
The two-month winter vacation soon passes, and a new semester begins. The campus welcomes incoming freshmen, who appear young, with inquisitive eyes who hold awe towards their senior classmates.
Right at the classroom door, Lin and Yue met after a long separation. “Lin, why didn't you ask me to go shopping with you after class lately? By the way, you're my psychologist, remember? Are you still mad at me because I didn't ask you to pick me up on the opening day of school? " Lin raised his head to pay attention to the beautiful girl with a bit of pride, although it was somehow a bit far away, and he sighed, saying, “Yue, I didn't call you in the middle of the night for a few days. Did you miss my ghost story? Maybe I can call you tonight. ” Yue's face instantly paled, like a ghost himself. "Lin, there's no need. I won't bother you anymore. ” "Oh really? Oh, but I want to bother you now. ” Hah? Yue did not know what he meant. He was still panicking and a little angry about his suggestion of calling her to tell a ghost story. "So, don't you dare bother me again. ” Yue rolled her eyes towards Lin. Lin is his only friend on this campus. However, since he knew that he was afraid of ghosts, once he got angry with her, he would call her in the middle of the night to tell her the ghost story. If she turned off the phone, Lin would tell her ghost stories every time they met. Although he was Yue's best friend, he was also the person she feared the most.
"Then what do you mean?" "I'm talking about a bad boy who broke into my apartment ten days ago. He's still in my room. ” Yue's mouth was in the form of "O" when she heard this. Lin told him everything he thought was suitable. "So, he is Zifeng's younger brother, right? Has she been living with you since? What about his looks? Is he like a brother, or more handsome? " “Hey, Yue, I'm haunted by someone and you're very happy to gossip about it. I think I should call you in the middle of the night. "Lin looked at Yue, who was enjoying her misfortune, then caught her bag and stepped away from her, towards her own dorm. "No . . No, Lin, don't get me wrong, please! ”Yue called him twice from behind, then stopped. He knew Lin well enough that he understood Lin was only distracted by the boy, and was not really mad at him. Although he wanted to help her, he had no solution, because Lin had always done his brain work. Yue continued on his way, the road leading to the dance hall that he feared. Lin turned to look back at Yue. She calls him to tell a ghost story just because he wants to help her defeat her own fears. Indeed, there are no ghosts, Lin believes. Lin sighed and continued walking. After all, he himself still had two points of trouble. Her ex-brother, and the gruesome makeup test of Public Relations and Ethics lessons.