### Chapter 47: Bai Sisi’s Courage
Lu Liangting sat in silence for a long time, wanting to say something but unsure where to start. In the end, he could only put away the “heartfelt breakfast,” along with the love letter he received yesterday.
He just couldn’t figure out why so many strange girls started showering him with gifts out of the blue, like they had all magically appeared overnight.
To be honest, this amount of affection was way too heavy for him. It was so heavy that he couldn’t even handle it!
But he figured he’d just toss these things away—he could return them to their rightful owners later. Maybe he could sit down with them and have a little chat about how, at their age, they should really focus on their studies. A bright future was waiting for them, so why bother with romance now?
Unfortunately, he really didn’t have time for that at the moment.
His next mission was about to kick off at an abandoned middle school on the outskirts of Dongcheng. He had to do some investigating first—to scout out the place. There was no way he was going to find himself in a life-threatening situation like he did at Sunshine Apartments again.
At Sunshine Apartments, at least he had someone to help him out when trouble arose. But at Dongcheng No. 13 Middle School, he wasn’t counting on any benevolent ghosts to come to his rescue. After all, there were hardly any of those around. He had done at least ten tasks—some easy, some tough—and this was the first time he’d ever encountered a kind ghost.
It was a pity he had no connection with her; he didn’t even know her name, let alone exchanged a single word.
Seeing Lu Liangting sit there in silence, Zhao Mingyue propped her elbow on the table, resting her chin on her hand as she boredly turned to look at the rabbit plush toy lying quietly on the desk.
“I can sort of understand that feeling. I used to have some male classmates say weird things to me and send me love letters, but I’ve never had anything like this happen. It’s a bit creepy.”
Zhao Mingyue was not without her admirers; she was the goddess of many boys in school.
Pure and beautiful, tall and perfect, excelling in her studies while avoiding the nightlife of men—no late-night clubbing or drinking for her! With a slightly aloof demeanor mixed with a bit of adorably clueless charm, she scored big points.
And let’s not forget, she was just a high school student, already juggling a job to support herself. That’s proof she knew how to manage her life—living frugally, easily satisfied, and never one to be a drama queen.
With a face that could make a heavenly deity envious, she had next to no money. If it were anyone else, they might take the shortcut, getting involved with a rich local who’d keep them for the night, making a year’s salary in a single evening without breaking a sweat.
No hardship, money rolling in, and living lavishly without ever stepping foot in a dilapidated rental while biking to and from school. The only price to pay would be the occasional gossip and a twinge of guilt.
But those inconveniences paled in comparison to the benefits.
Even if she initially questioned herself, she’d numb out after a while, especially when the cash flow was just too good.
Yet, she never chose that route, even if her phone was a battered old thing with a cracked screen and slow performance, biking over half an hour to school and back.
Most importantly, her parents had passed away.
In other words, dating her wouldn’t involve worrying about future in-laws. When it came time to tie the knot, there wouldn’t be any dowry to shell out.
Once she married you, she’d have no family left but you!
“Bai Yu, can you tell me about your life before? You’re so cute—did any boys confess to you? Did you say yes? Or… wait, did you end up beating them up?”
If she was the boy confessing, Zhao Mingyue figured they would have likely gotten walloped hard!
“Nope. My past either involved killing people or being chased by them.”
“Uh… are you guys in the mob or mercenaries or something?” Zhao Mingyue asked, puzzled. Did such brutalities still exist in this day and age?
“Neither.”
“Then…”
“In that world, you can only survive by killing.”
“Okay, my bad.”
“My past isn’t important; you don’t need to worry about it.” Bai Yu knew exactly what was going through Zhao Mingyue’s mind.
“Then what about this rabbit plush toy…?”
“Just keep it safe. When you’re scared, hug it close. It will give you courage.”
Bai Yu’s personality was crystal clear to Zhao Mingyue—she wasn’t the joking type. But what she just said about the plush toy giving courage? That was just silly—something a kid would say!
A toy couldn’t possibly provide that much courage; it probably wouldn’t even compare to the flashlight in her hand.
Yet, here was this girl—saying something that sounded downright childish.
Zhao Mingyue nodded eagerly, her heart on it.
“I will!”
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It wasn’t until several days later that Zhao Mingyue fully understood Bai Yu’s words.
It started with a reminder from a message on her old black phone.
【Congratulations! You’ve acquired a ghostly item.】
【Bloody Plush Toy】
【Sister told her that at night, there’s nothing to fear—Miss Rabbit is your friend, and she will protect you in the dark. So on that stormy night, when the killer severed her head, dismembering her body, she still didn’t let go of that toy.】
【With this item, you will summon the vengeful ghost: Bai Yu.】
【Warning: This ghost is extremely dangerous; please be cautious when approaching.】
This plush toy was a gift from Bai Yu to her sister, Bai Sisi. On one terrifying night, something horrific happened to Bai Sisi while she clutched the toy tightly.
That’s why Bai Yu said such a seemingly childish thing.
Because within that toy lay Bai Sisi’s courage. When you hugged the rabbit plush toy, you would be influenced and become braver, even overcoming fear…
“I’m definitely taking Miss Rabbit along for this mission!”
Sitting in front of her computer, digging through every scrap of information on Dongcheng No. 13 Middle School, Zhao Mingyue made her silent vow.
“Dongcheng No. 13 Middle School poisoning case, twenty-four out of thirty-six students deceased…”
“Hey, was this school once an orphanage? Why did it turn into a school?”
Thanks to her experience at Sunshine Apartments, Zhao Mingyue effortlessly filtered through useful information this time, but much of it didn’t seem relevant.
“As expected, I’ll need to check it out in person.”
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Happy New Year to everyone! Today, let me take a little break and just post this QAQ.
