Folding the umbrella and leaning it against the door, Yu Xing smoothed down her black T-shirt and khaki work pants. Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the rusty, heavy iron gate.,Yu Xing forced a smile: "Yeah, if I were to be scared, it would definitely be terrifying, the kind of scream that's more frightening than ghosts...",Under the pale yellow beam of light, the scarlet on his fingertips, like rubies in a white porcelain dish, was strikingly conspicuous.。