The second year after I died. My ex-husband became a tech mogul and married a wealthy socialite. Even my fellow ghosts lamented my poor fate, dying before I could enjoy the good life. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I flew back to my ex-husband's bedside that very night to settle the score. "You used the code I wrote to start your big company. When are you going to burn some copyright fees for me?" "Damn cheater, your new house is so much bigger than my urn." "Is your new wife reliable? Will she beat our daughter every day?" "Caleb Vance, if you still have a conscience, find me a handsome, six-foot-five guy with lean muscle for a ghost marriage!" My ex-husband's eyes were closed, sleeping soundly. I cursed him out, knowing he couldn't hear me. Completely unaware of the tear track at the corner of his eye. 1 The bedroom was even quieter now. So quiet you could almost hear the snow falling outside. I cursed passionately, spit flying, even letting out a few dry howls when I got excited. Caleb Vance suddenly turned over. Half his face buried in the quilt, revealing a muscular, bare arm. His body was even better than before. Seriously, I didn't even get a hot meal before I died. Thinking of this, my face twisted, hands reaching for Caleb Vance's neck— But a large hand with distinct joints moved the quilt first. Cold black eyes met mine without warning. He rubbed the center of his brows wearily. "Where did this female pervert ghost come from, lying on my chest muscle, crying and groping at the same time?" "So annoying." 2 "I didn't grope." After blurting it out, I quickly realized a more serious problem. Caleb Vance could actually see me. Fortunately, I was prepared. This time I came back using my neighbor's "Worldly Experience Card." Which means, right now, I appear to Caleb Vance with the appearance of my neighbor. He can only see that I am a ghost. But he doesn't know I am his short-lived ex-wife. Caleb Vance simply lifted the quilt, exposing his entire body to me. Don't know when he developed the habit of sleeping naked. Only wearing boxer briefs. Besides the chest muscles just now, below were defined abs, and further down... Anyway, it was bulging here, and bulging there. I looked away with difficulty. Caleb Vance stared at me faintly, adjusted his posture, arms pillowed behind his head. "I don't know you, and I have no grudge against you, but with you pestering me like this, I can't sleep well." "Do whatever you want." "Hurry up with your movements, I have to take my daughter to school soon." Seeing me silent, he put his hand on his waist. "What, do you want me to take it off myself?" 3 Caleb Vance really didn't discover who I was. But I was still in the embarrassment of being caught by him, retorting: "There are many male ghosts in the underworld with better bodies than you. Who, who wants to do that kind of thing with you." Caleb Vance gave an "Oh," tone undistinguishable. "Then what are you here for?" —The time limit for the Worldly Experience Card is seven days. Because the anchor point for my transmission is Caleb Vance, I must stay by his side for the remaining time before I can return to the underworld. I didn't tell Caleb Vance the truth. Lied to him with a bad heart: "Actually, I am a ghost reaper from the underworld. I found in the Book of Life and Death that your lifespan is coming to an end. I am here to take you away." The taste of waiting for death to come with open eyes is not good. I guess he must be anxious. As expected, Caleb Vance's thick eyebrows knitted tighter and tighter, his tone faintly uneasy. "So you mean, I will die in seven days? How is this possible?" Why is it impossible. When you're out and about, you give yourself your identity, it's all made up by me. I glanced at him sideways. "Believe it or not, I'll make you have a car accident tomorrow." "...Don't," Caleb Vance's smile stiffened on his face, "I believe you, okay." Finally, as if accepting fate, he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. I felt dark pleasure in my heart, a trace of revenge thrill surging. "Also, in these seven days, you must worship me with all your heart. Otherwise, I will definitely choose the most painful way for you to die." 4 I guess Caleb Vance being able to see and touch me should be a side effect of the Worldly Experience Card. Then tomorrow... will Lily be able to see me too? I suddenly looked forward to it, and was also a little apprehensive. Luckily, the