Pure Little Dragon

A doctor has died, and returned to life as a bookstore owner, finding himself catering to the dead. The world of ghosts and ghostly encounters opens up before him, and as old tales mingle with new, and the worries of the dead carry over to the living, he finds himself caught as an Envoy between the two worlds, and life and death are no longer idle terms to him...
A bookstore that opens late at night...
Welcome.

Aelryinth

Exodus Tales

Midnight Bookstore

XephiZ

The tanned girl finally reacted, she immediately nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Yes, I can. The best thing I can do in my life is to grow crops! Really!!!"

The tanned girl seemed to have forgotten the bold words she had said to Yingying a while ago on the shore. Now... her mind was filled only with, "It smells so good!"

Zhou Ze heaved a long sigh of relief after hearing that as his heart finally stopped hurting. He felt a little helpless. Except in his helplessness... he seemed to have gotten a little used to it. The first time he was embarrassed... he felt ashamed. The second time, he felt a little more ashamed. The third time, he questioned what it meant to be ashamed? How many ways could the word 'ashamed' be written?

I’m going crazy!