Chapter Twenty: Like a Dream

  Two hundred and fifty, this is a scolding word, but if it's between boyfriend and girlfriend, then it's just a joke. Ling Fei didn't take it seriously either. Now his attention was focused on that red-clothed fierce ghost. This is a real ghost! There are many sayings about ghosts, such as having no feet, having a green face, feeling cold when entering, etc.

  But Ling Fei now has a somewhat ridiculous feeling, this red-clothed fierce ghost doesn't look so great either, it has feet and isn't floating on the ground, wearing red high heels, and when grabbing that female colleague, its claws lengthened a bit, not very scary at all.

  Ling Fei is here, indulging in wild thoughts. The red-clothed fierce ghost seems to have lost interest in this female colleague again, then sniffs the air and slowly turns her head towards another girl, as if this female ghost doesn't use her eyes but her nose to determine who to target next.

  "My nerves are thick enough, I'm not even afraid of ghosts. What am I thinking?" With a sudden jolt, Ling Fei woke up, logically speaking, he should be scared, but when he actually saw the ghost, he wasn't afraid at all, instead, he was curious and kept staring. His nerves were really quite thick.

  The red-clothed fierce ghost slowly arrived behind the female colleague, and really continued to sniff hard, her fingernails on the ghost's claws grew longer again, it's time to take action now, but with such long fingernails, isn't she afraid that the other party will scream in pain?

  “Pfft……” The female colleague suddenly let out a fart, and Ling Fei was immediately stunned. Because the female ghost was like a paper man, she flew backwards and passed through the tea table next to him, then stuck to the wall. And on that pale face, it became even more strange, as if she was about to cry.

  This is also a ghost, or a red-clad fierce ghost, has it gone wrong? Ling Fei couldn't help but burst out laughing, and with one laugh, he felt his whole body lightly shake, then his body was able to move.

  "You scared me. You're not asleep, are you?" Hong Jie's voice suddenly rang out, and Ling Fei found that Hong Jie was holding a thin blanket in her hand, ready to cover herself with it.

  Ling Fei quickly sat up, damn it, where was everyone? Had he just had a dream? He didn't see anyone else in the room now, and the door was open. Only Hong Jie was in the living room.

  "What's wrong? Looking around everywhere, did you sleepwalk and think you're somewhere else?" Hong Jie looked at Ling Fei with a hint of amusement. She hadn't planned to go home today, and her body felt especially warm now. Tonight, she still had to wait for the accountant to finalize the payroll, as tomorrow was payday, and she had a lot on her plate. So tonight, she was planning to rest in the dormitory.

  "I just had a dream, I dreamed of a red-clothed fierce ghost." Ling Fei said, but then his ear hurt, and Hong Jie said: "What do you mean? Red-clothed fierce ghost?"

  Ling Fei was stunned for a moment, why did Hong Jie pinch her own ear? But then he understood, he had misspoken. He hadn't even figured out the situation before speaking, and there were only two people in the entire room, himself and Hong Jie. Moreover, Hong Jie was wearing a purple-red sweater and matching pants, wasn't that like pointing at a monk and scolding a bald donkey?

  "I didn't ask for your help to see a doctor, did I? You actually said I'm a ghost, and a red-clad fierce ghost at that!" Hong Jie scolded, but she felt strange now, what was wrong with her, suddenly coming to pinch Ling Fei's ear, she had never done this before, how come she took action today, and so naturally?

  "Hurts, hurts, gently, it will fall off. I said it was a dream, one with long hair, wearing red high heels on her feet, and also wearing a large red windbreaker outside. The claws are this long." Ling Fei could only start drawing, although his ears were a bit painful, but this was the hand of a beauty, pain was also comfortable.

  "You must have watched too many horror movies!" Hong Jie chuckled and said: "You look like this picture."

