After all, waiting for a newcomer…no, a new ghost.
Avery stirred the warming soup, and then indifferently looked at the female ghost who hadn’t said a word since she walked in front of her. I don’t know what she is making. “You’ve been standing for so long, you are not tired, I can tired.”
The female ghost looked at her when she heard the words, and the corners of Avery’s mouth raised slightly: “Is there any worry you can’t let go of, now you are dead, and you are still stuck in the past. What’s the point of it.”
“They all look down on me.” The ghost said suddenly.
Avery put down the spoon and nodded the chair: “Please sit down.”
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