Because of a dream, the starving little kid went to the mountains to pick up a ghost and took it home the next day. But why was this ghost so good? The little kid gradually fell in love with the ghost, and together they gradually became better.
[The name is useless, let me give you a random topic first, the writing style is ↓, the year is over, a huge short story]
Intention: He picked up a lonely ghost that had been wandering for thousands of years, fell in love with him, and embarked on the path he wanted to take the most.