  "What picture?" Ling Fei curiously asked, and then saw Hong Jie handing her phone to him. He took a look and couldn't help but laugh, as the QQ picture showed a cat making a "cutting" gesture, with the caption saying it had seen a huge mouse and was scared to death. And indeed, upon closer inspection, it did bear some resemblance.

  "I'm really dreaming, this dream is particularly interesting." Ling Fei said, but at this time he suddenly discovered something, that Hong Jie's small hand, although still not as warm as a normal person, had been pinching his ear and hadn't let go.

  Ling Fei suddenly turned his head to look at Hong Jie, who was also smiling at him at that moment. However, after their eyes met, for no reason, the two of them simultaneously turned their heads to look away.

  Just look at the side and look at it, Hong Jie's hand still hasn't let go, and when she turned her head, she pulled Ling Fei's ear again, pulling his mouth corner to twitch, and his head followed suit. Hmm, why did Hong Jie's face turn red? That water color really looks good.

  "Red Sister, you look really good." Ling Fei's brain suddenly went blank and he blurted out a sentence. After saying it, he regretted it in his heart - wasn't this asking for trouble?

  But just as he thought of this, Ling Fei's face changed, because there was no wind at all, the curtains suddenly moved, and then he felt a chill rising from the back of his heart.

  This is summer, the coolness that gave Ling Fei a feeling was like someone suddenly opening the door of a cold storage room behind him. He immediately turned his head to take a look, strangely, there was only a wall behind him. Could it be that the wall could have wind?

  "If you talk nonsense again, I'll tear off your ears." Hong Jie said with a red face, her eyes also lightly stared at Ling Fei for a moment, but then her expression changed slightly, because Ling Fei's appearance was a bit strange, and he didn't even care that his hand was pinching his ear, directly using his hand to feel the wall behind him.

  "What's wrong?" Hong Jie asked curiously, but still let go of her hand, after all, it wouldn't be good to keep pinching, or else she might hurt someone's ear by accident.

  "Ling Fei said, "Just now, a cold wind blew from behind, it felt like someone opened the refrigerator door." He found it strange, although the wall was cool, but not that cold. Besides, this is a wall, not something else, and there are no holes on it."

  "You go ahead, I'll attend to my matters first. After I'm done, we can go keep Qin sister company, her appearance is making me a bit worried." Hong sister said, then stood up and casually threw the blanket onto his body: "If you want to sleep, sleep, just don't catch a chill."

  Ling Fei nodded, today was indeed a bit tired, besides, according to Hong Jie's meaning, tonight had to accompany Qin Jie, estimated to drink tea, miserable, hurry up and supplement sleep, traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes the importance of timely rest.

  He had just lain down when he heard the sound coming from outside, and wondered how it was so familiar. Ling Fei was stunned for a moment, but then he was shocked, weren't these voices the ones he had dreamed of?

  Her eyes opened slightly, and Ling Fei indeed saw that there was an additional red object in the living room. Wasn't this the red-clothed fierce ghost from her dream? Moreover, his whole body couldn't move anymore, and his right hand started to feel a hungry sensation in his stomach.

  Is this a dream or just nonsense in a sober state? He concentrated on listening to the words and actions of several female colleagues who followed him, and slowly, his breathing became a bit urgent. Indeed, it was exactly the same as what he dreamed of, not a single word different from what the women said.

  "I'm just dreaming, I'm too tired, I've had this dream repeat a few times, it's nothing, really nothing." Although he was constantly comforting himself in his heart, the gap between his slightly opened eyelids was still paying attention to that red-clothed fierce ghost. Sure enough, it was just like in the dream, including the female colleague calling her boyfriend "two hundred and fifty". And then there was a fart that directly stuck the red-clothed fierce ghost to the wall.

  Is this a dream? Ling Fei now knows, maybe it's related to Guishou again. Anyway, Guishou has many abilities, and Grandpa only wrote a little bit in his notebook, which he needs to slowly explore. However, such a dream is too strange, let's see what the red-clothed fierce ghost wants to do.