Lin Feiran shook his head, then scanned the seemingly normal dormitory room once more before hesitating and nodding.

He first shook his head because he felt that he was wide awake throughout his vision, and because what he saw seemed real and was definitely not a dream. He then nodded his head because there was no possible explanation for what he saw other than it being a nightmare. After all there are no ghosts in the world, right? But why did they disappear once he leaped onto Gu Kaifeng’s bed?

Lin Feiran stared vacantly at Gu Kaifeng for a moment and spotted hints of amusement in his eyes. He hurriedly wiped away the tears that he had cried in fright and frantically turned away from Gu Kaifeng before, red-faced, climbing back up onto his own bed.

F**k, he had lost all the face he had in this lifetime in front of Gu Kaifeng today!

The fear from the “nightmare” he had still hadn’t completely dissipated, and Lin Feiran could no longer sleep. Therefore, he didn’t lie down after climbing onto his bed but turned on his reading light and hugged it as he leaned against the wall. Biting his lips, Lin Feiran looked around the room nervously.

The terrifying face of the female ghost resurfaced in his mind, making the timid Lin Feiran unnerved to the point that his hands and feet became cold. He groped for his phone beneath his pillow, wanting to chat with someone, only to find that he had forgotten to charge it for the entire day and it had only 10% battery left.

Lin Feiran felt reluctant to use it, so he cradled the phone preciously in his hands. He didn’t want to talk to his archnemesis, but it was too quiet in the room — so silent that he felt panicked. After struggling with his own subconscious for a while, he called out, “Gu Kaifeng.”

Because of his fright, Lin Feiran’s voice sounded gentler than usual to the point that it sounded frail, like he was pouting.

Gu Kaifeng was silent for a moment, then responded. “... Hm?”

“What time are you sleeping?” Lin Feiran continued to ask softly.

Gu Kaifeng’s voice sounded a bit hoarse. “After I’m done reading this book, in half an hour.”

Lin Feiran responded weakly with a soft sound.

The dormitory room was restored to its previous silence.

Once everything around him became quiet, Lin Feiran couldn’t keep his imagination from running wild. He wasn’t even able to remain silent for half a minute. Lin Feiran hugged his knees and softly asked, “What book are you reading?”

Gu Kaifeng cleared his throat and replied, “A fiction, it’s called 《The Death of Living Corpses》.”

Lin Feiran, who was just frightened by a “nightmare,” was further spooked by the name of this book and his fear level increased by 5 points. He pursed his lips and shifted to curl up in the corner, pressing his back against the wall before quietly turning his reading light to its brightest setting.

Lin Feiran got anxious and thought of many scenarios that involved Gu Kaifeng being possessed by ghosts. He asked, panicked, “Are you there?”

Gu Kaifeng chuckled lowly. “Nope.”

This little guy is so clingy when he’s scared, Gu Kaifeng thought with amusement.

Gu Kaifeng never hated Lin Feiran in the first place; he only previously disliked him because Lin Feiran was instigating conflicts. Gu Kaifeng was pretty much only fighting back passively. Because of this, once Lin Feiran became well-behaved, Gu Kaifeng couldn’t bring himself to dislike him anymore.

Lin Feiran murmured: “Let me know before you sleep.”

Gu Kaifeng replied: “Okay.”

Lin Feiran still wanted to make some conversation. “Gu... “

But suddenly, before he could finish saying his roommate’s name, a strange and unfamiliar male voice appeared once again...

And it was accompanied by a chaotic stream of music.

“OKAY, THIS IS DISCO ENTERTAINMENT ROOM 508, A PLACE FOR FUN! THIS MIXTAPE IS PAINSTAKINGLY MADE BY OUR DJ Duan Tou, FEEL THE BEAT! SHAKE IT WITH ME!”

Lin Feiran was stunned and frozen in place.

Don’t tell me... isn’t this what MCs yell to hype up the crowd when a mixtape is playing?

“YEAH~ YEAH~ GHOST LADIES AND GHOST GENTLEMEN, LET’S FIND OUT HOW HIGH WE CAN GET! RAISE YOUR HANDS, LET ME SEE YOUR ASHBOXES!” The strange male voice continued to shout out passionately.

Ghost ladies and ghost gentlemen? Ashboxes!?

These keywords spooked Lin Feiran’s fragile heart once again, and his spine straightened rigidly and his hair stood on end. Biting his pale lips tightly, he looked down from the bed.

He was almost frightened to death — the dorm room was packed full of ghosts!

Lin Feiran saw everything so much more clearly this time since he was more prepared. All of the ghosts had pale gray faces and were dancing crazily together. Some were even throwing paper money while dancing, and a few were on Lin Feiran and Gu Kaifeng’s desks playing air guitar. The leader of the group (who was also on a desk) swung his head violently and carelessly, and a bloody eyeball flew out of its socket...

This could be said be to very careless indeed.

