Chapter 111 I am Wanyou (3)_1
KNOCK, KNOCK. Their door was suddenly rapped, followed by Wanyou’s familiar and gentle voice.
"Shen Cheng, Sister, do you know where my new bottle of Magnolia Perfume is?"
Wanqian’s body shook violently. She clamped her mouth shut, stifling a scream. Shen Cheng also shuddered but managed to steady himself, determined not to lose control or make a sound.
Why had Wanyou, dead for a year with no trouble in that time, suddenly reappeared here after a year? Was it because she had died with reluctance? Was it because she couldn’t rest in peace? Or was it because she...
Shen Cheng dared not think further. Wanyou’s voice rang out once more in their ears.
"Ah, it was here all along. You two go to sleep; I’m going back to sleep too. Good night, sweet dreams!"
Then, the sound of a door closing followed. They could even hear Wanyou taking off her shoes distinctly. Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, a scent, reminiscent of magnolia yet subtly different, enveloped them.
This scent was Wanyou’s favorite perfume. It reminded them both that someone really had been at their door, that someone had knocked. All of it was real, not an illusion.