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Chapter 8

Wanwan's POV

I watched the documentary helplessly, watching all my past life events happen before my eyes. Hehe. Uh. Ahem.

So, they said some stuff that I didn't bother paying attention to, and just nodded or shook my head when I deemed fit. that was until they said reincarnation. Ah, that was when I started paying attention. 

"So, miss Wanwan, according to this life documentary, you have not committed any major sins and have done several good deeds. For that, you shall be reincarnated in five days. Please enjoy your stay in the Dead Realm and have a happy next life. Thank you for your time," said one of them. I nodded once more, this time I actually nodded cause I knew what was going on.

Then, the whole room disappeared and the circle I stood in became a barren patch of land, surrounding that was lots of grass. Not far from my little patch of soil, was a city, or so it seemed. I stepped out of my circular patch of soil and flattened all the grass in my way, which sounds a lot worse than I walked over to the city. So I walked.

And I walked.

And I walked.

Until I finally arrived at the city.

But that was when I realised – it wasn't a city. It was just a whole housing estate. I stopped in my tracks and wondered, where is my home? And at that moment, it was as if my feet were two obedient little dogs who got the message, obeyed it, and started dragging me forward, without my brain needing to control them anymore. 

I took a bunch of turns here and u bunch of turns there, running across the streets like a mad horse on steroids. 

Finally, they stopped.

They stopped in front of a house which had my name embellished on a bronze plate on the door. So, naturally I went in. If something has your name on it, it probably is yours, unless someone else has the same name as you. Highly likely not if your name is Tang Wanwan. If you're talking about Ling, that's a common sight.  I pushed open the door and stepped in.

HOLY COW!

This is the home of my dreams!

A soft, fluffy bed made of soft cushiony fluff which you could just sink into but still be supported. A punching bag, with Yu Zhong's face on it. Never once did I think my bosom friend would become my greatest enemy. Now, I can punch his face to my heart's content, and I can deform it as long as I want to. The toilet was equipped with a bathtub and a toilet bowl. A TOILET BOWL. A REAL LIFE PORCELAIN THRONE YOU KNOW. AND A SINK, A SINK I'M TELLING YOU! Yellow lights illuminated the beautiful bathroom which also came with a marble-tiled floor and mirror, making it so damn beautiful.

A kitchen, which doesn't even require actual cooking! A built-in food dispenser would dispense me whatever I wanted to eat for the day, no worries about hungry ghosts anymore!

How I wish I could stay here forever.

Wait no. If I must, I should get Ling. But who knows where he is now. He might already be reincarnated, or he might still be here, in the middle of these thousands of souls waiting for their turn for reincarnation.

I set my depressing thoughts aside and wandered around the two-storey house, apart from the bed and the toilet, I pretty much have yet to think of what I wanted. So, I wandered my way to the fluffy bed, plopped down, and thought of whatever should be added to this house to make me wish I never needed to leave...