Damn it, what are two people joking about?

In other words, a person drank too late at night, it rained, and hurried back with an umbrella. On the way, I saw a man standing under the eaves to take shelter from the rain, so I kindly walked home with his umbrella. However, the man didn't talk all the way, and he began to doubt that he was a ghost. The ghost has no feet, so the man mixed him with his feet. Sure enough, the man was fine. I was even more scared, so I tried my best to squeeze the ghost off the bridge and ran away. It happened that the person who bought breakfast got up earlier, and that person knocked on people's doors, and even the person who bought breakfast said that I had met a ghost. Just as he was talking, he saw a soaked man stumbling over, shouting ghosts, and also came to his home where he bought breakfast. Later, I exchanged a lot of information with each other and found that they were all ghosts in each other's mouths, so I smiled.