At the hotel.
In a large private room that could seat twenty or thirty people, there were only Yang Jian, Zhang Wei, Zhao Lei, and Wang Shanshan.
Despite the table full of expensive dishes, the room felt exceptionally deserted. Even the servers bringing in food found it strange.
"With so few people, do we really need such a huge table? We can't finish all these dishes either. What a waste," Yang Jian said.
Zhang Wei sighed. "There were over forty people in our class. We spent three years together, and now, in the blink of an eye, there are only seven left. And two of those seven didn't come, while one is late. I'm heartbroken right now, and I've been scared shitless lately too. It feels like I could kick the bucket at any time."
"Yang Jian, do you think I'll suddenly croak one day?"
"That depends on your luck. As long as you don't run into a ghost, anything's manageable."
Yang Jian said, "And even if you do run into one, it doesn't mean you'll die. Aren't we still alive and well? Don't worry too much. Just prepare a coffin, a tombstone, and the like in advance. You'll need them sooner or later."
"That actually makes a bit of sense," Zhang Wei said.
Zhao Lei, sitting nearby, said, "By the way, have you guys been following the news about supernatural incidents lately?"
"No. Why would I watch that stuff? It's creepy as hell. I'd rather stay home and play PUBG," Zhang Wei said.
Zhao Lei fell silent for a moment. "I've been looking at news and forums about this recently. I realized we aren't the only ones who've encountered ghosts. People all over the country say they've seen ghosts and experienced supernatural incidents, and a lot of places have