The Ghost Handsome's

TGH 05

Zehan let out a long breath.

" If I were still alive, I would definitely help you" murmured Zehan softly but could still be heard by Alish.

Alish laughed at Zehan's murmur, making Zehan frown.

" Why are you laughing, then,,? " ask Zehan confused.

" Cute sister." replied Alish briefly.

" Hilarious,,? " repeat Zehan.

Alish nodded and still laughed a little.

" Yes, funny. If you're still alive, you might not be able to meet and know a lowly person like me. You must be busy with your business and work, right, Brother,,? " clearly Alish.

Zehan scratched the nape of his non-itchy neck while grinning and nodding his head.

" Yes yes, you're right. But I'm honest, I really salute and admire you" Zehan said sincerely.

Alish smiled wryly and continued eating.

" There's nothing to admire about someone like me. I still have a lot of flaws. Besides, I just want to return the favor to Mother who has been kind enough to take care of me and send me to school. " said Alish.

Zehan fell silent and continued eating. Zehan really felt furious because he could do nothing. Before long, they had also finished eating and drinking.

" Huh, why did I have to die, then,,? and why can't I remember anything but my name, too,,? " complained Zehan in heart.

" Where will you go after this, brother,,? " alish asked suddenly as he cleaned the bowl and the used glass they ate and drank.

" Of course sleep here. Where else can I go, then,,? " sahut Zehan lightly while laying his body on the floor.

Alish put the container of his former meal on the kitchen table. Alish frowned and turned towards Zehan.

" Sister is going to sleep, right,,? A sleeping ghost, too, huh,,? " Alish asked back.

Zehan shrugged his shoulders and shook his head.

" I don't know myself, why would I be any different from other ghosts,,? What is clear is that right now, I will sleep here, " replied Zehan lightly.

" Where do I sleep, then,,? " ask Alish.

" You sleep in your bed, I can sleep here on the floor" Zehan said.

" No, cold. Emm, briefly.. " Alish opened his closet and took out a rather thick blanket.

Zehan shifts his body up onto Alish's mattress, while Alish holds the blanket on the floor close to his closet. A little far from the floor.

" Sister can sleep here, but remember don't mess around" Alish threatened.

Zehan moves out of Alish's bed and lays down his body on a blanket Alish has just called. Zehan chuckles at Alish's threat.

" What do you think a ghost like me can do to you,,? " ask Zehan and start closing his eyes. His left hand was used as a pillow.

" Who knows,,,? The proof is that Brother could touch my head, even Brother can eat and sleep. I don't know, what else can you do, brother,,? " Alish shrugged both of his shoulders.

Zehan was silent and only a small crackle.

" Oh, I want to sleep. Good night, " said Zehan and tilted his head, his back to Alish. Both of his hands clenched in his chest. His feet are slightly bent.

Alish took a breath and threw it away violently. He also laid his body on his bed. His eyes began to close with fatigue and his full stomach. His breathing began to sound regular which signaled Alish had trouble falling asleep.

Zehan turned his sleeping position and faced Alish. Zehan opened his eyes, as he was just pretending to be asleep.

Zehan approached Alish and sat down right next to Alish who was fast asleep with a slanted sleeping position while hugging his pillow.

Zehan's hand gently stroked Alish's cheek. Zehan does it slowly because he doesn't want to until Alish wakes up to his touch.

" You are beautiful not only in your face, but your heart is also very beautiful. You're a human angel. I really hope to come back to life and accompany you through the day together. Help you face the cruelty of this world. This fast you can get into the deepest corners of my heart. If I wasn't a ghost, " Zehan said in his heart.

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