"No, July …"

Lu Qinglang was still trying to persuade me when a familiar embrace suddenly embraced me. "What a coincidence! The only one I like is also you!"

Song Nan pulled me into the bathroom. I was still confused. Why did he suddenly come back?

Even though I knew that he was lying, my heart still moved. Right, his heart had been moved from nowhere!

I wanted to slap myself. I could accept that I loved him but he didn't love me, I couldn't accept that he didn't love me and I thought he did.

It's a bit like a tongue twister, but that's the truth. I don't want to live in a fantasy.

If I did die one day, he thought, it would be a little sad when I came, and I would be content.

Song Nan didn't immediately urge me to take a bath. Instead, he started to take out some clothes from his shopping bag and threw them into the washing machine. "I went to buy some clothes for you. I don't really know how to use it.

Seeing how adorable he was, my previous worries were immediately thrown away. So, I didn't point it out when I saw him tucking his underwear and stuff in.

The washing machine was old-fashioned, but I knew how to use it, so I taught him. Unexpectedly, he studied very seriously. I am so relieved to think that he did not do it directly as he did when he was driving!

Speaking of driving, I thought of a serious problem, "These clothes... You really bought it? "

"Of course!" Song Nan pouted in dissatisfaction, and was a little dissatisfied with my questioning of his ghost product: "I have the invoice! But it's in the pocket of one of the clothes. "

Invoice! Assi! I quickly stopped the washing machine because it was a new one, and the labels and tags on it had yet to be removed. If I were to continue this process, I would definitely be able to wash out the scraps of paper from the washing machine.

Fortunately, my reaction was fast, the cards were all a little muddled at the start. In the pocket of a coat, the invoice was actually found.

If he bought a bunch of ladies' clothes, he should be very handsome when paying! It's a pity that I haven't seen a man take out a purse for me even after growing up like this.

I took off all the labels on my clothes, but I slipped the invoices into my pocket. This was the first and perhaps the last time.

"It's so troublesome to be a person!" Song Nan saw me picking the label and sighed with emotion, but he still didn't know what was going on in the world.

I turned the washing machine back on and asked, "So you want to be human? Or do you want to be a ghost? "

Actually, I just casually asked her, I didn't expect him to be very serious for a few minutes.

In the end, he honestly replied, "I don't remember what it feels like to be a person."

That was true. He had died for far longer than he had lived for. Time is the greatest healer, because time can make all the unforgettable.

"Then do you want to be a human?" I feel that I lack communication with Song Nan. I only vaguely know what he wants, but I don't know what he wants to do.

I want to know some of his thoughts, even on the Road to the River Styx.

Song Nan stared blankly at the noisy washing machine. After thinking for a long time, he said, "I do."

I don't know why I wanted to cry. Was it because she felt sorry for him? Or was it because he was too desperate?

I finally knew what he wanted, but I couldn't give it.

In the depths of despair, something seemed to be quietly budding. Since so many unimaginable things had already happened, perhaps Song Nan could really become a normal person that died from old age!