I randomly killed a cannon fodder female supporting character, but she turned into a book spirit and ran along the dimensional wall to squat at my house.
During the day, he would supervise my coding and change the plot, and complain about the bloody plot I wrote;
At night, I squatted on the mirror to sleep.
He stole my body and went out in the middle of the night, disturbed my blind dates, and even tried on my clothes secretly.
From then on, I had a special overseer in my life, who bickered with me every day.
The main theme is: scribbling the supporting characters makes you happy for a while, and the book spirit lives in your crematorium.