neighbor died suddenly of a heart attack in her sleep. My ghost form shouldn't look too hideous. Shouldn't scare Lily. But I still couldn't help looking in the mirror and straightening my clothes several times. A golden line finally outlined the horizon. The door creaked, and a furry round head burrowed in. She stared curiously in my direction. It's Lily! I was too nervous, too excited. Stood there dumbly. Until Lily passed through my body. My heart contracted violently, like a sore cut was sliced open. I comforted myself— Don't force it. Even if Lily can see me, I'm now using someone else's appearance, she won't recognize me. "Daddy, school." The tender childish voice was stumbling, with a special slowness. Lily had long been dressed in school clothes, even carrying her own schoolbag. Children of this age usually have parents help get everything ready. My Lily actually got ready on her own. Her sensibility almost broke my heart. At this moment, I hated my powerlessness. Dared not think how perfunctory Caleb Vance usually was when taking care of her. Hatred for Caleb Vance deepened a few points. The piglet keychain on the schoolbag swung back and forth. Lily ran to Caleb Vance's bed and patted him gently. "Daddy, get up. Lily, school." Caleb Vance didn't move a muscle, not like sleeping, like dead. I couldn't bear it anymore. Yanked Caleb Vance's ear fiercely: "Stop sleeping Caleb Vance! You're an adult, yet you need your daughter to wake you up, do you have any shame!" Caleb Vance ejected from the bed, mouth shouting "Pain pain pain let go quickly." Lily looked at him with worry. —If this scumbag really dies after seven days, that would be great. I thought hatefully. 5 After dropping off Lily. The driver turned back. Caleb Vance, who almost had his dog head twisted off, sat in the passenger seat, holding an ice pack to his ear, face gloomy. And I sat in the back seat. One person, one ghost, confronting front and back, sparks flying where gazes met. As if one more word could detonate this car. The driver couldn't see me. Just looked at Caleb Vance in horror, not daring to make a sound, letting him get angry. "Big Sister, what madness did you just have? I don't seem to have provoked you, right? If you want to kill me in advance, just say it!" I retorted bluntly. "Lily is only five years old. It's fine if you don't get up early to help her get ready, but she didn't even get breakfast. Is this how you be a father?" Thinking of the small figure kneeling in the blurry morning light earlier, my heart twinged with pain. "If Lily's mother knew, how sad she would be." Caleb Vance took a deep breath. Hands shaking with anger from me. "My daughter attends a noble kindergarten costing a million a year. There are nearly sixty kinds of breakfast, all paired by nutritionists." "As for her cleaning herself up... Why should I explain to you item by item?" I was rendered speechless by Caleb Vance's rebuttal. A sudden brake, the car stopped where it was. Waiting for the red light, cars streamed endlessly outside, but the frames inside the car seemed to stagnate. Caleb Vance turned around. Narrowing his black eyes slightly, as if trying to see through my secrets. "No." "This ghost reaper lady with number XH044, how do you know my daughter's name and age?" 6 Done for. How did I let it slip! I really hate my habit of mouth faster than brain. At this critical moment, absolutely cannot reveal any flaws. My palms are full of sweat. But I pretended to be calm, leaning back against the chair, putting on a profound pose— "What do you think?" I threw the problem back to Caleb Vance. Whoever raises it, solves it. He hesitated immediately. "Could it be, you..." I tried hard to adjust my breathing, only felt my heart almost stopped. Caleb Vance suddenly turned his face away, snorted coldly. "Do you have a census in the underworld?" Me: "...Yes, you are so smart." Managed to round back my own question. When almost home. Caleb Vance turned his face away, silent, quiet. The driver hesitated whether to wake him up, but he suddenly opened his eyes: "Ghost reaper lady, I ask you again, does the underworld have a ghost population census?" Don't know if he's playing some bad meme or keeping people in suspense. I didn't give him a good face: "If you have a fart, let it out." The flowing scenery outside the window dimmed. Making the snowflakes look a bit like falling regrets. "Do you know Jane?"
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