Shen Shengu was very strange. He was obviously dead, but his soul still remained in the world. He was floating around in the world, looking at the filth in the world. The intrigues in the family did not stop because of his departure, and Miss Lu, who had been privately committed to life, did not feel sad because of his departure. Only the little gangster in the north of the city still visited him every day, telling him who he had met and what he had done these days, and even brought him some osmanthus flowers from time to time.
Here comes the cake.
Purpose: Research on human emotions