Xu Huanhuan has been a failure for three years as a ghost. She has no house, no savings, and she still has no idea how she died. If it hadn't been for Weir to take her in, she would still be doing odd jobs here and there, earning a meager amount of money and eating tasteless candles. Although the ghost is hungry, she still feels uncomfortable. In the words of the old ghost, there is nothing you can do. You can't remember your life. If you can't hand in the information, you have no identity. If you are a ghost, no one dares to hire you...