At two o'clock in the morning, a female corpse with a phoenix crown and a beautiful robe floated on the Baihe River.
She was wrapped in a white cloth filled with ghostly symbols, and in her hand she was holding the red hijab from my Chen family that had been lost for twenty years.
I stretched out my hand to fish it out, and she opened her eyes and wrote a word that no one recognized on my chest.
My grandfather left a message before he died: Never look up the origin of this word on your body.
But the word grew like crazy under my skin, with one more word appearing every day, like an ancient city sinking under the water.
Later I realized that it was not a word, but a contract.
The three hundred innocent souls buried under the entire Baihe River are all waiting for me, the "Chen family", to finish writing the contract.
Reader comments
It's very well written, why doesn't anyone read it?
It's very well written, why doesn't anyone read it?