Daddy, That Ghost Is Crying Again

"On this day last year, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the human face went, but the peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze!" This poem is undoubtedly the most realistic portrayal of Wang Chuan over the years. Four years ago, during the summer vacation of my sophomore year, my girlfriend went home and died in a flash flood. Today is the Qingming Festival again. Wang Chuan paid tribute to his lovesickness in the distance and unexpectedly obtained the ghost emotion system. … "Brother, please forgive me. I will never embroider again!" The embroidered shoe ghost trembled. As an embroidered shoe ghost, his hands are broken at embroidery. How can he explain this matter? "You... Don't be like this... Humans and ghosts are in different paths... Help me!" Sadako was shaking all over and struggling to crawl back to the TV. The world is too dangerous, I want to go back to the underworld. "Hero, I was wrong! Please give me a good time!" The zombie ghost was lying on the ground, crying and miserable! … "Daddy!" Wait, whose little princess is this? Pink carving and jade carving... No, this is an abandoned baby!