Strange

"What did you see? A ghost?" "Then you may be mistaken. There is more than one sly here." Chen Feng leaned against the wall made of flesh and blood, stretched out his left hand to search for a cigarette in the flesh. He remembered it was here, and after a while he fumbled and pulled out a hand to take away the cigarette on it. This is a strange world. Chen Feng smoked a cigarette and looked out the window and thought. "Did I occupy his body... Or did he live in this world for me for twenty-two years?"