"Why?" Little Taotie stared at a spot in the bathroom and asked.
Gu Yixing blocked the view with his body to prevent others from seeing.
Little Taotie asked again, "Sister, why do you want to die?"
"It's too hard!" The receptionist forced a bitter smile, "The entertainment industry is too hard, it's too hard to rise to the top, I don't want to live anymore, I've lived so tiredly, I want to be famous, this is the only way I can think of to become famous."
Little Taotie was incredulous.
Couldn't understand why someone would give up their life just for fame.
"You don't understand?"
The receptionist's current appearance as a ghost was very distressing, her hair was wet, her face pale, and her eyes bulged out from being soaked, with her whole face swollen.
"Hee hee hee... You won't understand."
