Nate was stumbled down by something.
He sat on the ground, moving backward, staring at Fannie, who was stepping to him. "Fannie, please stay there. You're scaring me now."
Fannie stopped at once and wiped the blood off the corner of her lips. "You'll go to hell if you lie to a ghost."
"I'm not lying." Nate moved backward again. "I really like you, but..."
"But what?" Fannie looked down at him, and she glared at him this time.
"You're a ghost now, but I'm a human being. Our relationship will lead us to nowhere!" Nate swallowed and raised an ugly smile. "You don't have your flesh body now, and we even can't have sex with each other."
Hearing that, Fannie snorted and made a step forward all of a sudden, which frightened Nate to death.
"Beauty comes from a respectful distance! You can just stand there and talk to me." Nate pointed at the bottom of Fannie's feet.
