To Be a Heartthrob in a Horror Movie [English Translation]

Chapter 2: Dead Person

This ghost must be truly awful if it groped a man's butt.

Su Min nearly fell onto the threshold of the bathroom. He wanted to be as far away from the toilet as possible and forgot to blow out the candle.

After he left, however, the candle was instantly extinguished.

A click was heard from inside the dorm, and in a split second, light flooded into the room. Unable to bear with the brightness, Su Min raised his hand to cover his eyes.

The tip of his nose slightly percolated cold sweat.

As a cannon fodder, he was supposed to die in the bathroom. But, against all odds, he came out alive.

His two roommates were waiting outside.

Out of the three of them, Su Min's character was the most soft-hearted and had very few desires. As a result, he would always become the target whenever they played paranormal games.

Today, they overheard Please, Jian Xian from a girl in class. Hearing the girl talked piqued their curiosity, and they wanted to play it at once.

Su Min eyed around the room and saw that there were only three people here, including himself. "Where's the other guy?"

"In the evening, he said he was going to look for his Goddess, so he might be sleeping outside tonight," Lin Yiri said without much thought. "Did you see your other half?"

That was what they cared most about.

Su Min didn't answer. Instead, he looked down at the red nightgown clinging to his body and asked, "Why am I wearing a woman's nightgown?"

The nightgown lining his skin made him look like a drag.

Lin Yiri said in a voice heavy with ridicule, "Because you don't own any red clothes, and the lingerie store off campus only had this nightgown. Besides this, what can you wear?"

There were no flaws to that reasoning.

The script Su Min received didn't have a setting for the nightgown. Only when he survived the scene did the movie automatically inserted the data.

Lin Yiri and Zhao Runian praised, "Don't be scared, you look very good in those clothes. Forget the nightgown and quickly tell us, did you see your other half?"

"I didn't." Su Min shook his head.

There was a vague face in the mirror, but that couldn't even be considered an option.

Moreover, he didn't want to talk about the embarrassing incident he'd just experienced a few minutes ago. Remembering that stroke made him want to go back and beat a certain someone up.

Besides, even if he were to say it, he reckoned no one would believe him.

His roommates saw him as a person who wouldn't lie, so in succession, they circled around to their beds, despondent. They didn't forget to remind, "Since you're last to go to bed, turn off the lights."

Su Min, "..."

In the dormitory, there was a rule stating that the last to go up must be the one to turn off the lights.

Thinking of that, Su Min calmed his heart and flipped the switch.

The dormitory was once again plunged into darkness. He could hear his own soft breathing, as well as the rustling that came from his roommates' beds.

In accordance to his memory, Su Min made his way to bed.

The nightgown was just a nightgown. No one was going to see it anyway.