Gu Qingyu went crazy: "Why did I have to be jealous of a living person when you were a human, and now I have to be jealous of a ghost?!"
Wo Yusheng's eyebrows widened with a smile, looking doting on him: "Whether it's a human being or a ghost, I don't want anything but you."
Gu Qingyu's depression was swept away. Looking at Wo Yusheng's smile, she really wanted to hug him. She thought that one day when Wo Yusheng was well, she would hug him and not let go, and bring back all the people she had not hugged or kissed over the years.