"You come and pick me up when I die, okay?"
The young man turned around, and the shadow of his body completely covered the weak girl. His eyes were focused, as if he was making an unswerving vow.
"Okay!"
"Haha, then we have an appointment~" The soft girl laughed. Tang Yuan'er's red face revealed her excitement, and her eyes were shining brightly, like stars filling the entire world.
"Jiang Zuishan." The young man opened his lips and tongue, his voice clear and clear.
"What?" The girl rubbed her head in confusion.
The young man lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He said in a low tone: "My name. Jiang Zuishan. Drunken drunk, mountain mountain."
Tang Yuan'er suddenly realized it and patted the young man on the shoulder: "What a good name, it suits you very well. My name is Tang Yuan'er, the Tang of glutinous rice balls, the Yuan of Yuanxiao."
A fleeting smile appeared on Jiang Zuishan's lips, like ice and snow melting, fleeting. It's a pity that Tang Yuan'er was busy jumping around and playing with his own shadow, and failed to capture the beauty of this moment.
As a hard-core lover of ghost story books, Tang Yuan'er, the daughter of the Great Yu Dynasty's minister, was kidnapped to the underworld when she woke up. Her kidnapper was good-looking and reliable, but it's a pity that humans and ghosts have different paths.
A crystal teardrop cuts through a graceful arc to commemorate her first love that died early.
Jiang Zuishan had never seen such a noisy girl, like a blazing little sun, melting all his coldness and indifference. It's just that she never seems to understand his thoughts. .
What? Are humans and ghosts on different paths?
But I am a ghost, not a ghost.
Optimistic girl and cold boy
Intention: My heart is beating, and I am destined to be destined for three lives!