"On the fifth day of the first year, why is your face so ugly? Is your body uncomfortable?" Looking at the fifth day, I asked knowingly with a smile.

"you're happy to laugh. It's all good things you've arranged." On the fifth day of the year, I was very upset.

I felt my nose and didn't speak, but I was a little puzzled. On the fifth day of the first half of the year, I could see some common ghosts, but I didn't know why I was so timid.

"Xiaoqi, you killed me tonight. I almost can't come back." After a while, the fifth day came to me, whispering.

"it's...