CHAPTERS
As Zhou Shurong reveled in his newfound strength, he suddenly felt a strong resentment. He glanced at Zhou Langxing, who was slumped in the seat. The latter’s eyes were half-open, struggling to recover, but his face was twisted in a fierce expression, as though he was staring at an enemy. If he were to die now, he would surely turn into a vengeful ghost immediately. Was he scared silly? Zhou Shurong scratched his cheek, suddenly feeling displeased. He had died suddenly, and his last thoughts…- 132.6 K • Completed
- The kitchen was filled with the sound of bubbling, the unique spicy aroma of ginger wafting out from the pot, sneaking through the door cracks, and spreading through the living room. Zhou Langxing felt the spicy air pressing on his nose and mouth, stifling him, and his heart felt similarly heavy. As soon as he opened his mouth, the sharp ginger scent rushed into his nostrils, mouth, and throat. This wasn’t him wanting to cry. It was the irritating, pungent smell that was unbearable. When Qin…
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- Zhou Shurong didn’t come back. Qin Yan waited the whole night. On repeat, the news talked about yesterday’s small-scale acid rain, with meteorologists throwing around technical terms he couldn’t understand. Online, it was all peace and joy, as if nothing had happened the day before. He put down his phone. His eyes ached with a deep soreness. The moment he stood up, the world spun in a surreal whirl, everything tilting and shifting. Only when he collapsed onto the floor did he realize his…
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- After the wind and rain finally calmed, lots of people took advantage of the rare time off to go out and enjoy themselves. Just in case, everyone carried an umbrella when they left the house—some opened it to block the sun, some held it in their hand, and others tucked it into their bags. Zhou Langxing stopped at a red light, watching the different colored umbrellas weaving through the crowd. He had a new car now—an ostentatious, bright red one, almost festive. According to him, it was a…
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- While Zhou Shurong was lingering at the cemetery in the west of the city, pondering the “afterlife,” he came across a ghost—one he recognized, no less. The ghost seemed to be searching for something, wandering aimlessly until he suddenly bumped into Zhou Shurong, who was perched on a gravestone. Startled, he stared at Zhou Shurong for a long moment, hesitating as he said, “Hey, you look kind of familiar. Have we met?” Zhou Shurong, agitated and frustrated at his inability to comprehend the…
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- Was Zhou Shurong really not harboring any ulterior motives? Qin Yan quietly looked at him. The topic had drifted far away by now—Zhou Shurong was recounting how, after regaining consciousness, he realized he had become a ghost, how shocked he was. He talked about accidentally breaking a lightbulb, trying to fix it while Qin Yan wasn’t paying attention, only to make it worse. He described the first time Qin Yan went out without an umbrella—he could only shrink back behind the door and watch him…
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- As the lights of the city began to twinkle, each person here had their own fate. Qin Yan was preparing dinner, directing Zhou Shurong to wash and chop vegetables, while Zhou Langxing was drowning his sorrows in a friend’s bar. He didn’t want to go home, so he drove aimlessly around the city. The city lights suddenly lit up in unison, and he realized it was already evening. Sitting at the bar counter, he silently warded off countless people who tried to strike up a conversation. Zhou…
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- A ghost doesn’t have the concept of “falling asleep.” Qin Yan swore to accompany him through the long, endless night, flipping through his collection of DVDs while curiously asking, “How did you spend your nights before?” Zhou Shurong crouched next to him in front of the drawer on the left side of the TV cabinet, extending his hand to rummage through the DVDs. “Close my eyes and try not to think about anything, or just keep thinking. Otherwise…” “Otherwise what?” He glanced…
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- Knock knock— A quiet knock sounded from outside the door. It creaked open, and a familiar face peeked in. “Ah, Yulchan…!” Geonwoo was the first to call out in delight at the sight of him after so long. But then— “W-what happened to your face?!” “…Ah.” Both Geonwoo and Jiho were visibly shocked at Yulchan’s appearance. And rightly so. Didn’t she say it was just a small bump…? Now that he was up close, they could see his lip was split and scabbed over,…
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- “…That’s not magic, right?” Yulchan was doing things he hadn’t been able to before. First, he made what used to be a semi-transparent Safe Zone barrier completely invisible. But it wasn’t as if the space inside became visible either—it was as if it had been cloaked with magic. Even espers with sharp vision wouldn’t notice there was a wall there unless they were looking for it. To monsters—whose eyesight was known to be worse than a human’s—it was…
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