Midnight Storyteller

Whenever the midnight bell rings, the old bookstore in the west of the city lights up. The storyteller wore a silver mask, sat on a sandalwood chair, and told the "unfinished story" to a few visitors. The audience is all people with regrets: a lovelorn poet, a lonely painter, a mother looking for her son... They find that what the storyteller is talking about is a past that they have never experienced but are extremely familiar with. Rumor has it that whoever listens to his story can change his destiny. But the price is that a memory must be left behind as a "book resource". A young woman, Xiaotang, came and wanted to hear how she ended up with her deceased husband. The storyteller whispered: "That night in the snow, you could have held his sleeve." She cried bitterly, willing to exchange "the memory of our first encounter" for a do-over. The story repeated itself, she ran into the snow, only to find that the figures behind her were actually storytellers. It turns out that the storyteller is the gatekeeper in the cracks in time, composed of all the soul fragments with "unresolved obsessions". Telling it every night is the echo of the struggle of the soul. The bookstore is the interface between reality and regret. Xiaotang finally chose to burn the story. Among the ashes, she whispered: "I want to remember it, even if it hurts." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.