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the next time he xuan revealed himself was a few weeks later. shi qingxuan was obediently wearing the robes he gave him, looking way more like himself. he also used the hair clip he xuan gave up the previous time and gave himself a simple ponytail. although his face was thin and rather colourless, he still greeted he xuan with a smile.

"thank you."

"don't."

'thank you' is the last thing you should say to me.

shi qingxuan gave a little nod and spoke, "did you not worry about the ghosts anymore?"

he xuan didn't bother trying to conceal his identity, so appearing like this was sure to cause turmoil in the ghostlife. but he shook his head and answered, "this space is empty. i cleaned it out before."

shi qingxuan blinked, "ah?"

"don't remember? you and your friends were camping here last night. did you or did you not sleep well?"

"i-"

this time shi qingxuan saw with his own eyes how he xuan gradually dispersed, leaving behind another little package. and this time shi qingxuan opened it on the spot.

what he pulled out this time was a small embroidered handkerchief with a note attached,

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