After an exhausting day of taking the Wangsheng Parlor Funeral, it is time for the Wangsheng Parlor Funeral 77th Director, Hu tao, to take asleep while her ghost sleeping on their gravestone.
After going to sleep, she has dreamed something... Where she was in this empty black room, there was nothing in it, just herself and that.... butterfly?
She suddenly went a bit closer to the butterfly, the butterfly suddenly went closer to her too.
("Was this the butterfly that i saw when hanging out with someone or is it just me?") She thought.
("Eh, that's not really my business to think about that anyways-") She though herself in her mind again.
"Hey little butterfly, how's your day?" Hutao said.
"You may cannot talk but you can still hear me, right?" Hutao said again, as she knows that the butterfly cannot talk just like any animals (except some animals that can do the "human language").
"Do i even look like i cannot talk to humans who use visions like you?" The butterfly said.
Hutao surprised to see a small animal just like this butterfly can talk in the first place, is this her imagination or....
Is something wrong in here...?
Continue...?
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