Zhu Yingtai looked at the gravestone before her, wiped away a tear, and said to the beautiful woman beside her, "Hao Yan was always most worried about you while he was alive. Now that he's dead, as his good brother, I'll take his place and take good care of you, Zhinv."
"You'd take care of me for the rest of my life?" Zhinv's heart leaped with joy, though she put on an extremely sorrowful expression.
Seeing Zhinv's grief, Zhu Yingtai sighed sadly and gently embraced her. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you for the rest of your life."
"Mm." Zhinv nodded obediently.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning exploded over the grave. The earth split, and a blue-green hand reached out of the grave before the tombstone, grabbing Zhu Yingtai by the foot.
A sinister voice, full of malice, said, "Yingtai, my best brother! Are you trying to steal my wife too? Then come down and keep me company!"
Zhu Yingtai exclaimed with delight, "Sure! I'm coming right down!"
(A ghostly romantic comedy about young love.)
