A dating guide turned into being surrounded by female ghosts?

Why is my grave here?

Lin Yue's eyes flickered wildly, unable to accept the reality before her.

Amidst my complicated emotions, a swirling fog surrounds me.

It seems that something strange and dangerous is lurking inside.

Just at this time.

A long, slender, and powerful hand with distinct knuckles suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Snap—"

Lin Yue's body trembled violently.

He turned around, stunned.

Behind him stood a tall, handsome young man dressed in light sportswear.

The young man's appearance made Lin Yue's heart almost leap out of her body.

"Qin Ziwang, what's wrong?" the young man asked, frowning.

Lin Yue looked at the young man's face in disbelief, then at the indifferent portrait on the tombstone. The two were almost identical, both being... Lin Yue.

He touched his face.

The portrait—is that me?

Then who am I?

By the way, what did this person just call me?

Qin Ziwang?

How is that possible?

But when he touched his face with his palm, the sensation he felt from under his hand revealed that one eye was unusually large and the other unusually small, his mouth was crooked, and his skin was uneven, twisted, and deformed, making him look completely unlike a normal human being.

This isn't my face!!!

Lin Yue roared in her heart.

He suddenly stood up and took several steps back.

Looking at this bizarre "self" in front of him.

He shouted in terror, "Who are you?!"

Lin Yue paused for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and lowered his head. When he raised his face again, his expression had turned cold and dark, freezing everyone's heart.

"Here you go again. What tricks are you up to this time, Qin Ziwang? I'm losing my patience. We've only just escaped your damned mother's pursuit. We don't have time to mess around with you anymore."

"No, I am Lin Yue! Who are you?!" Lin Yue was almost going crazy at this point.

What's going on?

The more I look at this person, the more he resembles me.

Whether it's body shape or some small habits of the body.

It's all myself.

But if he is Lin Yue, then who am I?

"Alright! Then I'll tell you, you are Qin Ziwang! I am Lin Yue! You were the one who begged me to bring you here from the treatment center because you said you wanted to atone for your sins, to apologize to the victims and make amends, so I brought you here."

"Lin Yue" said with extreme impatience, a dangerous glint in her eyes.

"You're lying! If you're Lin Yue, why would there be a tombstone for you here?!" Lin Yue stretched out her scarred arm and pointed excitedly at the tombstone beside her.

Lin Yue looked in the direction of the fingertip, frowned, and said, "Isn't this tombstone empty?"

Lin Yue was startled and quickly looked away.

Sure enough, the tombstone was empty.

The previous portrait seemed like just an illusion.

Lin Yue covered his head, feeling like everything around him was spinning, and something was wrong.

He even saw the thick fog churning and heard maddening whispers coming from the graveyard.

Lin Yue stepped forward and continued the conversation.

His deep voice seemed to possess a certain magic, drawing people in unconsciously.

"Do you remember now? You are Qin Ziwang, and I am Lin Yue. This is the real reality."

"You've been corrupted by this cemetery; your spirit is breaking down."

"That's the reason for everything."

"If you don't believe me, think about it carefully. If you were Lin Yue, would you know anything about Lin Yue's past? From when she was a toddler learning to speak, to when she entered Chengnan University, hmm, think about it carefully?"

Every word Lin Yue uttered, every step she took forward.

His physique became increasingly unsettling.

His expression took on a strange, sinister quality.

Lin Yue's eyes lit up as she followed "Lin Yue's" words.

Yes, if I were Lin Yue, I would have past memories. Memories cannot be faked; they form the basis of all the personalities of a "person".

But when he tried to delve into the sea of ​​memories...

He suddenly froze.

How come... I don't remember anything.

Parents, classmates, friends—each a fulcrum in my memory—I can't recall them at all.

This doesn't even feel like my memories have been erased.

It's more like they never existed in the first place.

Lin Yue raised her arm, looking at the layers of twisted and deformed scars on it, and the feeling of touching her face just now.

Could it be that I really am... Qin Ziwang?

wrong!

There's one more powerful thing that can prove I'm Lin Yue.

As long as that thing exists, no matter what happens, it proves that I am Lin Yue!

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The name of something came to mind from the depths of my mind.

But in those expectant, almost pleading eyes.

The transparent light curtain did not appear.

No, system.

Everything was extremely quiet.

A smile, as if a scheme had succeeded, appeared on Lin Yue's face.

Lin Yue's body swayed violently a few times.

His mind is now in complete chaos, and he is trapped in an inescapable state of self-doubt.

The existence of the system is, of course, the strongest evidence.

But what if he/she isn't there?

That is also the most compelling evidence... only reversed.

He raised his head blankly and looked at the "himself" in front of him.

Lin Yue had a sinister smile on her face, which was chilling and made people shudder.

Upon seeing that smile, Lin Yue was suddenly jolted awake, as if she instantly understood everything.

He did it!

He tampered with my memories!

I am not Qin Ziwang.

He is not Lin Yue either.

He is the evil spirit of this cemetery!

He must be killed!

Only then can everything return to normal.

Lin Yue's eyes suddenly flashed with a chilling killing intent. She acted like a wild beast that had lost its mind. Without saying a word, she opened her claws and pounced.

The deformed fingers gripped Lin Yue's neck tightly, determined to kill her at all costs.

But Lin Yue remained unmoved, as if she did not feel any suffocation or discomfort.

He merely sneered, "Ha, so you've finally gone mad?"

"Qin Ziwang, do you remember what I told you at the treatment center?"

"If you dare to play tricks on me again..."

"I will kill you!"

Lin Yue pinched him back with her hand.

Now both of them had their hands on each other's necks.

However, the situation on both sides seems somewhat unequal; when you pinch it, it doesn't hurt or itch.

Lin Yue's strength was astonishing, as if she had been given attribute points.

The hand on my neck was tightening rapidly every second.

Even the neck bones were being squeezed so hard they made a "crackling" sound.

With her airway blocked, Lin Yue quickly fell into the agony of suffocation.

On the other hand, the person on the other side always had a cold face, as if the one he was holding was just a powerless worm that he could kill with a wave of his hand.

Lin Yue's face turned an unnatural purplish-brown, and her eyelids grew increasingly weak.

Because of the lack of oxygen in his brain, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Am I... going to die?

He strangled himself to death?