Ruan Han raised his head from the water and wiped his face. He was excited. He thought his idea had been pretty good.
After leaving the bathroom, Ruan Han picked up his phone and called someone.
I saw the name on the call screen: "Brother Kai."
"Hey, Brother Kai. Sorry to call so late. Yeah, I came up with a scene. Hear me out and tell me what you think..." Ruan Han said enthusiastically.
I figured this was shortly after Ruan Han had accepted a job from that ghost company. He probably hadn't encountered anything strange yet and was simply treating it as work, trying every possible way to meet the client's demands.
He talked with Brother Kai for a long time. In the end, they agreed to discuss it in detail at the company the next day.
After hanging up, Ruan Han felt completely at ease and slept soundly.
The dream scene changed.
The surroundings shifted from Ruan Han's bedroom to a film studio.
I saw the scene Ruan Han had imagined earlier: a cramped bathroom, a tiny bathtub, cartoon shower curtains and a nonslip mat...
"Pour out this body wash. I said empty everything inside. I want an empty bottle. Leave just a little, no more than half." A man in a leather jacket and leather pants directed the crew.
I saw the yin energy around him. But the strongest concentration wasn't on the man—it was throughout the entire space.
People and ghosts darted around the studio.
Ruan Han seemed completely unaware of it all. He was still talking with the man in leather, arranging the set.
"Ah Han, you really have a talent for this," the man in leather praised. "I told you, you've got a gift for it. Being an ordinary designer is a waste of