The shadow of red candles is slight, and there are silhouettes of two people on the window.

Bai Xian's hand gently passed through her black hair. The hair root is a little warm, slightly cool down, soft and greasy.

Gu Chen has been shaking.

She gently grabbed Bai Xian's shoulder.

"I... I'm nervous..." She suddenly opened her mouth and interrupted Bai Xian.

Bai Xian tries to untie her. Gu Zhen thinks it's not very good and insists on writing the ghost column.

She thought she would be afraid.

But every time she wrote about the creepy place, she would look at her husband and feel particularly secure.

Her column gradually gained readers. Many readers wrote back to her, saying that her writing was very scary, and she gradually became a little famous writer.

And her remuneration has doubled several times.

"Stone, we have to do something good." Gu Chen said to her husband, "I want to donate half of my monthly remuneration to welfare hall."

Bai Xian is disgusted with welfare hall.

But he knows Gu's meaning - he had a terrible and bloody life. Gu doesn't want to ask deeply, but he resents it.

She wanted to make up for what he had done during that time.

"OK, listen to you." Bai Xian hugged her from behind.

The couple are newly married. It's time for happiness. Haoxue is coming. Bai Xian can't get away so easily.