What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

Even in front of Zhang Zhidong, who had already died a glorious death, she did not want to die.

As Jiuge looked up and stood up, a disheveled, big-eyed spirit appeared next to her head.

In an instant, their eyes met.

"??????"

Jiuge kicked her leg and retreated wildly.

The disheveled spirit also frantically floated backward, seemingly quite frightened by Jiu Ge's reaction.

With a cold glint in her eyes, Jiu Ge turned to look at Zhang Zhidong, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Ms. Jiuge, are you still afraid of spirits?"

Zhang Zhidong looked very serious as Jiu Ge glared at him.

Doing something like that is really too despicable.

Jiuge hesitated.

Thinking of what An Chen had told her, and her determination.

Gritting her teeth, Jiuge wiped her tears with her arm, crossed her arms, and snorted coldly, "I'm not that scared, it's just a mere spirit."

After speaking, she reached out a hand and brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, trying her best not to let her peripheral vision catch a glimpse of the terrified, disheveled spirit beside her.

Seeing Jiu Ge's confident demeanor, Zhang Zhidong exclaimed, "Not bad! As expected of Ms. Jiu Ge!"

An Chen was right after all; psychological suggestion and the new treatment for timidity are indeed very effective.

"Thank you!"

Upon hearing Jiu Ge's words, the disheveled spirit's eyes welled with tears.

She was initially hurt by Jiu Ge's reaction, and wondered if she should just die on the spot.

Looking back now, it's probably unnecessary.

Suddenly, she floated straight up to Jiuge.

Jiuge's expression froze.

"My name is Hua Ji. Actually, I've always been very timid and insecure. I felt worthless, that no one liked me, and that my existence was just a burden to my parents, so I died." Hua Ji played with her hair, looking at Jiu Ge somewhat shyly.

Unlike Sadako with her long, straight black hair, her complexion was sallow and her hair was messy.

Zhang Zhidong also chimed in, explaining, "Yes, Huaji always wanted to have confidence, but because she lacked confidence even after becoming a spirit, she couldn't reincarnate."

Jiuge remained motionless, her pupils unfocused, and her face lifeless.

"Your name is Jiuge, right? You're so beautiful. If I were as beautiful and outstanding as you, I would definitely be confident and liked by others." Huaji moved even closer, beginning to observe Jiuge up close.

It was very hot around me, but it felt cool.

Jiuge had goosebumps on her arms.

“That’s right! So, Ms. Jiuge, do you have a way to solve this problem? I can’t persuade her no matter what I do!” Zhang Zhidong said in a loud voice.

Jiuge's mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of life returned to her face.

After a long pause, she spoke: "Stay away from me."

Hua Ji was stunned.

She knelt on the ground and cried, "I'm sorry, I really shouldn't exist, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to die now."

The pressure was thus placed squarely on Huaji's side.

"I'm sorry! It's all my fault! I should die! I'll die right now! Don't stop me, don't stop me, my whole soul was a mistake, I should just vanish into thin air and be forever separated from this world."

Hua Ji pulled hard on her hair and banged her head against the edge of the sofa.

Zhang Zhidong moved his hand, looking at the scene before him with some difficulty.

"Yes...no, terribly wrong!"

Although An Chen's request for him to bring a spirit over was indeed egregious, he genuinely hoped someone could help him.

Thinking this, Zhang Zhidong looked at Jiuge with a pleading expression.

Milk Candy rubbed against Jiu Ge's leg to express her condolences and wish her to rest in peace, then quickly hid in the crack of the cabinet, far away from the world.

"But aren't you already dead?"

Looking at the stunned Zhang Zhidong, Jiuge took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

Why would a spirit say it wants to die? She couldn't quite understand.

Although the scene before her was terrifying and horrifying, considering that Hua Ji was an overly insecure spirit, she still had to try to be as gentle as possible.

With a cold snort, Jiuge tossed her hair.

"How about I just send you to the afterlife? Maybe you'll be more confident in your next life."

Her expression was cold, and the words of comfort she uttered were unexpectedly cruel.

However, Jiuge, the person involved, did not realize that she had said something terrible.

To Hua Ji, these two sentences sounded like they meant she was beyond saving, which was a devastating blow to her.

"I'm sorry!!!! I really am dead. I don't even deserve to live anymore, that's why I died. Because I'm dead, I don't deserve to live. I couldn't even understand something so simple. It's all my fault. I don't deserve it. I'm so sorry!!!!"

