As the two men took their seats, the lights in the opera house instantly went out. As the lights went out, a person appeared on stage. Candace as the heroine stepped forward and she was nearly killed by a vase. Then the music became more and more bizarre, Violet as the ghost with the help of props issued a strange sound, and our protagonist Iris as Bowza acted very scared. Look, she held her body tight. Each time she walked three steps she would look back, afraid of a monster suddenly appearing behind.

The "ghost" did not hurt Bowza, but acted very friendly, and then began to teach Bowza to sing and dance.

As time passed, the play on stage kept changing. Bowza's singing and dancing became more and more exquisite, while the "ghost" began to have the crush on Bowza.

In order for his lover to get the lead role, one night "Ghost" killed the lead actress of the original play, allowing his lover to successfully get the lead role.

Unfortunately, Bowza is a vain woman. She understands that the "ghost" likes her, but she is just using the "ghost" to love her. Bowza likes the theater's investor, Xihen, who is not only handsome and wealthy, but also knowledgeable, and will attract the attention of girls everywhere he goes. In this regard, the "ghost" is very jealous of the theater investor. So one night the "ghost" kills Xihen, and then enters Xihen's body and becomes Xihen. In this way, the "ghost" can be together with his lover Bowza.

As the two of them get along, Bowza knows that Xihen in front of her is not Xihen, rather he acts like the "ghost", and it is impossible to duplicate Xihen's mannerisms. So Bowza guessed that Xihen has been killed by the “ghost”.

In order not to be discovered by the "ghost", Bowza continued to interact with Xihen without revealing anything.

"Miss Bowza, can you perform a dance for us?" Xihen had a smile on his face.

Bowza smiled and replied, "It's okay, Mr. Xihen. Let me change my clothes."

Iris ran backstage to take off her coat. The dress called Gossamer was so cumbersome that Iris could not wear it for a while. So Iris put it on before she went on stage, and now she just needed to change her shoes.

Bowza walked gracefully from the side, like an elf in the water, as if coming from a dream world.

With the sound of music, Bowza's elbows bent, arms naturally placed on top of the knees, legs slightly bent, toes on the ground, back straight, eyes forward, the whole person looks heroic.

Her beautiful long hair fluttered in the wind, and her body twisted as her clothes fluttered.

Her eyes seem like stars, glittering, with a hint of soft affection in the eyes, sometimes charming, sometimes clear. Her nose was high and her pink lips were red. Her cheeks were white and smooth, and her skin was crystal clear.

Lilia had satisfied smiles. She was very satisfied with her daughter's performance. No wonder Iris can not change her face when lying. If there is no discipline mark on Iris Lilia is estimated to be able to be fooled by Iris.

On the contrary, Liran Day is always so indifferent. She always looks so cold to the extreme, so Lilia can not help but want to curse. For Liran Day, no matter who she sees, she always maintains the same cold and indifferent look of her teenage years. Only with Lilia, her brother, and her mother, Liran Day is willing to say a few more words, and she will not say more with others, or do not answer.

After the dance, Bowza asked with a smile: "Mr. Xihen, is my dance beautiful?"

"Of course!" Xihen replied with a gentleman's smile.

With the curtain call of the first act, Iris took a breath, then ran backstage and asked, "Candace, how was my dance? No mistakes, right."

"It was perfect! I saw in the back that Her Majesty was very pleased with your performance." Candace said.

"What about my aunt?" Iris asked urgently.

"Er ...Her Royal Highness the Prince always looks the same as you impressed." Candace replied euphemistically.

"Iris, stop chatting. Soon the second act will start."

As the curtain was pulled back, the two pressed close together. Xihen's palm was placed on Bowza's hand, one left and one right holding each other as if afraid of losing each other. His eyes were full of deep emotion as he gazed at Bowza, as if he was confiding in something. His lips were slightly opened, as if he was telling something, while his eyes full of affection kept staring at Bowza.

There was an inexplicable sentiment in Xihen's eyes, and he told the audience of the existence of this sentiment by his actions.

"Accompany me to see the view outside the theater?" Bowza suggested.

Xihen had some hesitation. If he goes out he will disappear in ash.

"Don't you love me anymore?" Bowza's voice was very seductive. Her words were like a kind of magic spell, intoxicating. As if with a gentle shake of the head, Xihen would fall into dust and turn into nothingness. But Xihen still chose to answer firmly, "How can I leave you willingly?"

Although Xihen's voice was low and hoarse, it still revealed a strong sense of love that filled the entire stage.

His fingers slowly stroked Bowza's soft hair, his eyes still locked on Bowza's face, his eyes full of tenderness. He gently ran his fingers across Bowza's face, Bowza's skin was delicate and white, and Xihen loved it. His fingers continued to slide to Bowza's earlobe.

The two walked side by side, but Xihen still had some fear in his heart that the sun would kill him. But he didn't want to leave his lover, Bowza.

As they approached the exit, Xihen flinched a little. At this moment, Bowza struggled to push Xihen and then Xihen was pushed to the outside. The strong sunlight shone on Xihen's body and his face was burned. His eyes opened, but he saw a cruel smile on Xihen's face.

Xihen was terrified, but he did not know what he should do. His hands kept flailing around, trying to grab a little something.

"Ah!" He suddenly felt his body being torn apart, and painful howls shouted out from his throat, blood and flesh flying, blood staining the floor in a miserable sight. Xihen's eyes rolled continuously, and two streams of blood flowed from his sockets. He used his last strength to stretch his arms to grab the hem of Bowza's skirt, but he didn't grab anything. His hands gradually slackened, and his hands dangled down from Bowza's legs. The whole man fell to the ground, blood kept gushing out, his pupils were already lax, and the death was approaching him step by step.

Xihen's body became colder little by little, and finally he finally completely dissipated, his body in a pool of blood.

Bowza's face had a smile on it.

She put Xihen's clothes on and pressed his head into Xihen's arms as she murmured softly in Xihen's ear, "You won't blame me, will you?"

After saying that, she will tell the public that the "ghost" is Xihen. Besides, she will also tell the public that the “ ghost” killed the original heroine, and will describe her as a brave heroine.

Bowza's story of slaying the "ghost" became the talk of the people, and their praise for Bowza became more and more enthusiastic, and there were even myths about Bowza.