After I was fired, I held my few belongings and thought about how to live in the future with a sad face. I yelled in my heart: For a hardworking little bee like me to end up like this, God, do you really have no eyesight? Later, the problem of how to live was solved, because my unreliable father actually left me a family property, but why did strange things always happen? Help~ What was the thing combing my hair on my bedside in the middle of the night? Why did the water glass I drank from run away by itself? Why did the ants on the ground always follow me? Why did the roses in the garden drip blood? I ended up being a coward. I couldn't help but want to run to ask my father what kind of bizarre amusement park he gave me. As a result, I dreamed of a handsome ghost with long hair and red clothes in the middle of the night. He threatened me not to leave, otherwise he would cry to me and even kissed me. **, I was really obsessed with sex. When I woke up, I actually saw a red lip mark on my face. No matter what, I want to be a romantic ghost, ~
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
