My fiancé Meng Mingzhu, who had been dead for five years, suddenly came back to life.
But there are 108 souls living in his body.
He hugged the square dancing aunt and refused to let go, and recited the death curse to the sweeping robot. The most ridiculous time was when he snatched someone else's daughter in the street and shed tears that did not belong to him.
He says good morning to the air and sings anime theme songs in Japanese...
Until one day, he touched my face and said, "I can borrow your boyfriend's body for a few days."
I finally discovered the truth more terrifying than schizophrenia through surveillance.
