“!” The ghost An Xi, suddenly called out in midair, trembled silently…
A knife? An axe? She didn’t really like either… What was he planning to do?
That night, the crescent moon was thin and curved, like a fox’s narrowed eyes.
Tonight, Yan Qing prepared dinner just like last night, placing it in front of An Xi’s corpse.
“An Xi, do you know? I first liked you in my sophomore year…”
Yan Qing gazed tenderly at the corpse, “At that time, I was the head of the student union’s publicity department, and you came to apply for a position. Among all applicants, only you raised your hand cheerfully and said: My name is An Xi, I can do painting, writing, calligraphy, and crafts! If you don’t choose me, you’ll regret it, department head!”
Ghost An Xi covered her face. Back then, she had just entered school and wanted to try everything.
“How ridiculous that I, the department head who never gets nervous during speeches, couldn’t even say a complete sentence to you. But you kept following me, asking questions here and there… Hehe, An Xi, I like you…”
…Really? She never expected Yan Qing to like her for this reason… It was totally unexpected. She had always thought Yan Qing was a cool, aloof senior who just kept following her…
So Yan Qing actually fell in love with her at first sight because of her quirkiness… It felt somewhat subtle…
“…It’s almost time. Tonight… I’ll make you stay… forever in your most beautiful moment…”
Though she didn’t know what he was planning, ghost An Xi felt a chill down her spine…
Yan Qing cleaned up the dishes, carried the corpse to the bed in the room, then took out a gorgeous evening gown from the wardrobe…
What was he doing?
Ghost An Xi sat beside her own corpse, watching Yan Qing in confusion.
Yan Qing extended his right hand, hesitated for a moment, then began unbuttoning the corpse’s shirt…
What… what was unfolding?!
“An Xi, let me preserve your most beautiful appearance! As long as you become a wax figure, you’ll never rot… We’ll be together forever… Hehehe…”
He spoke in a low, seductive voice, his hands never stopping.
One button…
Two buttons…
Three buttons…
Ghost An Xi finally couldn’t take it anymore, covered her blushing face, and screamed at the ceiling: “Don’t undress me!”
A white light flashed quickly…
An Xi felt something strike her head, and everything before her eyes gradually blurred…
☆ Chapter Two
“Respected passenger, hello. Arriving soon—Civilization Square. Passengers preparing to disembark, please move towards the doors…” The beautiful female voice from the subway, like a sudden alarm clock, pulled An Xi back from her daze.
Civilization… Square?
An Xi looked around in confusion. Subway passengers were doing their own things, and she was sitting on her luggage. The subway’s advertisement screen clearly showed the date—August 31st, 2006, 3:30 PM.
Wasn’t this the exact scene from eight years ago when she was about to enter university?!
An Xi pulled out her flip phone from her pants pocket, which was bright red with a small white fluffy charm.
Opening the phone, she saw herself on the small screen, with her hair in two pure, innocent pigtails.
After becoming a ghost, An Xi was panicked again.
She had returned to eight years ago, to the most important moment of her life!
An Xi slid from her luggage to the floor, burying her head between her knees, softly sobbing… This didn’t seem like a dream at all… So good… So good… So good!
“Hey… are you okay?”
“Would you like a tissue?”
“Are you feeling unwell? Sit here…”
…
The passengers around her gathered with concern, offering seats and handing her tissues… This sudden feeling of existing in this world and being cared for made An Xi cry even louder.
When she was muddling through her life, she died in a car accident…
When she wanted to die and end everything, she became a wandering ghost…
When she was living peacefully as a ghost, she was reborn again…
It was never her choice of destiny, but destiny that chose her.
So this time… she wanted to live again… to love someone who truly loved her, and to live peacefully until old age.
Stepping into the university again, An Xi felt her eyes were still moist. This time, she cherished everything.
“Student, your dorm is in Building 7, Room 520, a four-person room! Here’s the key, go with the senior guide!” The new student reception seniors were still gentle, handing An Xi the key and assigning a male senior to guide her.
“You’re also from the Art Department?” The guide was different from last time – a freckled, tall and thin boy. Though not handsome, he gave a very friendly impression.
“Yes, I’m in Animation,” An Xi replied.
“Haha, I’m in Environmental Art Design… What a coincidence, we’re both from the Art Department! I’m Zhang Yang. What’s your name?” He stopped as they reached the dormitory building.
“I’m…” An Xi paused for a moment.
In her previous life, she was An Xi, with a name similar to “Qian”. This time… since she was reborn, she might as well change the pronunciation… The alternative pronunciation of “Xi” was “West”.
An Xi squinted and blurted out: “I’m An Xi.”
“An… Xi?”
“Um, it’s the ‘Xi’ with the grass radical, below the character for ‘east’…” An Xi herself was stunned for a moment. An Xi, rest… it did sound somewhat inauspicious…
But… never mind! A unique name would help people remember her quickly.
“…Ahem, see you around!” Zhang Yang coughed and quickly fled, as if something unclean was chasing him.
An Xi stuck out her tongue and carried her luggage into the dormitory building.
Walking step by step to Room 520 on the fifth floor, everything felt familiar. An Xi lowered her eyes… Mu Rou, her roommate. How would she face her this time?
Just then, the door opened. A girl with black-rimmed glasses stood coldly in front of her.
An Xi remembered her name was Dai Xue, cold-natured but a top student. In her previous life, An Xi didn’t like such cold girls and had no interaction with her.
Dai Xue held a rag, glancing briefly at An Xi before quickly walking out. An Xi stepped aside, smiling friendly.
Dai Xue paid no attention to An Xi and hurried away.
“She’s always been like this… Come in quickly!” A soft voice An Xi would always remember – Mu Rou’s voice.
Mu Rou was still young, with a neat ponytail and a gentle smile. Her petite figure would invoke a strong protective instinct.
Although people say not to judge by appearance, sometimes first impressions matter. An Xi had previously wanted to be close friends with Mu Rou at first sight, simply thinking her friends should be such cute girls.
But now… just seeing her face made An Xi feel irritated.
“I’m Mu Rou. Dai Xue just left. Nice to meet you! I hope we can be friends,” Mu Rou walked up and extended her hand sweetly.
Mu Rou’s direct approach suggested she was the type who could be a good friend… In this dormitory, she was probably the only one who might meet An Xi’s friendship criteria.
“…Hey? Why are you sitting alone in the corner?” An Xi put down her luggage and walked towards the last person in their four-person room, brazenly ignoring Mu Rou’s extended hand.
The person in the corner seemed to shrink further, trembling. She had long hair down to her waist, with bangs almost touching her nose.
An Xi remembered this girl was called Ye Ling. Throughout four years of college, she had never seen her face clearly.
Ye Ling would mumble about ghosts, sprites, and comments like “your forehead looks dark”… She was often isolated by others.
“You… hello…” Ye Ling was cornered, taking a long time to complete these two words.
“Hi! I’m An Xi! What’s your name?” An Xi tilted her head, trying to see her hidden face, but Ye Ling just kept her head down.
“Um, An Xi, do you have some misunderstanding with me?” Mu Rou pulled at An Xi’s clothes, looking aggrieved.
“Let go,” An Xi’s voice suddenly turned cold.
