A ghost suddenly got "married" one day, and the marriage partner was still a living person... Morning bloomed and dusk bloomed, morning and evening bloomed, and parallel lines never intersected. You are a gourd flower, and I am not a hibiscus. The two parallel lines are so close that they overlap. Ps: short story, people T ghosts P Respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them, private marriages under the ghost cannot be verified. I have no knowledge of worldly affairs, have not studied criminal law, and am well versed in the art of flying horses and imaginary things (one word: lazy)
Purpose: 1. Cherish the people in front of you 2. Criticize feudal superstition