Misty Mingming: Is My Second Personality a Ghost?

"The scariest thing is not that there is a ghost living in my body. It's that... I gradually can't tell who is me." Until an unfamiliar pale face was reflected in the mirror, and the tips of his teeth glowed coldly when he smiled. "Lend me your body." Only then did I realize that one day the visitor behind the dark door of the mine clung to my "second personality" and was a vicious ghost who only regarded me as a "shell" - he was my second personality, but it was completely separated from my memory: he slaughtered the water ghosts in the old building late at night, and when I woke up I saw only a bed full of wet mud; he smashed the paper man who stole the soul in the funeral parlor, and I was kicked out as a madman. To make matters worse, the ghost's enemies lined up to come to my door: the resentful baby cried at my window, the hanging ghost haunted my bed - and I didn't even know how much trouble he had caused. Now I only had two choices: find out where this ghost came from, or wait to be dragged into the grave by his mess. But he smiled again in the mirror: "Do you think you can control me?"