For three days straight, whenever Lin Churou opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the ghostly shadow floating beside her bed, staring fixedly at her.
Lin Churou covered her mouth as she yawned, threw off the brocade quilt, and got out of bed. "Please move aside."
The moment the words left her mouth, Lin Churou froze. She'd let her guard down!
The ghost behind her quietly drifted closer and whispered chillingly against her ear, "You can see me."
Lin Churou's hair stood on end and her scalp prickled. Dragging her wobbly legs toward the door, she thought, I can't! I didn't!
One night, the servants hurried about, their faces uneasy. "Is the young miss burning paper offerings again? Could she really have been possessed?"
Lin Churou stole a glance at the man beside her. He was leaning casually against a tree trunk, yet his face was as pale as paper, radiating a sinister, deathly chill. Trembling, she tossed another handful of paper into the fire...
Wah... She's being haunted by that dead man!
Theme: Cherish life
