[Content warnings: gender-bender, boys’ love, girls’ love, abuse, twisted values. This story is trash, so read with caution.]
Feng Jinjia lay inside a plastic bag, her hand trembling. The moment she stabbed down, pain pierced her to the bone.
It was as if she’d had a dream. When she woke, she could barely remember it, but she saw her tear-streaked face in the mirror.
On the road, she encounters a ghost. At dinner, she talks to someone, who tells her that anything is possible in this vast world.
People and ghosts belong to different worlds. What are they supposed to do? How about this: if you love him, then leave together.
What gives you the right? Who do you think you are? What makes you think you can take her away?
Cheer yourself up