As a senior female author who fights the streets, what Nan Sheng wants to do most is to hang himself at the gate of the editor's house one day, so that he can know how cruel it is to let himself run naked all the time.

In fact, her approach is roughly the same as she thinks.

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, which happened to be the Midyear Festival, Nan Sheng learned the address of the editor's home through various channels, so she packed up and prepared to express herself over.

But this courier only accepts dead things, not living things.

This made Nan Sheng try his best to make a crazy decision!

With a fever in the brain, he sold everything that could be sold at home, leaving only the last few dozen yuan of courier fees on the table, and called the courier.

She got into the box she had made earlier.

I took the sleeping pills I had prepared in advance, and I fell asleep in my arms and dolls.

In the imperial capital, at the door of an editor's house, a cardboard box was lying quietly in the corner, and a tall and beautiful man in white casual clothes looked at the frog doll in his hand suspiciously.

A doll of more than 20 centimeters needs to be packed in a cardboard box of more than 1 meter and 6 meters? Is this courier sick in the head?

Bei Mo took the frog doll and turned around and was about to enter the house, but suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from his back, he raised his eyes and looked overhead, the scorching sun in August can burn people to death.

But why did he feel cold?

Entering the house with doubts, Bei Mo turned on the air conditioner in the house, and comfortably lay on the sofa and picked up the tablet to read the outline sent by the author.

"Ding-dong." The exclusive prompt of the mobile phone buckle sounded, and Beimo picked it up and saw that it was a vibration message sent by an author named 'Nan Sheng'.

After Bei Mo glanced at it, he casually threw his phone aside.

After reading the outline in the mailbox and giving a reply, I picked up my phone and replied to the message of 'Nansheng'.

Nan Sheng: Lord Beimo, have you received the gift I gave you? Do you like it? Hehe, today is the Midyear Day, I wish you a happy holiday.

Beimo: I received it, thank you, and I wish you a happy holiday.

Nan Sheng: o (one (one +) o resentment.

In line with the principle of not chatting, Beimo did not continue to return to Nansheng's news.

It turns out that Bei Mo didn't want to go to the company when he was on vacation, but just now the boss called him and said that a temporary meeting would be held, so Bei Mo had to change his clothes, hold his mobile phone wallet, put on sunglasses and prepare to go out under the scorching sun.

After locking the door, he found that the cardboard box left at the door had not been cleaned and picked up by the aunt, Bei Mo dragged it to the side of the trash can with one hand, and threw it into the trash can with force.

"Hiss-" As soon as he threw the carton into the trash, Bei Mo felt that his hand was a little painful, and when he lowered his eyes, a small cut was made on his little finger,

After taking out a tissue and wiping it, Bei Mo turned around indifferently.

But he didn't see his shadow on the ground, and there was a figure jumping around.

"Hey, are you Bei Mo?" Nan Sheng jumped and stepped on the shadow for a while, then jumped in front of Bei Mo, and saw that Bei Mo ignored it and walked straight by, her head was crooked?

Why pretend you didn't see her?

She was in the cardboard box before, too, and he took the frog doll away, but left himself behind.

After Nan Sheng stood in the scorching sun and thought for a while, she suddenly woke up to her in the imperial capital, she didn't know anyone, and she had no money, what should I do if Lord Beimo ran away from her?

hurriedly exerted her short legs of one meter six and chased in the direction of Bei Mo, shouting: "Lord Bei Mo wait for me!" ”

When Bei Mo came out of the pharmacy, he felt the illusion that someone was always staring at him, and when he looked around, no one found anything abnormal. After the band-aid is applied,

Reaching out to take a taxi, the taxi stopped in front of Bei Mo, Bei Mo stretched out his hand to open the car door, Nan Sheng saw this and quickly slipped in and sat in the innermost.

"To XX Road." After Bei Mo finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, this was originally nap time!

Seeing Bei Mo's impatient face, Nan Sheng looked at him suspiciously with her arms propped up, she always thought that Bei Mo was a girl, but she didn't expect that the editor in charge of the female frequency turned out to be a man!

Thinking that he was always stupid in front of him before, Nan Sheng's whole person was not good.

Seeing Bei Mo click on the buckle, Nan Sheng's eyes lit up, leaned over, and when he saw his name, he stretched out his hand and touched the screen of his mobile phone, wanting to see if Bei Mo had replied to her.

Coincidentally, Bei Mo saw that there was no author looking for him, and he was about to turn off his mobile phone, but he found that the chat box with 'Nan Sheng' was open, he didn't seem to have it just now, right?

"Tsk, it turns out that Lord Beimo has returned to me." Nan Sheng smiled and closed the dialog box.

Bei Mo swallowed his saliva,, what's going on?

In the next time, Bei Mo's whole person was in a trance, and he was always distracted during the meeting, and after the meeting, the BOSS patted Bei Mo's shoulder and asked with concern: "Bei Mo, your state today is a little wrong!" ”

"Sorry boss, I'm a little uncomfortable." Bei Mo raised a pale smile.

Another editor in charge of the same group walked over and was startled when he saw Bei Mo's face: "Bei Mo, today is the Midyear Festival, you won't be haunted by ghosts, right?" ”

"Haunted?" Bei Mo frowned, shook his head and said, "How is it possible, how can there be ghosts in this world?" ”

"It's better to believe it than to believe it, you can go burn some paper money tonight."

Bei Mo nodded perfunctorily, and walked out of the company listlessly, haunted by ghosts? He didn't do anything wrong, how could he be haunted by ghosts?

It's just nonsense.

"So, I'm a ghost now?" Nan Sheng patted his face, hey, it didn't hurt, and he reached out and pinched the soft flesh on his inner thighs.

Gather together!

It still doesn't hurt!

So, did she really become a ghost?

No wonder she feels that her body is much lighter, and Lord Beimo always ignores her, and he can't see her feelings when she becomes a ghost!

I got out of the car with Bei Mo, went to the supermarket, bought vegetables, and Nan Sheng kept bouncing in front of Bei Mo. The conclusion was that he really couldn't see her!

But if he can't see her, how can she give herself to him?

At night, Bei Mo thought about the strange incident that happened in the car before, so he still went to buy some paper money and incense, and burned paper money behind those who also went out to burn before the big night.

"Lord Beimo, you ignored me when I was a person before, but now that I'm a ghost, is it really okay for you to ignore me like this?" Seeing Bei Mo squatting on the ground and burning paper money, Nan Sheng was so angry that he took off his shoes and threw her away, but his shoes were taken off and his feet were torn off.

When Nan Sheng was stunned how to pick it up-

"Little sister, you're a new ghost, right?"

"Grandma, are you?" Nan Sheng turned around and saw an old grandmother sitting there, not far in front of her, there was a middle-aged couple burning paper money.

"Hehe, I'm also a ghost, I've been dead for a long time."

"Then you must know a lot of things, can you tell me why he can't see me?" Nan Sheng pointed at Bei Mo.

"People and ghosts have different paths, you are a ghost, he is a human, how can he see you?" The old grandmother said with a smile.