"I thought that ghost was gone, and the boy would come back to marry me." It's night, and the brightly lit ghost town is a city that never sleeps. Nan Zhi sat in front of the window with his head held up in boredom, looking at the rows of lanterns spinning outside the window, and couldn't help but mumble.

"It's fashionable now that you can't get your heart and get your body?" A sound like a spring came to the scene.

"Who's there?" Nanori straightened up and asked with an annoyed and angry expression.

A fiery red dress hung proudly by the window, a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling on the upside-down beautiful head were brilliant and dazzling, three thousand ink hair hung down as softly as silk, and the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked on the thick and moderate lips, revealing a dangerous and delicate smile.

This is a ghost who is good at bewitching ghosts. Nan Zhi was stunned by the beauty for a long time, and silently defined. I saw that the ghost returned to its original position if there was no ghost, and the glass on the window was like paper and turned into fragments, only to see the ghost step by step with elegant steps approaching him, Nan Ori heard his own heartbeat, and his eyes were a little confused.

What does he want to do? What is the purpose of his coming?

No, it's close. What should I do if my face is going to be red? It's embarrassing.

The man in red leaned forward and gently buckled an earring on Nan Weaving's soft ear, Nan Zhi didn't know what medicine he had taken wrong, so he did whatever he wanted, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the man in red had picked a position not far from him and sat upright, just so quietly, looking at himself with a smile.

Nan Weaving's heart trembled, a trace of throbbing swelled, lowered his head, and recited with a little shame.

"You know that the concubine has a husband, and the concubine is given a double pearl.

Feeling lingering, tied to the red shirt.

The concubine's high-rise building is even rising, and the lover is holding the halberd in the bright light.

Zhijun's intentions are like the sun and the moon, and the husband vows to live and die together.

………”

"Heh, you're too worried." Before she finished her delicate and pretentious recitation, the beautiful peach blossom eyes of the man in red looked at Nan Zhi with a sneer. "Take a closer look."

"This was mine!" Nan Ori took a bronze mirror and took a closer look, blushing for his self-inflicted affection.

"Heh, where did you come from?" The pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling looked directly at Nan Weaving.

"I'm married, of course." Nanori said with a straight face.

"If the goods are returned, how can they be calculated."

"I think you're not just here to return my earrings." Nanori's eyebrows finally showed a hint of displeasure.

"I like to deal with smart ghosts the most."

"What did you come to me for?" Nan Zhi looked at it for a while, spread his hands, and played a bit of a scoundrel. There was a clear indication in my eyes that I had nothing here.

"It's simple, your life." Those peach blossom eyes were half serious, half joking, and the gloomy voice that was deliberately suppressed sounded thrilling in the middle of the night.

"It's a pity that you can't do it." Nan Zhi said expressionlessly, whether it is his own strength or the strength of his family, he is very confident.

"I know, so I'm kidding."

"It's not funny, and I don't know why your laugh is so low."

"I heard that your Rashon Temple guards a lake."

"Well, it's a lake that leads to the Otherworld." Nan Weaving calmly stretched his body, yawned, shed two tears, and looked at the man in red leisurely. "It's a pity that that lake can't even be opened by our insiders."

"It's very simple, it's sealed."

"This is made by the gods in the sky." Nan Zhi said with certainty, that calm and relaxed expression seemed to be laughing at the man in red for not being able to do anything.

"Just lend it to me, why bother talking nonsense."

"You just take it, why ask me."

"I said, how did you like Su Wuchang?"

"What do you have to do with it?"

"I wanted to pity you, but now I think you don't need it."

"I have nothing to pity, I was born with everything, a prominent family background, outstanding appearance, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, all have something to fear. All I lack is a partner to stay with......"

"I hope you believe that a broken life is the most beautiful."

"I don't need to believe it." Because for the sake of this ghost at the tip of my heart, there is not much left of the good qualities I once had. Nanori lowered her eyes, "I think, you won't understand?" "What I once thought about will be clinging to it in the future, and I want to give it up only to find that it is too late......

For a moment, the lights flickered.

"Let's make a deal." The man in red sat in the flickering candlelight, bewitching the ghost's heart.

"You might as well come to gamble for more clarity." Nanori turned her head away from looking at the side face in the light.

"Seven years."

"What do you mean?" Nan Zhi looked the man in red up and down, guessing up and down in his heart.

"You'll forget him in seven years."

"Okay."

"What did you say?" Hearing this unhesitating voice, I couldn't use all the drafts in my heart, and I was at a loss for a while, and looked at her suspiciously.

"Okay." Nan Zhi looked into the peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.