Ah Shu is a little ghost. On her way to death, her grandfather told her that she was too resentful to be reborn.
Ah Shu didn't know how she died, and she didn't feel she had any resentment. She only remembered that a young man called her Ah Shu tenderly.
If it hadn't been for the Qingming Festival that year, the young man would have walked to her grave in the light rain. Ah Shu thought that she might stay on that little bumpkin until... Well, it seemed like she had already died once?
Ah Shu followed the boy all the way home. She didn't know why she had to follow him like a little tail. A sudden gust of wind that day blew the young man in front of him.
Since then, the love has been overwhelming.
Ah Shu was busy all day long. She couldn't understand the numbers written densely on the boy's paper, but she would still diligently organize the papers that were blown away by the wind.
That young man Fang Xun:? ? ? Why did the scrap manuscript I just threw away come back again! ! !
Intention: Lovers will eventually get married