By mid-November, winter had arrived in Fu City.
Qin Manjiang returned home and went to sleep, exhausted.
He slept a dreamless night and finally felt somewhat refreshed when he woke.
Realizing that two days had already passed in the real world, he hurriedly called the Boss's wife.
"Little Qin?"
"It's all right..."
"I'm closing up for a few days. Yes... I need to leave Fu City for a bit."
"Mm-hmm, it's fine. I'll be back in about a week. Remember to come in for work."
"You can also go over and watch the place, but don't bring any strange people there to play~"
Not only did Lin Ci, the Boss's wife, refrain from asking where he had been for the past two days, she even told him not to return to work for another week.
After hanging up, Qin Manjiang sighed with feeling. Such a good suck-no, such a good boss was hard to come by these days. He couldn't let this job slip away.
He went to the window and took out the doll [I].
The moment this fellow in a white coat entered the real world, he became an ordinary doll, offering no reaction no matter how Qin Manjiang bullied him.
A chilly wind swept through the city, blowing down a few withered yellow leaves.
Qin Manjiang closed his eyes, feeling the change of seasons.
So much moisture in the air. Was it raining somewhere in Fu City?
"Hey, I know you can hear me."
Qin Manjiang suddenly spoke to himself.
The wind tousled his hair. Gazing at the doll, Qin Manjiang went on, "Honestly, you're better suited to surviving in the Ghost Story World than I am. You're smarter, more decisive, and more perfect."
"And me..."
"I don't even know who I am."
Qin Manjiang felt somewhat