Encountering a Ghost in a Rented House: A Terrifying Punishment for a Heartless Man

"Anya, is this the new house you rented?"

Late at night, the two of them stood under an old building, Siqi said to Anya, "This house is so cheap, could it be unclean?"

Anya punched Siqi fiercely, "Oh, you pessimist, stop talking nonsense, you still have to stay here tonight."

Siqi waved her hand, "Hey, I'm just kidding, there's no such thing as ghosts or spirits, it's already the modern era."

As they spoke, they playfully ran upstairs, the corridor was spacious, with a charming, old-fashioned atmosphere.

"Wow, it's so spacious, and it's a two-bedroom apartment with a living room."

Siqi said as she looked around like she was shopping at a market.

"You can sleep in this room." Anya said, "Don't mess with things, because many of them were left behind by the previous landlord."

"No way!" Siqi hugged Anya, "I want to be with you, wherever you go, I go."

Anya looked at Siqi with disgust, "Fine, fine, but you have to promise not to do anything inappropriate!"

Siqi pinched Anya's chin playfully, "Don't worry, babe, I'll be gentle with you."

Anya had no choice but to slowly drag Siqi into the bedroom, where Siqi caught sight of the old-fashioned wardrobe as if it had traveled through time.

"Wow! What ancient dynasty is this antique from?"

Anya was about to stop Siqi, but it was too late, she had already opened the wardrobe.

"Hey, just when I wanted to stop you, now you're being curious, all of these are things left behind by the landlord." Anya said, but she herself was attracted to a red cheongsam in the wardrobe, she reached out and took the cheongsam, "This cheongsam is so beautiful!"

Siqi looked proud as she teased Anya, "How about trying it on to see how it looks?"

Anya slammed the wardrobe shut, "Forget it, it's late, let's go to sleep."

Saying that, Anya went to take a shower, and when she came back, Siqi had already fallen asleep. Anya pushed her forcefully, "Siqi, Siqi, wake up and go take a shower."

...

Late at night, the lights were off, it was raining silently outside, and the lightning illuminated the room continuously, but there was no thunder.

A man and a woman stood side by side in the room, looking solemn, the man in a suit, and the woman in a red cheongsam. In front of them was a round table, with fruits on top, and a fruit knife sticking out of the fruit.

"Xiang Ge, now everyone in the world is against us being together, we have no way out now."

The woman looked at the man, after some thought, the man suddenly picked up the fruit knife, resolutely said, "Ah Mei, since that's the case, why don't you kill me, then commit suicide, we can't be together in the mortal world, let's be ghost lovers in the underworld."

As he spoke, the man handed the knife to the woman, the woman shook her head and took a step back, "No, I can't do it, Xiang Ge, you or I commit suicide instead."

The man, with tears in his eyes, clenched the knife, closed his eyes tightly, and stabbed down, filling the room with red blood.

"Ah--"

Anya suddenly sat up in shock from the bed, the light suddenly turned on, and Siqi, rubbing her sleepy eyes, also sat up.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Anya covered her face, recalling the so realistic scene just now, "Yes, so real!"

"Anya!" Siqi suddenly sat up, looking startled, "How did you put on this dress!"

Anya was stunned, she looked down, at some point, she was wearing a cheongsam, the same red cheongsam that had been originally in the wardrobe, the red cheongsam from the dream, the one worn by the woman who died in the dream.

"What's going on!"

Both of them said in unison, sweat immediately soaked Anya's hair, she stared with terrified eyes and quietly said to Siqi, "Siqi, I just had a nightmare!"

The next night, alone, Anya walked into the room helplessly, hastily went into the bathroom to freshen up, and when she returned to the bedroom, she was already very exhausted.

She opened the wardrobe to take a look, the cheongsam was still hanging there, she closed the wardrobe with a loud sound, took the lock and locked the wardrobe, then threw the key out the window, closed the window.

She thought to herself: even if yesterday was sleepwalking, this time the wardrobe is locked, no matter how strong one is, it can't be opened.

Anya turned around, suddenly, she saw the cheongsam still on her bed, not just the cheongsam, but also the woman in the cheongsam, yes, the woman from the dream.

Anya sat on the floor in shock, but the woman appeared calm, "Don't be afraid, I have come to ask for your help, as long as you promise to help me, I guarantee I will not come to find you again."