What a Beautiful Ghost!

The little girl hummed coldly and bent down to change her shoes.

Sara walked over and tapped her head. "Your sister is talking to you!"

The little girl said calmly, "My name is Moon, not Nine." She looked up, her amber eyes cold. "Is there anything else?"

Sara was speechless. She glared as Moon entered the room. Before she left, she turned around and said lightly, "I don't like to be disturbed. Don't knock on my door."

Sara was speechless. She had said that her parents were already in their forties or fifties, so why would they want a second child! Look! No one could control the child they gave birth to! Other children would cry once or twice if they fell, but Moon had never cried. When she was born, she looked at the nurse calmly. When she was one year old, she dared to climb out of the crib. When she hurt, she would get up on her own and not cry! Sara had never seen Moon cry in her life!