The 007 ghost who can't find his girlfriend

  "It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that I can't!", Zi Tong's serious eyes flashed with a hint of sorrow.

  Since she was a child, Ziyan has regarded Wenyue and Luoyi as her closest relatives. Especially Wenyue, who is only one year older than Ziyan, took care of her and Luoyi's daily life like an elder sister or even a mother.

  How can Ziyuan bear to let Wanyu die so young?! However, Wanyu is a red beauty curse, an early demise, as a demon hunter she can change her fate but not her life number.

  "What should we do? Just watch Yu Rong die like this?! We three made a vow, never to part ways!", usually tough and strong Luo Yi shed tears.

  Watching Lui's tears, Ziyan's eyes, which had become accustomed to being expressionless, were heart-wrenching, but she had long since made up her mind and had her own measure.

  "Alright! Fate is unchangeable, we can only do our best as humans and fulfill the last wish for her!" Zi Tong gently patted Luo Yi's shoulder to comfort her.

  "It can only be like this!", Luo Yi nodded, sniffing her nose. "Yan Ruo has always been thinking about that mysterious lover of hers, but after he found out she had cancer, the man disappeared!"

  Although the three of them grew up together like sisters, Wen Rou was much more reserved compared to Zi Tong and Luo Yi's straightforwardness. As for her emotional life, it was even more hidden. As her good friend, she could only tell that Wen Rou was in love from her shy and absent-minded behavior, but didn't know who the other person was. However, knowing that Wen Rou had always been very discreet, she also didn't ask further.

  But since Wan Rou was diagnosed with cancer in the hospital due to physical discomfort, her boyfriend disappeared overnight. The illness took away her health, and her boyfriend took away her smile. It seems that Zi Tong and Wan Rou's fate is somewhat similar, both encountering an irresponsible man.

  "Don't worry! I'll help Wanrou find that man!", Zi Tong's eyes sparkled with a hint of light.

  "Excuse me!", a tidy male ghost floated into the living room and raised his hand in front of Zǐ Tián and Luò Yī.

  "Disturb you sister! We're in the middle of a serious conversation, are you asking for a beating?!", Loi, who was still immersed in sorrow, waved her fist at the male ghost.

  "Please, I'm a ghost! Even if you're not afraid of me, don't be so fierce to me, okay?", the male ghost cried with a pitiful face and threw a pleading glance at Zitian.

  "How dare you!", Luo Yi glared fiercely at the male ghost and then walked into the kitchen.

  Zi Tong knew that Luo Yi had gone to help Wan Rou, so she didn't make a sound and directly snuggled into the sofa, lazily staring at the male ghost whose feet were floating above the ground.

  "Speak! What's the point of making such a big commotion?", Zi Tong's voice was cold, almost toneless.

  Daring to risk his own life as an exorcist, he possessed Luo Yi's body. He must have suffered greatly. However, Zi Tong saw that the ghost had died by its own hand, not murdered. Where did this so-called injustice come from?

  The male ghost floated in front of Violet Pupil, who had finally noticed him. "I've lost my girlfriend!"

  "Girlfriend?!", Zi Tong frowned.

  "Yes! My name is Zhang Xiaoshan, I want to find my girlfriend Xu Shiayi!" The male ghost named Zhang Xiaoshan looked out the window and began to speak...