After the Poor Little Thing's Body Was Stolen

Qiu He’s corpse has gone missing. He used to love sweets, but after becoming a ghost, he could no longer taste sweetness. Then he discovered a man whom all sorts of beings like him eagerly flocked to. Qiu He didn’t understand why, until he couldn’t resist sneaking a lick of the man’s strawberry mousse. So sweet! He followed the man home, mooching food and lodging, and occasionally chased away evil ghosts as payment. Ever since encountering a fake Taoist, Song Huai had noticed that the strange things around him weren’t dwindling. They were getting worse. For instance, a dessert that had been whole would inexplicably be missing a corner! Song Huai: Time to show off my cooking skills. Later, when Qiu He sneaked bites of little milk cakes, he tasted all kinds of strange flavors. Wasabi made him sneeze himself visible, and he didn’t even realize it. Unable to keep his mouth in check, he repeatedly and tearfully accused the culprit, but got nowhere. In the end, he could only cuddle a freshly made ice cream and crouch in a corner, sobbing. A vicious senior with a gaping maw tried to seize the chance to eat him. He “fearfully” threw himself into Song Huai’s arms, and the flames around him burned the evil ghost to ashes. His eyes shining, he asked the man for a kiss: “I want a reward!” Song Huai stared at the neatly tucked-in blanket, deep in thought: This little ghost is ridiculously strong. Could I lure him into bed with three ice creams? Song Huai’s friends discovered he had a new “virtual assistant” at home. It had every feature imaginable, was always ready when called, and its favorite thing to do was run errands for him. All he had to do was say, “Miao Miao, turn off the lights! I’ll treat you to ice cream,” and he could keep his hands free when going to bed. Qiu He, “living under someone else’s roof”: You think you’re so great! Just wait until I become a ghost and scare you to death! A soft, chatty sweetheart vs. a big shot who spouts nonsense with a straight face PS: Just an ordinary, everyday story about raising a ghost. There’s no real plot or logic, so just enjoy it as a sweet little treat. Some of the settings may differ from what you’d expect in everyday life, but this is a fictional world. Please go easy on me if you spot typos. That person’s name is “Zhou Yanshi.” Stop trying to catch him, please. orz Theme: Face adversity head-on, even when you’re in a difficult situation