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"Ding Ling Ling", the bell for the end of class rang, "Alright, students, today's class will end here. Remember to practice when you get down." I hurried out of the classroom as if I had been reborn.

Walking back to my dorm room by myself, the weather had just begun to turn cold in the early autumn. A breeze was blowing, and I couldn't help but shiver and quicken my pace. Just then, his phone rang, it was his dorm mate's phone, "Xiao Xingxing, are you afraid by walking alone at night?" I had a toothache when I heard her cheap voice.

"Stop, don't mention it."

I stayed where I was. Although reason told me not to turn around and leave, I had never been rational in my actions. Unknowingly, I had already turned my body back.

He had inky black hair that was tied in half and a wooden hairpin stuck in it. The exact material wasn't obvious, but it could be seen that the workmanship wasn't that exquisite, and it didn't seem to match his entire temperament. Although I never knew what was good for him, I could tell that his red clothes were definitely not bad at all.

On his thumb, there was an emerald jade thumb ring with complicated patterns engraved on it. It was obvious that he wasn't a common person. It was strange that there was a ring on his finger. It's style was unexpectedly very modern.

The sound of the zither seemed to have come from a distant past, melodious and profound, passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, causing ripples to form in my heart. After the end of the song, I was struck dumb by what I heard, and blankly stared at the red-clothed man. Suddenly, he raised his head, and I could clearly see his face, facial features that were deep and profound, as though he was a beautiful man dressed in ancient clothing. He was a full head taller than me, and I could clearly feel his breath hitting on my forehead.

His eyes shone like black gems in the night, like a bottomless pit capable of captivating one's soul. With just a glance, he sank within, unable to extricate himself.

"My wife, you finally came to find your husband." His voice was pleasant to hear, carrying traces of laziness and joy, but it was still cold.

I shivered and ran away, thinking: Love is still a sex maniac, although he looks like I like him, but the type is not right.

As I ran, I yelled, "I'm not your wife! Big Brother Ghost, let me go! I'll definitely burn a lot of paper money for you!"

Suddenly, I tripped over a rock by the roadside and fell onto the ground. When I saw him step by step towards me, my heart sank to the bottom of the valley. I was so anxious that tears fell from my eyes as I struggled to kneel on the ground and kowtowed to him, "I beg you, please let me go. I haven't been in a relationship before. I don't want to die."

He squatted down in front of me and lifted my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. "My wife, are you that afraid of me? Do you know how long I've waited for you?" There was a hint of injury in his eyes, and his eyes were dim.

I was stunned for a moment. "But I really don't know you. Humans and ghosts have different paths, there won't be a good ending." I said weakly.

Suddenly he grabbed my arms and pulled me up from the ground and pulled me into his arms and pressed me close to his chest. His chest was very firm and pressed tightly against his chest, and I discovered that his body was also very cold.

I pressed my body against his heart, but I couldn't hear any heartbeats. It brought me back to reality, so I quickly pushed him away.

There was a trace of anger on his face, but it was gone in a flash. His lips moved slightly, revealing a charming smile. "It's fine. You forgot that it was all right. Just remember our present situation."

I rolled my eyes. "I really don't wish for us to have anything more to do with each other. Let's part ways here!" I turned around to escape.

He grabbed my hand and yanked me back into his arms, one hand under my chin, the other around my waist. Before I could react, I felt a cold sensation on my lips.

My heart sank. I had left my first kiss for eighteen years, and I still wanted to leave it to my Prince Charming, but he was snatched away by a ghost just like that. I used my hands to support his chest and tried to escape his embrace, but I didn't expect him to be so strong.

He was tossing and turning on my lips, and as I clenched my teeth to keep him from getting any closer, there was a sudden pang of pain on my lips. Damn, dog, and then he slipped his tongue into my mouth while I was in pain, and he kept teasing me with his tongue.

Just as I was about to suffocate, he finally let go of me. He wiped the corner of his mouth and gave a devilish smile.

I randomly wiped the corner of my mouth and took a step back. "Pervert."

"Alright, it's getting late. Your husband will send you back."

"No need, how can I trouble you?" I hastily refused.

"My wife's matters are my matters, I wish for nothing more." After saying that, he grabbed my waist and felt a gust of wind blow by. I subconsciously closed my eyes before opening them again. I was actually at the foot of the dormitory. I looked around vigilantly. Fortunately, there was no one around.

"My wife's 18th birthday is coming up in a few days, right? Your husband will have a big gift for you then." He pushed my windblown hair back behind my ears and went soft.

"No need, no need. Let's forget about the martial arts world." I shook my head like a rattle.

"Bai Jing, remember my name." As if he hadn't heard me, he continued speaking.

He took out a ring that was exactly the same as the one on his index finger. He pulled my hand and put the ring on my index finger.

I carefully looked at the ring, "Aren't novels about family heirlooms? Your ring is way too modern, isn't it?" I kept ridiculing it, but when I looked up, no one else was there. At this moment, Su Ye walked towards me from the door of the dormitory, "Xiao Xingxing, who are you talking to?"

"Nope, I'm just talking to myself." I shook my head and pulled Su Ye towards the dorm. I sighed in my heart.

When I returned to the dorm, my mind was filled with everything that had just happened, my mind was in a mess. I didn't even hear what Su Ye had said to me.

Su Ye could no longer hold it in and shouted loudly, "Xiang Yu Xing!" "Ah, what's wrong?" I was so frightened by her that I put my hand to my heart, which was pounding with fright.

Su Ye grabbed my hand, and looked at the storage ring with a vulgar smile, "Xiao Xingxing, I realized that your life has recently been in danger from a peach blossom. Tell me, which little brother gifted you this?"

I pushed her face away from me and said in disgust, "It's not a little brother, it's a ghost brother."

Su Ye's eyes lit up. "Such a thrill, I wonder what blind pervert she is, is she handsome?"

Knowing that Su Ye didn't believe me, I couldn't be bothered to explain. After all, if not for what happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it either.

After a night of dancing lessons, I felt unwell and decided to take a shower first.

In the bathroom, hot water was pouring down my body and warming up slowly. I wiped the water off my face and suddenly felt like a ray of light was staring at my back. I turned my head immediately, but there was nothing there.

Remembering today's experience, I hastily washed off the foam on my body and hurriedly washed up before lying down on my bed.

Su Ye was sleeping right in front of me. The moonlight was shining through the glass window all the way to the dormitory. I could vaguely see her ungraceful sleeping posture.

"Su Ye, are you asleep? I can't fall asleep." I whispered to her.

"Mm, what's wrong?" Su Ye's voice transmitted over, as though she was awakening from a dream, light as a feather, and completely unreal.

"Do you think there's a ghost in this world?"

"What are you thinking about? Go to sleep. There's class tomorrow morning." Su Ye muttered and turned her body, and not long later, I heard her breathing.

I looked at the moonlit dormitory and felt less fear. I closed my eyes and counted myself.