Being Ghostly Can Send Me Away

Gottlieb stood in the middle of the room, staring blankly at the person in the mirror, his face filled with panic and disbelief. In his eyes, he could clearly see that in front of him was a beautiful girl, who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with short black hair and a pure and pretty appearance. He was wearing a long set of clothes, which looked like an ancient European style. This girl exuded a noble and elegant temperament, with towering breasts and a beautiful appearance, an absolute top-notch beauty. If placed in front of her, Gottlieb would definitely drool, secretly lusting after her. ... If only, this wasn't him... Gottlieb dragged his stiff legs, staggering back and forth, standing in front of the makeup mirror, reaching out his trembling hand, caressing the mirror. As cold as ice, that was undoubtedly the mirror. Inside the mirror, the girl reached out her hand, making the same movements as him. Her face was clearly filled with shock. Gottlieb placed his hand on the mirror, lowered his head, looked at his towering chest, and was in so much pain that he wanted to cry. Read more