Chun Meng: "Yes... crying."
Chun Mo: "Then you be careful, and I'm telling you softly, a lot of hotels have those kind of dirty things."
Chun Meng: "What kind of dirty things?"
Luo Mengmeng couldn't help but look around the room, failing to spot any place that seemed dirty.
Chun Mo: "You're really dumb, I'm talking about ghosts!"
"Ghosts!?" Luo Mengmeng was frightened in an instant, her nerves tensing up immediately, and as she surveyed her room again, she felt a chill everywhere.
Chun Mo: "Yes, ghosts, especially in hotel bathrooms, that's where ghosts like to stay the most..."
As she said this, Luo Mengmeng couldn't help but swallow hard, her gaze instinctively fixed towards the bathroom.
She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but it seemed like she could hear some noise coming from the bathroom.
A continuous "drip-drip" sound.
Each noise tugged at Luo Mengmeng's fragile nerves.