Although it was melodramatic, the most important thing was that she had survived. Nothing was more important than being alive.,Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew, Ye Hidi twitched her nose, a hint of joy appeared in her heart, and she took steps into the ghost house on the east side of Ghost Street.,Ye Hiran found nothing, her brows furrowed as she murmured softly, "Strange, why do I always feel like someone is following me"。