赵飞是个天真烂漫的小伙子，什么复杂的情感纠葫芦、生活的细腻之处，他一概不懂。这个周末，赵飞的舅舅过生日了。赵飞知道舅舅有收藏古董、品尝佳肴的喜好，就踏入了一家专门出售古董和美食礼品店挑选礼物。结果，他目光迷离中看上了那款精致绝伦的手工制瓷茶杯，便毫无犹豫地买下了它。

当赵飞兴奋地赶到舅舅家时，只见他面色如土，一把抓住自己的手腕，用力摇晃着，说：“我怎么会想到你会送这样一个东西！”他的眼神里充满了失望和愤怒。

还未等到解释，舅舅的一声尖叫回荡在空旷的大厅中，那是他因为过度惊吓而突然倒下的声音。他被紧急送往医院，但最终没有抢救过来。

此刻，赵飞深知自己犯下的错误。他害怕在来世中遭遇更大的惩罚，所以决定烧一些东西来安慰他的魂魄。于是，他购买了一些高档香料和纸钱，将它们点燃，并开始念诵法语，以求能平息那个正在阴间游荡的灵魂。

“这一次，我确实选择了许多礼物给你，”他边烧边说，“包括新鲜出炉的糕点，还有一瓶特级红酒，这都是为了让你在下界也能享受到一点快乐。”但就在他的话音落下时，从坟墓里冒出了一个血污斑斑的鬼魂，它向着赵飞扑来，是那位已经故去的叔叔。

“你这次又给我准备了什么？”Uncle 的声音带着既愤怒又悲伤的声音，“难道我就不能得到一点安宁吗？”

“我这是要为您做弥补，”Zhaofei 一边逃跑一边解释，“这些礼物是我精心挑选出来的一套完整套装。”

但是Uncle 并不放松追捕，即使是在逃跑过程中也不忘对Zhaofei发起指责：“你的每一步都像是在戏弄死者！连最基本的人性都没有！”

“那么您觉得我应该怎么办呢？”Zhaofei停下来转身看着Uncle。“

“I want to make it right,” Zhaofei said, his voice shaking with fear and determination. “I will do whatever it takes to ensure your peace.”

But Uncle was not convinced. He continued to chase after Zhaofei, determined to find a way out of this eternal torment.

As the night wore on, Zhaofei became more and more desperate. He knew that he had to find a way to make things right before it was too late.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Zhaofei stumbled upon an ancient ritual that promised to bring peace to the restless dead. With trembling hands and a racing heart, he began the incantation.

Slowly but surely, Uncle's form began to fade away. His eyes closed for the final time as his spirit finally found rest.

Zhaofei collapsed onto the ground beside him, exhausted from his ordeal but relieved that it was over at last.

The next morning, when Zhao flew woke up from his sleepless night of grief and guilt-ridden thoughts about how he could have done better in handling this situation so far.

He felt heavy-hearted thinking about all those years spent trying hard just not only because I wanted them happy or made them feel loved or cared for.

In fact most times they were really mad at me - especially my uncle who always told me "you are such an idiot" whenever I did something wrong in front of him.