C47 The long haired red-clothed ghost was unable to quell the hatred in his heart!

"Did my sister ever have anyone she liked?" I felt my heart crumble. What the hell is going on? Why are you asking me this?

"Yes," I replied stiffly.

The ghost lady in red didn't continue questioning him but started to fiddle with her long hair again.

After about two minutes, when I couldn't sit still any longer, I said, "Let me tell you a story."

I didn't say anything