Lin Mo dragged his tired body and got into bed. Suddenly there was a clammy feeling on his hand, and the beads gave off a burst of golden light. She took a breath. A sigh: It turns out that the old landlord is a real person, and there is really a ghost.
Song Mingli was poking the Buddhist beads on the woman's tender jade hand... With his hand.
"Don't be afraid, I am your ancestor and I won't hurt you."
Lin Mo closed his eyes tightly, why is this ghost still cursing, wuwu.
Song Youli:?
Song Youli forgot his obsession and only remembered that a person left in spring, bringing the fragrance of flowers all over the ground. He said: "I will never forget you, even if I only remember spring."
Intention: Strive actively and move towards a new life.