine. It's great. Luckily you're fine."

Yuan Haoze was hugged by Yi Xin again.

Yi Xin's jaw pressed against his shoulders, and his head was pressed against his head.

Yuan Haoze did not hug Yi Xin back. He saw the body lying in the porch.

"It should be fine now, right? This person is dead..." Yi Xin let go of his hand.

Yuan Haoze was shocked by Yi Xin's "death" and turned his head stiffly to look at Yi Xin.

Yixin looked at the corpse on the ground with pity, "She was killed by a ghost."

"Ah... it's... it's being ghosted..." Yuan Haoze couldn't help but agree.

"It's so pitiful..."

"Um……"

Yuan Haoze was absent-minded and his thoughts were a little confused.

"Those two ghosts probably won't come. These people are dead... They have no grudges with you, either." Yi Xin said again.

She knew more than anyone else that the two ghosts would not appear again.

Li Feifei and her child disappeared.

For her child, her long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, and as a ghost, it will naturally disappear.

As for Li Feifei, she seemed to be dragged down by Fan Xiaoshi's body.

She was too obsessed with this body. Or rather, she was too obsessed with resurrection and wanted to start her life again.

The fear of her children and the fear of death killed her.

It’s not that Yi Xin cannot understand Li Feifei’s thoughts. Many people are like this, and their definition of self is limited to a narrow cage. Living people cannot accept the existence of ghosts and are afraid of the existence of ghosts. Therefore, when they die, they cannot continue their lives as ghosts. Such people are not the vast majority, but they are definitely not a minority.

Yi Xin looked at Yuan Haoze.

"Will they come here?" Yuan Haoze asked in panic.

"Yes, I won't find it anymore. It's okay, Haoze, it's okay." Yi Xin hugged Yuan Haoze's shoulder.

Yuan Haoze looked at Yi Xin and then at the corpse on the ground, "What should I do now... now?"

He did not fully believe in Yi Xin's words of comfort, but the reality in front of him always needs him to deal with more than what might happen in the future.

The reality is that there is a body in his house, lying in the entrance hall of his house, knocking on his house door, and there is a huge wound made from the lock of his house on his forehead.
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