"Who's there?"
Bei Qingyue suddenly stood up, and whirled around, glaring at the flower bed in the night.
"Come out! Stop pretending! Come out!"
But there was no movement in the flower bed, just the sound of the evening breeze rustling through the flowers and grass.
However, Bei Qingyue didn't believe it!
She clearly heard someone sigh just before!
"Come out!"
Focusing on the pitch-dark backyard, Bei Qingyue's hands were filled with power.
"Bei Qingyou, is that you? Has your spirit returned?"
"Are you unable to bear the loneliness, hearing that he has a new love, you couldn't hold your temper?"
"If it really is you, then come out! Don't hide and dither, that's not like you at all, come out!"
But in the quiet backyard, besides herself, there was nothing.
No people, and certainly no spirits!
Could it be that the rustling sound was really a mistake?
An evening breeze blew again, still the rustling sound.
