"This is my sister's room. If you don't mind, you can sleep here for now."
Qin Manjiang opened the bedroom Qin Manyi had lived in before.
The room was almost completely empty now. She had packed up all her belongings and shipped them to Moon City, and she wouldn't be able to return from Moon City anytime soon.
"Wait here. I'll get you a quilt."
Qin Manjiang turned and went to his own room.
Yu Qinghuan lowered her head. What should have been fear had become an extraordinarily complicated mix of feelings.
Qin Manjiang's actions had completely exceeded her expectations. Her hands had clearly already turned into the hands of that [Wedding Dress] ghost, yet he had still dared to bring her home.
What a strange person...
After he left to get the quilt, Yu Qinghuan lowered her head again and looked at her hands.
From her palms to her wrists, they were an entirely different color from her arms, as though the hands had been abruptly grafted on.
The bloodless, deathly white backs of her hands and the glaring crimson of her nails filled her with a deep chill.
But at the same time, Yu Qinghuan was also thinking. Why had this happened?
Why... me? Why not Mr. Qin?
Was it because of gender, or had the Vengeful Ghost chosen at random?
While she was thinking, Qin Manjiang came in carrying a quilt.
"Don't worry. The sheets have been washed. I haven't used them." He spread the quilt over the bed.
Yu Qinghuan hurriedly stood up. "Thank you, Mr. Qin..."
"You don't have to keep calling me Mr. Qin. I'm only two years older than you. Classmate Qin or Brother Qin is fine." After putting down the quilt, Qin Manjiang looked around the room. "All right. Let me know