Hua Ji pounded her head on the sofa with all her might, uttering philosophical words, as if she wanted to kill herself.

Before long, tears were streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry, someone like me is just a waste of air to live. No, for me, a dead person living in this world... dying in this world is a waste of spiritual resources. I am guilty, I am beyond redemption, I deserve to be exorcised. No! Don't exorcise me! Just let me vanish into nothingness, don't let someone like me have a next life. I'm too much trouble, just kill me already."

In her youth, she screamed until she was hoarse, and many strands of her hair were pulled out.

Chapter 59 But I'm Already Dead

Jiuge hugged herself, her eyes filled with fear as she took a few steps back.

Nobody meant you were a nuisance.

Trying to remain calm, she picked up her phone with trembling hands and started searching, attempting to comfort Huaji.

Zhang Zhidong chimed in, "That's right, nobody said you were troublesome!"

As Jiuge scrolled through her phone, choking back tears, she recited the inspirational quotes that often appeared in the social media feeds of the elderly.

Good morning, everyone. The world is a wonderful place, and we should strive to do even better.

When Hua Ji showed no reaction, Zhang Zhidong began to wonder if there was a significant difference in time between the underworld and the mortal realm.

Seeing that Hua Ji wasn't encouraged, Jiu Ge continued reading loudly: "Find the problem within yourself, and you'll understand immediately. Find the problem within others, and you'll go crazy. Different perspectives lead to different mindsets and scales. Without perspective, all you see are problems. Without scale, all you have in your heart are trivial matters."

“That’s right! That makes sense!” Zhang Zhidong’s eyes lit up, and he exclaimed.

"I'm sorry!!!! It's because I lack vision, I don't have the heart to deal with trivial matters, I'm a shorty, I'm hopeless, I can't figure out the problem even if I look for it in myself!!!! Good morning!!!!" Hua Ji shouted hysterically.

Although the action of hitting the sofa stopped, the bloodshot eyes became even more pronounced.

Jiuge couldn't hold back her tears any longer; her legs were shaking. She found a more positive passage to read aloud: "The biggest difference between people is that one thinks positively and the other thinks negatively. All those who achieve success are people who think positively and actively solve difficulties. Positive thinking means always thinking about overcoming difficulties! Good morning/coffee."

"Great! That's right! Good morning!" Zhang Zhidong nodded repeatedly, and even gave Jiuge a thumbs up.

Jiuge was right after all.

Encouraged, Jiu Ge coughed and continued, "Living in this world, many things don't go as planned. Life isn't as happy as we imagine, and work isn't as comfortable as we imagine. We are all adults with responsibilities on our shoulders, which we can't just abandon. We have no choice but to persevere. Perseverance, though tough, is also a form of growth. Perseverance, though tiring, is also a form of training. If you endure hardship, you will usher in happiness; if you overcome obstacles, you will achieve success! Good morning/coffee."

The blossoming season, like a puppet with its strings cut, slumped loosely to the ground.

For a long time, only his head rested against the edge of the sofa.

"But I'm already dead... there's no point in trying to hold on..." Her voice became extremely weak.

“…” Zhang Zhidong fell silent.

"I'm sorry!" Jiuge's eyes also lost their sparkle.

"I misspoke." She slumped onto the sofa, tears welling in her eyes, and apologized in a daze.

Zhang Zhidong flew towards the sofa.

"Lady Huaji! Lady Jiuge! Cheer up!" he encouraged.

......

The farce lasted for two hours before it ended.

"In short, it's good that we approve of you."

"really?"

"You should also learn to find your own strengths, otherwise you will never have a good ending."

"Does highlighting strengths guarantee a good ending?"

"Yes, you have to believe that you are the best."

After a tremendous amount of effort, Jiuge finally managed to cheer Huaji up with her gentle yet ruthless words.

Because so much time had passed, she had lost her sense of fear.

"Not bad!" Zhang Zhidong nodded in satisfaction, his expression very pleased.

Looking at the pitiful young girl, Jiuge suddenly had another idea.

She glanced warily at Zhang Zhidong, then brought her mouth close to Hua Ji's ear.

"I have something good that I'd like to show you."

"what?"

Hua Ji wiped away her tears, her emotions having mostly calmed down.

"Not bad! What is that?" Zhang Zhidong also leaned closer.

Then, he was punched by Jiu Ge.

This pain reminded Zhang Zhidong of the feeling of being shot when he was chasing the criminal at the end.

He developed post-traumatic stress disorder.