Sister Bet

Swoosh!!!

A strong wind suddenly parted Sifeng's short hair. Well, since the fire incident a few weeks ago, Sifeng did cut his favorite long hair.

The cold weather was piercing to the bone. Sifeng's hair stood on end now. Sifeng seemed to be affected by the girl's words.

Sifeng rubbed the nape of his neck many times. Sifeng said to himself.

'Why is the air getting colder, huh? Then, why suddenly the situation is getting tenser, huh?

Come on! Zhang Sifeng had always been afraid of 'ghosts'. After all, it's still very early, it could be that the ghosts haven't returned from their residence yet, Sifeng thought.

Sifeng got up and moved away from the big tree earlier. Now, Sifeng sat beside the girl who managed to scare Sifeng for no reason.

"You've been here often, um?" asked Sifeng, well-known.