A dating guide turned into being surrounded by female ghosts?

Lin Yue walked out of the bathroom.

He made a short video from the selfies he had just taken, added an atmospheric filter and background music, and captioned it "A male college student's daily workout routine," before posting it on his Douyin account.

He usually only uses this account to watch short videos.

This is the first time I've ever used it to post a video.

The video received decent traffic after it was posted; in less than ten minutes, it garnered over a hundred likes and several comments.

"Aaaaaah! Those abs, that physique, I could lick them for a year!"

"Is this a sweet and soft boy? Come here and let your big sister give you a hug."

"If I could be kept by such a handsome and delicious male college student, I'd be willing to lose 20 pounds."

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Lin Yue looked at these comments and felt a mix of emotions.

The feeling that had been weighing on me for a moment suddenly became much more relieved.

Vibrant, lovely, sexy, and full of life—that's what a normal woman should be like.

He's been so focused on dealing with Wen Ning that he's almost forgotten what a normal person is like.

After adjusting my mood.

Lin Yue turned off Douyin and lay down on the chair to rest with her eyes closed.

He's been living in fear these past few days and hasn't been able to get a good night's sleep.

Now that he had relaxed, he was already incredibly sleepy, and waves of weariness washed over him.

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Early the next morning.

Lin Yue then returned to the campus she had been away from for so long.

He passed by the cafeteria and casually picked up some simple breakfast items like soy milk, steamed buns, and fried dough sticks, which excited the three guys in his dorm so much that they kept calling him "Dad." Lin Yue accepted these three godsons without any hesitation.

Taking a big bite of the soft, juicy meat bun, Zhao Lang looked at Lin Yue with a puzzled expression. "Why do I feel like you're a little different after just three days?"

After adding another 0.2 attribute points, the resulting physical changes are already very obvious, and the healthier and more vibrant appearance is clearly visible.

The Lin Yue of today is like a completely different person compared to the Lin Yue of three days ago.

It's perfectly normal for Zhao Lang to feel this way.

"It's nothing, I just went to the gym a bit during my free time these past three days," Lin Yue said casually as she tidied her things.

Anyway, he doesn't take off his clothes and show off his physique in front of acquaintances.

As long as you behave normally and naturally, others won't dwell on it too much.

Zhao Lang looked Lin Yue up and down, nodding as if he understood but not quite.

"But what have you been doing for the past three or four days? My counselor keeps asking me what happened." Song Jiale, who was short and wore glasses, said indistinctly while chewing on a fried dough stick.

He was a top student in Lin Yue's major, and because of his excellent grades, he left a deep impression on the counselor.

So usually, if anything happens to these four in the dorm, the counselor will first ask Song Jiale about it.

Lin Yue couldn't think of a better excuse for a moment. If she used the most common excuses, such as being sick, the counselor would definitely call her mother, and the lie would be exposed.

The threat posed by Wen Ning has not yet been completely resolved.

He may need to take many more days off.

Therefore, the reason for requesting leave must be one that can be used repeatedly and that the parents and school cannot verify.

Lin Yue thought for a moment and said that she had found a good part-time job that would allow her to be promoted to a full-time position even after graduation. Such opportunities are hard to come by, so she had to temporarily give up part of her studies.

In that case, we should be able to fool them for a short time.

However, he still asked Song Jiale to say some good things to the counselor so that the counselor wouldn't keep bringing it up.

Song Jiale nodded. "Okay, but you also need to be careful. If you fail a course, then asking for leave won't work."

Lin Yue let out a long sigh.

This is also a problem that he is currently quite worried about.

To save his life, he had to make a choice, but he couldn't explain it to his parents.

It's really ridiculous. My situation is already so bad that I have to fight evil spirits every day, and I might die a violent death on the street one day, but I still have to worry about minor troubles like failing my courses.

Unfortunately, he couldn't explain these things.

Ghosts? Who would believe in such supernatural things unless they've personally experienced the feeling of escaping death?

