(Supernatural + Ghost Wife + Everyday Life + One Female Lead + Short Story)
Li Mingyu couldn't help turning over, his back to the window. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to fall asleep, but all kinds of terrifying images kept appearing in his mind. He began to regret moving here, regret being tempted by the cheap rent, regret...
Suddenly, the temperature in the room plummeted.
Li Mingyu's eyes flew open. A chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to his head. He could clearly feel something drawing closer.
He held his breath, not daring to move, every muscle in his body tensed.
In the darkness, a soft voice drifted out, sounding like a sigh, or perhaps a whisper: "Can... you see me?"
Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot
