TSFLIP Chapter 338

Feng Guang leaned weakly against the door, overwhelmed with frustration. She couldn’t help but deeply resent her situation. Even though she was a transmigrator, she didn’t have any godlike abilities. Apart from the system in her mind, she was just an ordinary person.

“Feng Guang, the floor is cold.”

A pleasant and familiar voice suddenly broke the silence. She looked up to see An Yi. Her lips quivered, and her sorrowful expression made it seem like she was about to cry. Stretching out her arms, she pleaded for a hug. “An Yi…”

“What happened?” An Yi asked, seeing her pitiful look. He sat down beside her, pulling her into his arms and gently patting her back. “Don’t cry. It took you an hour to do your makeup, remember?”

She was about to cry, but his words made her want to laugh instead. Her expression turned into a mix of tears and laughter as she buried her head against his chest and muttered, “I… I’m being threatened by a ghost. He said he’s going to take me to hell.”

“Feng Guang won’t go to hell,” An Yi said with a soft chuckle. “Feng Guang will only go to heaven.”

“That’s not funny.”

“Then don’t laugh.” An Yi’s brows curved with a faint smile, his gaze warm and reassuring. “I know who you’re talking about. As long as I’m here, he won’t be able to touch you.”

“Then… is he still nearby?”

“Yes, he’s not far from us.”

Feng Guang clung tightly to his shirt. “I’m scared… An Yi, don’t leave me.”

“Alright, I won’t leave you.”

An Yi’s peripheral vision caught sight of the letter on the floor. His gaze lingered on it, and after reading its contents, his body stiffened slightly, his face betraying a trace of confusion.

There was an eerie familiarity about it, something that seemed to tug at his distant memories.

Feng Guang noticed his sudden silence and looked up. “An Yi, what’s wrong?”

An Yi shook off his strange thoughts and smiled. “It’s nothing… I was just thinking about how to get rid of him.”

“You can’t confront him head-on!” Feng Guang abruptly pulled away from his embrace, clutching his collar tightly. “He’s… he’s one of those… vengeful ghosts. Yes, that’s it—vengeful ghosts! Don’t TV dramas always say that vengeful ghosts are super strong? Normal ghosts can’t beat them. Don’t fight him. What if he… eats you?”

“Why would he eat me?”

“To gain more power!”

“Feng Guang… is this from one of your scripts?”

“Are you saying I’m making this up?”

An Yi chuckled and planted a kiss on the corner of her lips. Her earnest expression was undeniably adorable. “He won’t eat me because neither of us has anything like that—‘power levels’ or whatever.”

If ghosts existed, it was less a supernatural phenomenon and more like a manifestation of lingering thoughts—residual emotions with unfinished business tethering them to this world. Or perhaps they were a kind of magnetic field anomaly.

“Are you sure he won’t eat you?” Feng Guang asked, still dazed.

“I’m sure,” An Yi said with a gentle smile. Besides, between him and that ghost, who was stronger was still up for debate.

“Even so, I don’t want you looking for him. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

An Yi humored her. “Alright, as long as he doesn’t try to harm you, I won’t go looking for him.”

Relieved by his promise, Feng Guang let out a sigh and slumped back into his arms, as if all her strength had left her. In a weak voice, she said, “An Yi, let’s make a deal, okay?”

“What kind of deal?”

“Don’t stir up any trouble that would delay filming. You know how it is with romantic dramas. I’ll inevitably have to interact with the male lead a bit, but I promise I’ll talk to the director and keep things as distant and professional as possible. At most… just holding hands, alright? The sooner I finish this project, the sooner I can stop seeing Yu Shu, and the more time I can spend with you. How about that?”

“Alright.”

“You have to believe me. I only have you in my heart…” She paused, taken aback. “Wait, you said alright?”

An Yi simply smiled without saying more.

Hmm… his attitude was a little strange.