Ruan Han's body went limp, and he sank to the floor. He lowered his head, still unable to process what had happened.
The man in the leather jacket bent down to look at Ruan Han, then immediately walked away and sat on the sofa in Ruan Han's living room. He even turned on the TV.
The TV blared, its programs changing constantly. A woman's laughter flashed past for an instant.
Ruan Han shuddered and finally lifted his head.
He looked at the man in the leather jacket, then at the TV. Slowly, he got up from the floor and sat down beside him.
The man in the leather jacket said nothing.
Ruan Han was silent for a while, then suddenly covered his face and groaned. "How could this happen... That woman... all that blood..."
"That ghost's killed quite a few people. How'd you end up provoking a lunatic like that?" the man in the leather jacket asked curiously.
Ruan Han shook his head.
"Don't be so down." The man in the leather jacket patted Ruan Han. "This sort of thing is pretty common. Who hasn't run into a lunatic or two in their life? She's dead, so she's become even crazier. She probably didn't seem that way when she was alive."
Ruan Han gave a bitter smile. "All I know is she really wanted to get married. She'd been on lots of blind dates. She had a good job and wanted to find a husband who'd take better care of the family. She died in an accidental fire..."
"She must've suffered a lot when she died. That's probably why she turned into a ghost like this." The man in the leather jacket spread his hands. "That's how these ghosts are. At the moment of death, all they can think about