After discussing with Lin Yurou, uncle song plans to go downstairs to buy a supper for Lin Yurou.

A push open the door, but found a postcard quietly fell on the ground.

"Miss, I don't know who put in a postcard. It's just that... " Seeing the postcard, uncle song didn't look good.

"Postcard?"

Lin Yurou doubts, "take it to me."

Uncle song hesitated and handed the postcard to her.

This is a black postcard. The overall style is dark and bloody. On the dark postcard, there is a female ghost with blue face, tusks and hair. The female ghost's face is pale, and her eyes are red with blood. She opens her mouth with blood.

It's a bit creepy to look at this postcard.

"Well, is it a prank? I don't know who's so bored to make such a joke... " Lin Yurou turns over the postcard with a sneer. However, when she sees the handwriting on the back, her eyes suddenly shrink and her hands tremble. The postcard falls directly on the bed.

Lin Yurou's morbid white complexion is frightening.

"What's the matter, miss?"

Uncle song frowned.

"Uncle song!" Lin Yurou clenched uncle song's arm in a panic, shaking her lips and muttering to herself: "she's back She I'm back... "

"Who's back?" Uncle song doesn't understand. How can a dignified and elegant young lady be scared like this because of a postcard.

"Ye Ling! Ye Ling is back! "

"How could it be?" Uncle song suspected that his young lady had a fever and said nonsense, "young lady, Ye Ling's heart has been given to you. How can Ye Ling still live? Besides, you forget that we watched her body cremate in those days. It's all burnt to ashes. How can Ye Ling still live..."

"Look Lin Yurou quickly picked up the postcard and handed it to Uncle song, "look! This is Ye Ling's handwriting. I can't admit it wrong! "

Uncle song fixed his eyes and saw on the reverse side of the postcard, a line of big words that showed his personality:

Lin Yurou, I'm back.

"These words alone are not enough to explain anything! It must have been someone imitating her handwriting for mischief. " Uncle song was relieved. He thought it was something. Love as like as two peas, as like as two peas,

, I can read her from the corner of the box. You can see that the handwriting is the same.

It's Ye Ling. I won't admit it! "

Lin Yurou's body trembled slightly. She murmured to herself, "I robbed her heart, so she gave me a challenge in this way. Next..."

"Enough!" Uncle song frowned, as if to mean that his tone was heavy, his tone eased down, "Miss, three years ago we all saw Ye Ling burned to ashes, the urn is still buried in the ground, how can she resurrect?!

Handwriting can be imitated as long as you are serious. It's just a few words, and it's not difficult to imitate. It doesn't mean anything. It's just a bad prank. "

"Yes..." Lin Yurou's mood stabilized a little.

"I think the young lady is sad. She is too nervous. I'll ask the doctor to prescribe some tranquilizer for you. As for the prankster, I'll call the nurse on duty, check the monitoring, and catch him!"

"Well."

With Uncle song's words, Lin Yurou felt at ease. Under the care of Uncle song, she tore up the postcard and lay back in bed.

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