When Cheng Guan was a child, he threw flowers on a coffin because of his skin. As a result, he had a high fever for several days and nights and often fell ill. When he was twenty years old, he encountered a ghost.
The ghost was surprisingly handsome, but he was an old man who had lived for a thousand years.
Despite the generation gap in age and personality, one person and one ghost could still chat. After chatting, they found out that the coffin where the ghost once lay was the same coffin where Cheng Guan threw the flowers.
Cheng Guan: God is going to kill me.
Jiang Cuo: Haha.
Intention: messy thoughts