I am a ghost, and I don't know if I am a good ghost, but in the eyes of humans, there seems to be no such thing as good ghosts or bad ghosts, because when they see us, they will only shout, "Help! There is a ghost~"
I met a human cub that day. I didn't seek her out on my own initiative. She ran into our house. Oh, by the way, my parents are both ghosts. I guess she strayed into the territory of ghosts.
This little girl calls me Xue'er. I haven't had a name for many years. This summer, she calls me Xue'er. Okay, since she's pretty good, let's play with her for a while, but it can only be for a while. After playing for a while, you have to send her back quickly. Her physique is too bad, so she still needs to eat fat...
Concept: Emotions that span species