It's the start of the school year and the off-season for tourism, so the streets in the old town are deserted. To be honest, Qin Nan didn't think Bai Hao's shop had any future. How could anyone patronize a funeral shop in a tourist area?

Qin Nan sat idly on a small stool by the entrance to the front hall, gazing at the sky. Bai Hao had previously bought clothes online, including many for Qin Nan. After looking at the clothes, Qin Nan used Bai Hao's account to return or exchange the items that needed to be returned.

Qin Nan had no idea that Bai Hao had such an aesthetic problem. For example, he would actually buy flared jeans and pair them with a white shirt with a floral pattern. He also wore the same style of clothes for playing basketball. Qin Nan felt exhausted looking at the tops that could be worn as dresses. As for the clothes Bai Hao bought for himself, she didn't even want to talk about the styles. They came in all sorts of colors!

Qin Nan had previously thought Bai Hao's clothes were quite stylish and that he had good taste, but now she realized that someone else must have bought them for her! Qin Nan bought clothes to match Bai Hao's figure and hairstyle, as well as her own new choices, so she had been waiting for the delivery at the door for the past few days.

"Bang, bang, bang—" The door knocker was knocked on.

Qin Nan hurriedly got up to open the door, but was slightly taken aback when she opened it; it wasn't a delivery.

A very strong-looking man, dressed in a black suit, wearing sunglasses and a headset, was the one who knocked on the door. He looked like a bodyguard.

"Is Mr. Bai Hao here?" the man asked, his tone cold.

Qin Nan: "Yes, are you looking for the boss?"

"Looks like we've come to the right place!" Laughter came from behind the man at the door before he could speak.

Qin Nan then noticed a black car parked nearby. He wasn't particularly interested in cars and didn't recognize it. The car door was open, and a middle-aged man got out.

He was dressed in a blue suit and tie, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and many nasolabial folds. His eyes were bright and piercing, making him a typical successful person.

While Qin Nan was still in a daze, Bai Hao was already standing at the entrance of the front hall and said to Qin Nan, "Why don't you invite the guest in!"

"Oh, please come in!" Qin Nan opened the door and led the two inside.

Upon entering the lobby, Bai Hao was wearing a white T-shirt with an Angry Birds print that should have belonged to Qin Nan, black casual pants, and white sneakers. He was sitting in the main seat eating the cookies that Qin Nan had baked that morning.

Qin Nan's lips twitched. Is it really okay to treat guests like this?

Then he suddenly remembered something, looked down at himself, and saw that he was also wearing the same printed T-shirt, light blue jeans, and white sneakers. Okay! He really felt that his store had no future!

"You're Boss Bai?" The middle-aged man looked at Bai Hao with some surprise.

Bai Hao, munching on a cookie, calmly looked back at him.

Bai Hao: "Mr. Yang Zizhong, you haven't been sleeping well lately, have you?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zizhong sat down, casually crossed his legs, and laughed, "I've been busy with official business and under a lot of pressure."

"Yeah, seeing the deceased every day is definitely stressful," Bai Hao said casually.

Upon hearing this, Yang Zizhong's expression changed, his smile froze, and he remained silent for a long time.

Qin Nan went to the tea room next door to make tea early. Hearing the conversation between the two, she felt a chill down her spine. She took a deep breath, served tea to the two of them, and then stood silently next to Bai Hao. It was safer here!

Yang Zizhong paused for a moment, then forced a smile: "How did Boss Bai know?"

Bai Hao: "I guessed."

Yang Zizhong's expression softened, and he maintained his smile, saying, "Boss Bai is joking."

Bai Hao patted the cookie crumbs off his hand: "Mr. Yang, why don't you tell me? I'm all ears."

Yang Zizhong took a sip of tea, pondered for a moment, and seemed to be thinking about where to begin.

"The first time was two months ago. I invited some big clients to a resort to soak in hot springs. In the middle of the night, I saw something in the mirror in the hotel bathroom..." Yang Zizhong paused, seemingly still shaken.

"At first, I thought I was just drunk and had been to a hot spring, so I was seeing things in a daze. But ever since then, it's been haunting me. I can see it at home, in the office, and even sometimes in the car window or rearview mirror! I've seen a psychologist and had tests done at the hospital. There are no hallucinogenic drugs, and I don't have any hallucinations, but..."

“But no one else can see it except you,” Bai Hao replied.

"Yes! Only I can see it. My wife and children said they didn't see it..." Yang Zizhong looked somewhat haggard, quite different from when Qin Nan first met him. This man was really something, able to suppress his worries so deeply.

"If I may ask, who did you see?" Bai Hao asked seriously.

Yang Zizhong paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, she was my ex-girlfriend. She... she died in an accident..."

Bai Hao: "Qin Nan, see the guest out."

Qin Nan: "Huh?"

Bai Hao got up, picked up the cookies, and walked towards the backyard. Qin Nan looked at Yang Zizhong, who seemed a little embarrassed, and was puzzled.

"Mr. Bai, please wait!" Yang Zizhong was anxious. He had tried to find people who could handle paranormal events before, but he always gave up in the end. He had no choice but to come here after hearing from the guests at the next table that there was a very powerful master while he was dining at a Western restaurant.

"Mr. Yang is not telling the truth, and I, Bai, am powerless to help you!" Bai Hao went to the backyard without looking back.

Yang Zizhong was stunned, his face contorted with anxiety. He hadn't expected that Bai Hao seemed to know something, and was so resolute in his decision.

"Boss, what's this?" the bodyguard standing behind Yang Zizhong asked in a low voice.

Yang Zizhong waved his hand, sighed, got up and left. Qin Nan stood at the door and watched the black car disappear into the street.

When Qin Nan returned to the backyard, Bai Hao was fighting with the little tomcat for cookies. Qin Nan had specially saved a few for the tomcat. After Bai Hao finished his own, he took half of the cookies from the little tomcat. The little tomcat waved its claws frantically, but dared not snatch them back. When it saw Qin Nan coming, it cried out to Qin Nan with a particularly aggrieved expression.

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