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"Your symptoms showed up pretty quickly." Feng Yang looked at Yin Li expressionlessly. What the hell kind of routine is this? "Do you need me to go to the hospital with you and get it confirmed?"

"No." Yin Li gathered his courage and looked at Feng Yang. "I suddenly remembered that there's no history of tuberculosis in my family. I also had a full physical during summer break, and I wasn't sick then."

Yin Li looked at Feng Yang, hesitating several times before finally lowering his head. The 1.92-meter-tall man stared into Feng Yang's eyes and asked earnestly, "You've seen a lot. Do you think there could be another possibility besides tuberculosis for symptoms like mine?"

Yin Li vaguely had a feeling that Feng Yang was probably the same kind of person as him. At the very least, Feng Yang did not reject him. So... could Feng Yang understand what he meant? Did he have that kind of interest in him?

Yin Li felt that he needed to find a way to test the waters, while keeping it as inconspicuous as possible. That way, even if Feng Yang did not understand, or did not feel that way about him and rejected him outright, things would not be awkward between them afterward.

It was rare for him to meet someone who suited him so well. Yin Li did not want to miss the chance.

People who judged by looks were just this straightforward and honest!

Feng Yang looked at Yin Li with an ambiguous smile. "What symptoms do you have right now? Fever all over? Irregular heartbeat? Dazed mental state? Weakness and night sweats? Difficulty breathing, with an occasionally itchy throat?"

Every time Feng Yang listed one, Yin Li nodded once. His pitch-black eyes grew brighter and brighter, and he stared at Feng Yang with a face full of hope. The tail behind him was just short of spinning like a propeller.

He felt certain that Feng Yang had understood his feelings.

Feng Yang asked again, "Do you also occasionally feel restless and unable to sleep?"

Yin Li thought about it. Although those symptoms had not appeared yet, they might show up later. He immediately continued nodding without hesitation and volunteered, "Maybe in the later stages, I'll also lose my appetite and have no desire for food or drink."

"Oh!" Feng Yang raised a brow, and a hint of wickedness suddenly appeared on his handsome face. With utter certainty and a grave expression, he concluded, "Based on my analysis, judging from your current symptoms, you have—"

Lovesickness! Yin Li thought with absolute conviction, his tail wagging.

"Menopausal syndrome!"

Huh? Huh? Huh?!

Yin Li's eyes widened in disbelief. His handsome face looked as though it had been struck by lightning, his features cracking apart in an instant.

Yin Li bristled with rage and stared unwillingly at Feng Yang. The 1.92-meter-tall man's presence exploded, making him look like an enormous pufferfish that had gained sentience.

"I said you're very likely suffering from menopausal syndrome." Feng Yang nearly burst out laughing, but forced himself to repeat, "I looked it up online. Menopause generally comes with symptoms like these."

"How can you—" Before Yin Li could finish, his gaze landed on Feng Yang's increasingly radiant face as he tried to suppress his laughter. He understood at once.

"That's not how you mess with people." Yin Li touched his nose awkwardly, while his two perked-up ears drooped.

The 1.92-meter-tall man was a little sad. In twenty years of life, it was rare for him to meet someone who caught his eye, suited his heart, and appealed to his tastes so perfectly. Unfortunately, the other person did not seem to like him very much.

Feng Yang had rejected him tactfully but firmly.

At the thought, Yin Li sadly flicked his tail. His first restrained yet passionate confession had been rejected just like that.

Maybe I was too hasty! We've only known each other for one day!

The books were right. Love at first sight is all about lust at first sight. Feng Yang must think I'm too frivolous, which is why he rejected me.

I should have waited longer.

The 1.92-meter-tall man sank into self-reflection and quickly realized where he had been too abrupt.

Feng Yang had good reason to reject him. Although they had felt incredibly compatible and hit it off the moment they met, they had spent far too little time together.

I should give Feng Yang more time, so he can understand my personal charm!

After reflecting, Yin Li quickly rallied and said, retreating in order to advance, "I must have lost my mind just now. Discussing tuberculosis with you at a gravesite, of all places. No wonder you thought I had menopausal syndrome. Don't worry, I'm not usually like this. I'm actually an especially steady, reserved, mature, devoted man. I must have been so scared by those ghosts that my worldview became unstable."

"I've never met anyone who discussed tuberculosis with me at a gravesite before, either." Feng Yang's smile was teasing, and his gaze remained fixed on Yin Li. Then he changed the subject. "But it's pretty interesting. I like it."

Like?

Yin Li's ears perked up, and he instinctively straightened his back.

How many meanings did Feng Yang's "like" have? Did he mean it literally? Was it just a polite phrase? Or did he mean like in that literal sense?

Yin Li's emotions, which had only just calmed down, became restless again. It felt as though countless claws were scratching at his heart, and he desperately wanted to spin in circles on the spot.

Unfortunately, Feng Yang did not give Yin Li another chance to ask. Miss Vengeful Ghost had already returned with the fleeing production crew members. Everyone had been dragged back unconscious by Miss Vengeful Ghost. A mid-level vengeful ghost was far stronger than a newly born low-level one. For the spellcasting in the dream that followed, she did not even need the Vengeful Ghost Talisman's help anymore. Huo Yanran could handle the entire scene herself.

"I feel full of power right now." Miss Vengeful Ghost smugly flew in an S-shape over the graveyard, preparing to make her big move. "I'm going to start taking revenge."

Feng Yang ignored the high-spirited Miss Vengeful Ghost. He looked worriedly at the police officers, bodyguards, and production crew members piled beside the graveyard by Miss Vengeful Ghost, unsure how they could explain the missing stretch of everyone's memories after waking them.

In the end, Yin Li came up with the solution. "If we can't explain it, then don't. Just say we passed out too and only just woke up. Once we woke up, we were busy waking everyone else and had no idea what happened."

After a pause, Yin Li pointed at the damaged cameras casually tossed beside several cameramen and said cruelly, "Compared with that, I think Director Li and the others will be more concerned about what to do if the equipment is broken."