Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
At this mont, the door opened with a bang. Dong, dong, donga It seed like a child had run over.
The girl’s scalp was about to explode. She felt that she was going to die today. At this mont, the voice in her ear disappeared, and the cold feeling dissipated. The girl’s stiff fingers trembled, and she felt like she was alive again, but she did not dare to look back.
“Miss.” A young voice said, “It’s …” Right on the heels of that, a small hand reached out to the girl. The girl couldn’t hold it in anymore and scread in horror. She jumped off the bed and fell to the foot of the wall with the blanket. “No, don’t co over…” Her eyes were filled with fear, and her face was pale.
Alia took out a Requiem Talisman and stuck it to the girl’s forehead. She even blew on it. “Little Miss, don’t be afraid. I’ll blow for you…”
For so reason, the girl suddenly cald down and looked at Alia in a daze. Wasn’t this little girl the one she accidentally bumped into this morning?
“It’s you?” The girl grabbed the blanket tightly, her voice still carrying a trace of fear.
Alia: “Yes, yes! It’s okay. Sister, get up.”
The girl’s legs went weak. She held onto the bedside table and slowly stood up.
First, she looked around quickly. There was nothing. The room was silent. There was only herself, Alia, and a very tall man. Perhaps to avoid suspicion, the man leaned against the door and she could only see his back. “Little kid, you… how did you…” The girl was shocked and afraid. Her fingers that were holding the blanket were white.
Alia blinked and looked at Alex. She said what he had taught her on the way. “Dad and I were just… passing by… Then we heard you shouting. We were afraid of an accident, so we kicked the door open and ca in.”
The girl: “…” Really? Did she shout just now? She didn’t rember at all. She only rembered that there seed to be soone pressing against her back. She was so frightened that she didn’t dare to make a sound…
The girl looked at Alia and saw her squatting on the ground as if she was picking up sothing. She was even muttering. No matter how she looked at it, this scene was very strange. At around four in the morning, a little girl and a man passed by her house…
The girl was about to speak when she suddenly saw her shoulder in the reflection of the mirror. She saw a handprint on her shoulder! That’s right, it was a handprint! It was a mud-like handprint on her shoulder!
The girl’s face stiffened and she was dumbfounded. She looked at the ground and saw wet marks around her bed, as if soone had just been walking around her bed.
The girl’s legs went weak and she fell to the ground with a plop.
Alia looked up. “Miss, what’s wrong?” Only then did she notice the handprint on one of the girl’s shoulders. It was mainly because she was too short. From her angle, it was difficult to see the girl’s shoulder.
Alia stepped forward and patted the girl’s shoulder. The handprint quietly dissipated.
The girl’s back stiffened as she tried to divert her attention. She asked, “Little kid, what’s your na?”
Alia dusted off the handprint on the girl’s shoulder and returned to where she had been. As she picked up things on the ground, she replied, “My na is Alia. You can call Mia. Sister, what about you?”
The girl stared at Alia’s actions and said, “My na is Gyala, Gyala Tait. Mia, what are you picking up?”
Alia looked up and smiled innocently. “Sister Gyala, I’m picking up… hair…” She wanted to say that she was picking up the female ghost’s limbs. When she ca in just now, she saw that the female ghost was about to squeeze into Gyala’s body. In a mont of desperation, she slashed with a peach wood sword and the female ghost was scattered. However, when she saw Alex glancing at her, she quickly changed her words.
Alex’s mouth twitched. Picking up hair… This reason was really…
Gyala was also stunned. She had no idea what was going on. She stood up and hesitated for a few seconds before saying, “Mia, sit for a while. There’s milk and fruit juice in the fridge. What do you want to drink? I’ll get it…” Initially, she was just being polite. After all, it was four or five in the morning. Who would be a guest in soone else’s house in the middle of the night?
Alia, however, nodded happily. “Okay, I want juice. Thank you, Sister
Gyala!’
Gyala: “… Okay.”
Gyala lived in a single apartnt. The kitchen was an open kitchen, and outside the kitchen was the living room sofa. There was a small coffee table in front of the sofa. It was not big, but it was very warm. It could be seen that Gyala usually cleaned up very diligently..
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