The phrase 'reap what you sow' perfectly encapsulates Ma Kangping.
He watched as the ghostly figure drew closer step by step, pleading incessantly.
"Spare me, Dandan, don't come any closer. I know I was wrong. Spare me, please."
Su Dan brushed her hair back, blood steadily dripping from her body.
She was like a vengeful spirit returning from hell.
"Spare you? Ma Kangping, do you know how much I've wanted to see you again?"
Her voice was low, like a lover's whisper.
But within it was not love, but an enduring hatred.
Ma Kangping leaned against the dormitory door, shouting desperately for help.
Outside, there was no sound.
It seemed as if this place was isolated from the world, leaving only him and the ghostly Su Dan.
Prior to this, Ma Kangping had heard rumors of hauntings at Yang'an County's Experimental Middle School, but had never paid them any mind.
He felt no guilt over what happened to Su Dan.
