The three hottest days of the year are right now. It's stifling without a working fan, and Zheng Xiulan, wearing a sleeveless top, is sweating profusely. Her clothes are already soaked through with perspiration.,"Finally back." Standing outside the front door, Xu Fang was about to push it open when the door swung open before his hand even reached the doorknob.,She was still a beautiful ghost, Xu Fang yi le. Then his heart skipped a beat. What kind of ghost existed in this world Could it be a human。