“Ah Ying, didn’t you hear the crying? It’s a woman’s cry. She was even talking.” Yuan Ting looked like she was crazy and was about to collapse.

  Zhu Cuiying scolded, “You’re crazy. There’s no sound!”


  With that, she fell asleep.

  Yuan Ting thought that she had heard wrongly. She curled up under the blanket and was about to fall asleep when the sound rang again. Yuan Ting was so frightened that her soul was about to leave her body. She had no time to analyze where the sound came from. Yuan Ting was really afraid. She lifted the blanket and ran to the bed next door, shaking Zhu Cuiying awake.

  Zhu Cuiying was especially impatient and asked her, “Are you crazy?”


  Yuan Ting asked her nervously, “Ah Ying, listen. Did you hear that? That woman is still crying!” Yuan Ting did not dare to admit that the crying woman’s voice sounded especially like Ji Yue.

  Zhu Cuiying pricked up her ears and listened before saying, “No.”