College freshman Ke Xiaoyang walked into the boys' dormitory No. 606, Which had been closed for nine years, for the first time and smelled the everlasting fragrance of osmanthus. From then on, he began to fall in love at the junction of day and night, dreaming of spring snacks every night.
Zhong Lingmei once cut her slender wrists with a desperate smile in the bathroom of this dormitory and let out the bright red blood. When the bright red blood on the ground gradually became darker and colder, her soul escaped from her withered body and revisited the holy and familiar church of the past. The moment she walked out of the church, the melodious bells suddenly rang, like the sigh of fate, shaking her soul and rippling into the distance. But her soul can no longer enter the cycle of reincarnation.
She has been waiting in this claustrophobic bedroom for nine barren years. On the first night when Ke Xiaoyang walked in, she was intoxicated by his pillow. In the lingering sadness, the fragrance of osmanthus deep in her soul blew into the dreamland where they slept together like wisps of spring breeze.
After Ke Xiaoyang met Tian Tian, the ghost Zhong Lingmei began to start a love battle between the Yin and Yang worlds with the phantom school beauty...