I'm a timid girl, but I've always liked playing the boy. So my parents sent me to a martial arts school on Mount Tianshan. I returned home at fifteen to attend middle school, and now I'm just seventeen, about to enter university. I love the supernatural, especially supernatural fiction. My dream is to save lives, but all I can do is imagine myself as a hero. Sometimes I post about my melancholy on QQ. My signature reads, "The humble and open-minded wise prevail; the benevolent shoulder the burden of the world. In this life, I will gladly toil for the good of others, and let my blood and tears bear witness to my resolve."
Then one day, I discovered someone who looked exactly like me had appeared in my life. A bizarre car accident and the appearance of one terrifying corpse after another turned me into a true investigator of the supernatural. But was it all just coincidence, or was it fated from the start?
