By a twist of fate, Song Jiao moved from Beishi to Nanshi. Claiming he wanted to experience life, he rented a rather unusual house.
At first, nothing seemed amiss. Then one day, he noticed his night-light suddenly switching on and off, a window that was always left ajar, and Sprite cans turning up in the trash.
Until one day.
A little ghost sat on the wardrobe beside his bedroom, drinking Sprite. It looked terrifying and wasn't the least bit afraid to meet a human's gaze.
Meanwhile, one remarkable human simply looked back at it calmly and asked offhandedly, “Is the Sprite good?”
“Want another can?”
A composed, gentle, secretly passionate guy x a shy, innocent, crybaby cowardly ghost
Why does no one comment that it looks good?