My name is Ghost, and as the name suggests, I am a ghost who makes a living by sucking the love factor from human breath.

The unknown secret is that human love is never just a hormone, but a mixture of five flavors.

Some are like onions, ginger and garlic, and some are like overnight meals. If I take just one gram, I will suffer from indigestion for several days.

The odor of utilitarian love is like Malatang. It was very spicy at the time, and the subsequent sequelae are like getting angry and are out of control. Ghosts like us cannot bear it.

Only true lovers, the breath they exude is like thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum or iceberg snow lotus, nourishing the body and mind.

I am an extremely picky eater, oh no, ghost, maybe because I have been in the world for a long time, I unconsciously feel that I am a normal human being, but I am completely different from them. I will not fall in love with others easily.

There is almost no love in me. I just want to absorb good love factors to survive. My life blood tank is maintained by these love molecules.

Although I am not selective about food, I also have emotional mysophobia. I have been unable to find clean love food to fill my stomach for several days in a row. I have a sallow complexion, thin skin, and malnutrition. However, I still cannot tolerate myself looking for those turbid smells that cannot be called love.

, I feel queasy as soon as I smell it.

I wandered the streets for several days without finding a suitable target.

If this continues, I will become seriously ill. I don't want to go to the hospital and get an intravenous drip. It's too painful.

I leaned against the wall, my hands hanging in front of me, my head drooped, so desperate.

I was about to turn away and go to another place to look for prey. The smell was like nectar from poplar branches, refreshing. I suddenly woke up and found my dinner.

I was so excited. I haven't encountered such high-end food in a long time.

Where is the smell coming from?

I activated the scent navigation system and located the signal coming from a girl. The signal was very strong and it should be near me.

I took a look at this girl. She was a student from a nearby school. She was wearing a white knitted sweater and blue jeans. She was not enchanting or coquettish, but she just looked good-looking and charming.

I quickly drifted to the girl's side, wanting to "plant strawberries" on her white neck. Just when I lowered my head to her shoulder and wanted to suck it, the girl actually leaned down. TV dramas and novels will tell you that she was tying up

Shoelaces, these are all routines, wrong, she picked up a lipstick on the ground.

She ran forward and said to the female executive carrying the LV bag: "Hello, my lipstick fell off." Maybe she accidentally took out the lipstick in a hurry when she was answering the phone just now.

The female executive glanced at her, took the lipstick, nodded and moved on.

"Lipstick is like fashion, it makes a woman become a real woman." The lipstick the girl picked up was the latest model launched by Dior. Owning a high-end lipstick was probably what every girl would desire. At that time,

Even if the girl kept the lipstick for herself, no one would notice.

By the way, I'm just a passing ghost, not an advertiser.

How can you pick up that lipstick? What if you are blackmailed into stealing her lipstick? More importantly, I am ready to absorb the nutrients of your love and comfort my hungry soul. I still have to wait for you for a few more minutes.

Only then can we have dinner.

I faced the girl in front of me, thinking to myself, gathering strength, and wanted to float forward and get closer to the girl.

I came to the girl, and I stretched out my hand to catch the girl to prevent her from walking around again. I opened my mouth wide and wanted to strike. The girl looked at me with wide eyes, her eyes were big and bright, "You want to ask for directions, right?"

?" Now it was my turn to be confused. How could humans see me? I was actually discovered by that girl. I quickly scanned her in my mind. She was indeed a human being and not of the same species as me.

Why did all my defenses completely fail in front of her?

Is it because of lack of sleep and lack of nutrition recently that the magic power has failed?

"I...I...I...I'm so hungry." My hand stopped in mid-air, and I hadn't recovered yet.

The girl touched my hand and said, "Your hands are so cold." "I'm used to it. It's just like this. It's okay." I said casually.

For us ghosts, there is no boiling blood in our bodies, so naturally there is no temperature.

"Huh? It seems you are really hungry and can't speak clearly." The girl probably thought I was starving.

The girl looked at me dressed in white. She was deeply attracted by my handsome appearance. She stared at my face for a few seconds and said, "You are so beautiful." "Many people have praised me so much. You have such a discerning eye." Standing there

At the center of the world, I am so chic and suave.

"It's just too thin." The girl looked at my bony fingers and said.

My fingers are very long and I like them very much, especially my little finger.

For the first time, I had the urge to reach out and touch that girl’s face.

"Are you a backpacker, coming to visit this city?" My sallow complexion reminded the girl of a down-and-out traveler. I had never noticed that I still had the temperament of a wandering poet.

The girl in front of me looks harmless. It has been a long time since I met someone with such a simple mind in the world. If she knew that I was here to suck the nourishment of her love, she would probably faint.