After a while, Banxia replied with a message:

"Although Ling Fei is still a junior in college, she has been in love with writing since her freshman year."

Mo Ling: "Do you write about the supernatural?" ”

Banxia made a nodding expression.

"Yes, she is a columnist for a website, and for more than two years, she has written more than three million words and six long stories."

Mo Ling suddenly realized, no wonder that girl was willing to participate in some supernatural game in a supernatural studio, she should have gone to find inspiration.

What a bold girl.

He had never seen a girl more daring than Ling Fei, and she even dared to live in the same room with an unfamiliar man in the middle of the night.

"She may have been stimulated when she played the game again. By the way, does she have a sister? ”

Mo Ling remembered that three months ago, when he went to the hospital to see Ling Fei, Ling Fei said that she saw her sister before the car accident on Mingchuan Road.

Banxia replied, "I heard her talk about her sister, who died when she was two and a half years old and accidentally fell into a pool. ”

Mo Ling paused, and when he saw this message, his eyebrows tightened slightly.

Ling Fei said what she meant when she saw her sister on Mingchuan Road.

Mentally abnormal, hallucinating?

Mo Ling didn't reply for a long time, he was thinking about some questions.

For example, what kind of game Ling Fei played, such as why she wanted to see her deceased sister so much.

When her sister died, she was only two and a half years old, a two-year-old child was still in an ignorant period where she didn't understand anything, and people had no memory of what they experienced before the age of three, why did Ling Fei have such deep feelings for her sister.

Mo Ling is not a nosy person, but at this time, he has some inexplicable interest in what happened to Ling Fei, as if he saw a strange story, and he wants to know the cause and effect.

"That's right, Banxia, why do you care so much about Ling Fei?" Ten minutes later, Mo Ling sent a sentence.

His instinct was that this girl named Banxia cared about Ling Fei very much, just like an older sister cared about her younger sister.

But they seem to be just friends.

Banxia replied quickly.

"Ling Fei is my best friend, and when I am in trouble, she is the only one who helps me without hesitation. She is actually a very good, very good, very kind girl, I don't want to see my friend become a crazy person in the eyes of others, I want to help her. Hopefully she can become normal, just like before. ”

Mo Ling could see that these words were the words of a girl, and this girl confided in front of him without reservation, which surprised him.

After all, they've only met once.

"Banxia, are you telling me this because you have any thoughts or plans?"

Mo Ling didn't think that the other party would say these words to him for no reason. And I don't choose to say these things to myself for no reason.

Next, Mo Ling did not receive a reply from the girl for nearly ten minutes.

The girl seemed to have something to do and did not answer for a long time.

But ten minutes later, Mo Ling's phone rang again. Then he saw the text that shocked him:

"I'm going to go to that supernatural studio, and I'll participate in all the supernatural games that Ling Fei has played as a volunteer, so that Ling Fei can watch me play these games as an audience."