Holiday Celebrations

Ye Guan moved on his twenty-third birthday and moved into an old and broken-down house that had been empty for a long time. The monthly rent here is only 300 yuan, with two bedrooms and two living rooms with balconies. It is only a ten-minute walk from the freezer where she works. But since moving in, some strange things have often happened to Ye Guan—— Sometimes it's the cold touch in the middle of the night, sometimes it's the long black hair that doesn't belong to you pulled out of the floor drain, and sometimes the slender handprints that suddenly appear on the mist of the mirror in the shower... In the early hours of another night, Ye Guan, who felt his calf being touched, sat up in a daze, glanced at his bank card balance, and immediately gave up the idea of moving. What else can I do, just make do with it. * However, something unexpected happened on the day when Aunt Luo, a colleague in the cold storage, died unexpectedly. As a colleague, after Ye Guan sent Aunt Luo off for the last time at the funeral, he accidentally arrived in front of the newly opened amusement park in the city. She clutched the two tickets in her hands. Ye Guan lost his mother in his early years, and the only person in the world who was kind to him was Aunt Luo, whom he had worked with for a year. These two tickets were inexplicably stuffed under the door of my house one day. She didn't have the guts to ask Aunt Luo to play with her. The tickets were originally intended for Aunt Luo and her daughter. Ye Guan walked into the amusement park. The amusement park was bustling with people, and there were long queues for all the rides, as if they were celebrating a festival. Ye Guan walked a few steps in the garden and saw Aunt Luo on the super big pendulum who had just been pushed into the cremation room today. The celebration in the park was grand and enthusiastic, and the next moment, the huge Ferris wheel behind him made the squeaking sound of a facility malfunction. She looked back and saw someone jumping off the 100-meter-high Ferris wheel and smashing into a pulp in front of her eyes. The deceased looked extremely familiar. Ye Guan squatted down and straightened the deceased's head with trembling hands—— This face is my own face. So now, is I a living person or... A dead person? * Ye Guan, who was still alive, returned to the rental house in confusion. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a long-haired woman wearing a white windbreaker sitting on the sofa. Most of her windbreaker was stained red by old blood stains, and there was a fruit knife stuck in her chest. Seeing Ye Guan coming back, she put down the TV remote control and a smile appeared on her pale face—— "Baby," Han Bujin stood up, dragging his feet on the ground behind his back, and said with a faint smile, "Are you back?" —————————————— A dank and clingy sister-type female ghost × has low self-esteem and is sensitive and beats up a poor working man Purpose: Cherish life and live well