C65 It's Raining

"You like him? Do you like him? "

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes and spoke word by word. The surrounding temperature seemed to freeze.

I don't want to bother with him anymore. This kind of ghost who has died for a long time doesn't understand the thoughts of a young girl like me.

"Please make way" I forced myself to speak calmly.

Unexpectedly