Xia Xianning said, “Set up a suppression formation in the top-floor classroom. Songze, go tell the school to temporarily close that classroom. Send technical personnel to try to restore Huang Weihua’s body and perform proper rites so it won’t affect his reincarnation. I’ll check with Hei Bai Wuchang.”
Luo Yingbai said, “I also broke the mirror on the first floor of the school…”
“I’ll pay for it,” Xia Xianning said without changing expression. “Let’s go.”
It was already midnight. Luo Yingbai planned to stay at a small hotel near the school, accompanied by Xia Xianning, while the other two returned to the special investigation unit.
At Luo Yingbai’s request, they got a double room with two single beds side by side.
After Xia Xianning showered, he found Luo Yingbai had arranged the pillows and blankets on one bed, comfortably leaning against the headboard and smiling: “Xianning, come quickly, let’s sleep together~”
Xia Xianning’s hand paused while drying his hair, then smoothly lay down on the bed Luo Yingbai had prepared, knowing this was a privilege only he could enjoy.
After lying down for two minutes, he got up, examining the bedding: “Did you put on this duvet cover?”
Luo Yingbai: “????? Yes… I saw clean, disinfected ones in the cabinet, so I changed them.”
Xia Xianning pulled him out of bed and tossed him onto the other bed, starting to remove the duvet covers: “They’re switched.”
After some fussing, they finally prepared for sleep. Luo Yingbai happily buried his face in the blanket: “There’s no greater happiness in life than this.”
Xia Xianning tucked him in. Though Luo Yingbai said this, he still couldn’t sleep and added, “This incident was strange. A ghost capable of manipulating the entire building’s scene disappeared so quickly. It’s puzzling.”
Xia Xianning said casually, “Isn’t it because you were in my dream?”
Luo Yingbai lowered his head and smiled but looked a bit worried: “In any case, it’s just a dream, it shouldn’t scare you like this. You should rest more… Oh, do you have anything to ward off evil spirits?”
“Could a person really die for themselves or for another? It’s a heavy thought. Can we truly accept fate as it comes?”