The leader exclaimed in surprise then kneeled down, trying to find his eyeball in the same manner as would a human who lost their contact lens...

Why the f**k would you play air guitar on my desk anyway!? Lin Feiran’s heart almost stopped at this scene, and tears of fear started building back up in the corner of his eyes. He felt scared and angry, but somehow also had an inexplicable urge to laugh at this scene. After staying frozen for a moment, Lin Feiran did what he did previously, and hugged the only other living person in the room in desperation.

“......” Gu Kaifeng quietly put down the book in his hands.

The moment Lin Feiran came into contact with Gu Kaifeng, the chaotic music and horrendous singing stopped suddenly, the ghosts disappeared into thin air, and the dorm room became silent once more.

Lin Feiran opened his mouth but found that he still couldn’t pronounce the words “there are ghosts”.

He recalled how Grandpa seemed like he tried to say something with all his might before he died but still failed to do so, only leaving the words “Maybe the mysteries of the world aren’t meant to be revealed.” Lin Feiran didn’t understand then, and hadn’t bothered to think too deeply about it, but now... did Grandpa mean this?

Lin Feiran’s mind became muddled once again.

But there was one thing he was now completely sure of — even though Gu Kaifeng couldn’t see anything, what he saw just now was definitely real!

Gu Kaifeng’s voice broke through Lin Feiran’s thoughts. “What made you come down again?”

“I... “ Lin Feiran found that he couldn’t think of a logical excuse.

Gu Kaifeng asked, “Still afraid from that nightmare?”

Lin Feiran shook his head, trying to rebuild his image in front his ‘archnemesis’ in spite of his tear-filled eyes, and asserted. “I’m not scared!”

Gu Kaifeng’s lips twitched and he smiled mischeviously. “Why are you always crying these days?”

You’re the one who’s always crying! Lin Feiran wiped his tears, glared at his ‘archnemesis’, then stubbornly crawled out from under the covers.

But this time, he was too scared to go back onto his own bed, so the stubbornness and determination that he had briefly shown disappeared in a second. Instead, Lin Feiran sat on the edge of Gu Kaifeng’s bed with his slippers on his feet, just like a meek young wife. In this frightened and insecure state, Lin Feiran stared unblinkingly at the desk in front of him.

Not long ago, there had been five ghosts on that desk, and an eyeball was even lost in the corner... Lin Feiran’s eyes remained wide open, fixated on the empty desk. He wanted to find some evidence to show Gu Kaifeng, but was failing to do so. There was simply no evidence to be found to prove what he saw.

Gu Kaifeng looked at Lin Feiran who was acting so unlike his usual self and asked in amusement, “What are you doing sitting on my bed?”

Lin Feiran thought about different ways in which he could get the point “there are ghosts in the dorm room” across to Gu Kaifeng. He got a notebook and a pen and sat back down then tried to write the words “there are ghosts” on the paper. However, when he tried to do it, his hand that could previously move around freely froze after writing “there”.

He expected this, but what about writing other things?

Once this idea was formed, Lin Feiran’s hand was free once again. He drew a few lines on the paper without any restrictions.

Gu Kaifeng, observing his strange actions, raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked: “What in the world are you doing?”

The busy Lin Feiran shook his head, wrote a few math formulas and some poems, and made a little doodle of a pig. He instinctively wrote the words “Gu Kaifeng” on top of the pig’s head.

It wasn’t on purpose, it was muscle memory!

Gu Kaifeng was both angry and amused. “You...”

Lin Feiran snapped back to reality and hurriedly crossed out Gu Kaifeng’s name on the little pig’s head.

Gu Kaifeng: “...”

In conclusion, Lin Feiran found that no matter what he wanted to do, he could do it... as long as he didn’t have the idea of “wanting to tell Gu Kaifeng about ghostly matters”. If he did have that idea, his arm would freeze up.

It’s as though there was an unseen power that was stopping him from revealing the secrets of the spirit world.

Frustrated, Lin Feiran threw the notebook to the side.

Since he couldn’t say it directly, could he hint at it subtly? Lin Feiran thought about what happened today then turned to Gu Kaifeng and sniffled lightly before recounting, “My grandad passed away and I went to see him for the last time today, and then he...”

That mysterious power seemed to find out about Lin Feiran’s little scheme, so when he reached this part of the sentence, his sentence was cut short. The words he was going to say turned instead into a strange, choking sound.

A warm hand came to rest on Lin Feiran’s shoulder.

“... I didn’t know, so don’t take the words I said before to heart.” Gu Kaifeng gently patted Lin Feiran’s shoulder, and continued in a low, gentle voice, “Don’t feel sad. If you need anything these next few days, just tell me and I’ll help.”

Lin Feiran felt like he was collapsing from frustration, but couldn’t help but feel a bit moved by Gu Kaifeng’s words. “......”

Nononononononononono, you misunderstood! I’m not asking to be pitied!?