If Dreams Have a Shelf Life

Shi Li won a lottery from the underworld and woke up in the apartment she used to rent, now in ghost form. She didn’t expect that her ex-boyfriend, with whom she had only a so-so relationship, was still living there. This man went out every day looking proper and wearing a suit, but once he got home, he was sloppy and messy, turning a perfectly fine apartment into a doghouse. The smell of smoke almost choked her to death a second time. Shi Li endured it for three days before finally entering his dream. Skipping all pleasantries, she stated the obsession that brought her back from death. “I finally managed to save up a hundred and twenty thousand before I died. The bankbook is hidden in the compartment under the sink. Take it out, exchange the money for ghost currency, and burn it for me, alright?” “If you dare keep it for yourself.” “I won’t let you off even as a ghost.”