02 The Left Face of the Ghost

As a ghost, live in this world. I probably don’t even know what I look like, do I? Faintly, fluttering, unable to grasp, as if it is the moon on both sides, one side is dark, the other side is radiant, which side is yourself? I can’t see clearly. I don’t even know what kind of situation I live in.

Looking at myself and examining, Qiu’s little rest is a ghost? Oh, yeah? He touched his left face and saw himself sitting at his desk with a rosewood box in his hand! No, that’s not a box. It’s clearly a gun. The muzzle is as black as a hole, and it’s braving layers of air-conditioning, just l......