Thorn Song

This text has no male lead, no romance.
The female lead is slightly timid in the first volume, a bit infatuated in the second, and from the third volume onwards... life seems like a Siberian Husky.
Below is the sequence of volumes, if there are chapters missing, they're probably blocked.
1 Who's best at murder and dismemberment? Look in the suitcase for jackals and wolves.
2 I can handle tutoring, even rocks can be turned to gold.
3 Freshman military training brings tears, Changan loves to eat smoked sausage.
4 A thousand miles of predestined marriage hangs by a thread, whether it's good or bad all depends on fate.
5 My idol is the absolute best, the idol chose me to be their partner.
6 The boss behind the scenes is here, doing whatever they want without logic.
7 Ghost Festival inspiration comes late, helplessly put here.
8 Official advancement and wealth cost a child's life, a good son leaps like a carp over the dragon gate.
9 A trip to the plastic surgery clinic, all the fat is shaken off.
11 Who in the Human World can resist a beauty? Run out of roman numerals, use numbers instead.
11 Turtles may live long, but still dread the end, the characters fear a 404.
12 The local zombie looks handsome, cries out adorably when opening its mouth.
13 One dance captures the city, the beauty of the past fades away.
There's a lot more, too tired to write the summary...

She Can See Ghosts

Sister He Qing watched intently, and the people around grew even quieter, fearful of interrupting her thoughts and thereby affecting Zhang Ning, who was unable to move.


Her gaze traversed from Zhang Ning's forehead to his wide-open eyes, then to his cracked cheeks and lips, inching along as if afraid to miss any detail... After a while, she stood up straight.


The others immediately focused their gaze on her.


Sister He Qing's eyes moved from left to right, from Gu Rongan to Dr. Zhang, to Ning Rui, and finally to Zhang Xuehua standing at the back; seeing everyone's anxious expressions, she said with a hint of helplessness, "It's almost been a day, hasn't anyone thought to moisten his lips with some water?"


The group exchanged glances, and it was eventually Ning Rui who, plucking up courage, asked, "Sister He Qing, didn't you say cousin is a zombie? Do zombies need to drink water?"


Chapter 11: The Living