"Hey, what kind of work are you doing? If you ask me, you guys should learn from me and find a girlfriend sooner. Get rid of the virginity you've been cherishing for twenty years. You've been in college for three years and haven't even had a girlfriend yet. What are you doing here?" He Yifei seemed to be chatting, but he was actually showing off the fact that he had a girlfriend.

Zhao Lang rolled his eyes at Versailles's obsequious behavior and grabbed a pillow from his bed, throwing it at him.

He Yifei was hit squarely in the face, and his whole body leaned back.

"Holy crap—it stinks!"

"roll!"

The dorm room has returned to its old, silly, and noisy state.

Lin Yue, however, was somewhat worried. He was concerned that, given his current state of being entangled with Wen Ning, he didn't know if he would still be able to have a relationship.

He discarded these messy thoughts.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone in the dorm was relaxed and all the rooms were occupied, I suddenly asked, "By the way, I seem to remember that besides me, there's another local from Nancheng in our dorm who lives around Huailou Street, right?"

Suddenly an arm was raised.

It turned out to be Song Jiale, who was wearing glasses. "My home is over there, not too far from Huailou Street."

Lin Yue nodded, amazed by her own memory. He said that someone in the dormitory lived over there.

"Have you lived there since you were a child?"

Song Jiale raised his arm again.

"So... have you heard anything creepy in your hometown?" Lin Yue asked tentatively.

The next mission is in Huailou Street. Before taking the mission, he needs to find out the details of that area. Only in this way can he maximize his chances of survival.

"Yes...yes, do you like ghost stories? Also, how do you know that something happened on Huailou Street before?" Song Jiale asked suspiciously, tilting his head.

That's really sharp; no wonder you're a top student, your brain works really well.

"I saw some rumors about your place online a few days ago, and that piqued my interest," Lin Yue said with a light smile.

The system was awakened just a few days ago.

That's not a problem either.

He Yifei's face stiffened. He disliked such frightening things the most, but he didn't want to appear too unmanly, so he remained silent.

Zhao Lang, on the other hand, was quite interested.

"Old Song, really? You know about this kind of thing? Tell everyone about it."

Song Jiale pushed up his glasses, the reflection obscuring his eyes, leaving only two bright white patches visible.

He said in a somewhat eerie tone, "It's not 'knowing,' but 'seeing.' This is something I personally witnessed."

"Then tell me, just to pass the time," Lin Yue urged.

"Okay, if you want to hear it, then I'll tell you." Song Jiale coughed twice and cleared his throat.

Lin Yue's eyes held a hint of anticipation. He only hoped that Song Jiale's "story" would have some connection to his next mission.

"I remember... that must have been more than ten years ago."

Song Jiale opened his mouth wide and threw the rest of the buns into it in one gulp. He mumbled, "When I was a child, I knew a very famous and legendary madman named Luo. We didn't know his real name, and no one remembered it. But because he was the second child in his family, many people called him Luo Lao Er (Second Brother Luo). We children were too young, so we just called him Luo Er Ge (Second Brother Luo)."

"Brother Luo is a very nice person, but he may have a bit of high-functioning autism, so he doesn't seem very quick-witted. However, he gets along very well with us kids."

"He doesn't pay much attention to his appearance, and because of his mental disability, his mother doesn't like him much, which makes him always dirty. He often wears a tattered military green vest and his shoes have several holes in them."

"But even so, he would often exchange the cigarettes, alcohol, and red envelopes that others gave him for snacks for us. I still remember when he stuffed a handful of candy into my hand, he was smiling so happily, like a fool, even though he was a fool." At this point, Song Jiale's face showed a hint of nostalgia.

He Yifei asked, as if deliberately nitpicking, "Wait a minute, isn't that a bit odd? Why would someone with an intellectual disability say that people often give him money, cigarettes, and alcohol?"

Song Jiale pushed up his glasses and smiled mysteriously, "This brings us to Brother Luo's greatest skill."

I saw him keeping me in suspense.

"What skills do you have?"

"dream."

"Huh? Dreaming? What kind of skill is that?" He Yifei asked with a puzzled expression.