Please Show Some Respect for Me, Your Ghost

Two male leads | Three lifetimes of reincarnation | An obsessive, possessive top × a goofy, smitten ghost bottom

· Modern occult arts → Republican-era war → sci-fi space age. Three very different volumes, with one thing at their core: he loves him so much.

· Funny and tearjerking, a little sweet at first, angsty in the middle, and intensely possessive with mutual devotion later on.

· At first, the top watches coolly as the little ghost gets himself into trouble. Later, he goes completely mad trying to keep him.

· 1v1 from beginning to end, happy ending, but they have to go through hell in every life before they can be together.

Three lifetimes.

In the first, I was a ghost and he was human. He gave me more time by sacrificing his own lifespan and locked my soul by his side. His last words before he died were, “Wait for me. Find me.”

In the second, he was a warlord and I was an opera singer. He turned back through the artillery fire to save me, saying, “Shen Jinghong, in this life and the last, you’re the only one I want.” In the end, his body was destroyed, and he stayed by my side as a ghost for the rest of my life.

In the third, he was the Empire’s marshal and I was an android. He gave up his position as marshal and his physical body, uploading his consciousness to the interstellar network, because I was imprisoned there.

Someone asked him, “Was it worth it?”

He said, “It’s not about whether it was worth it. From the moment I first saw him stuck inside a TV, I never planned to let him go.”

This is a story about “obsession.”

It is also a story about being “loved obsessively.”

From a game in the mortal world to the smoke of war in the Republican era, from the smoke of war to a prison among the stars.

Three lifetimes of reincarnation, nine hundred years of searching and waiting.

He thought he was running away, and he thought he was chasing him.

In truth, they were both trapped in a cage called “love.” Neither could escape, and neither wanted to.