Ten Years of Rain Relief

Authentic traditional Chinese stories of strange things. Tell a story about human beings and ghosts, watch the joys and sorrows of nine battles between heaven and earth. The end of absurdity is like reality, and humanity is buried in the blood and bones of ghosts and gods. At 8 o'clock in the morning, I got up to read a book, and a ray of sunlight sneaked in from the corner of the window. It was a cunning assassin. I don't remember who I am or what I do. I just remember that there was a gentle moon and a quiet wind that night. At that time, I didn't know what would happen to you in the future, just like I didn't know what the weather would be like tomorrow, or whether you would come back again. Even with the weather forecast. You said, let me wait for you here. So here I am. While waiting for you, I will write our lives in this book. Those glorious, majestic and free lights will become ink that will never fade, remaining in the world, overlooking the ups and downs of all things. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.