"So I really died, huh?" Zhuang Yun sighed in disbelief, but he couldn't find it in himself not to take Li Fei'er's words for it. "Have you already known I'm a ghost the moment you've seen me earlier?" He asked.
"Yes." Li Fei'er nodded. "From the moment I laid my eyes on you. I'm sorry."
"No, please don't be sorry. It's not your fault that I wasn't even aware of what I've become." There was a melancholic tone in Zhuang Yun's voice. "I should have known better, but how come I don't remember how I died?"
"Most ghosts retain the last memories they had as a human, which are most likely their last moments on earth and how they died. However, since you died in your sleep, unless you saw your own body the moment you regained consciousness as a ghost; it's understandable you don't remember anything."
"So in the end, I'm also a wandering spirit like them…"
