"Why are you doing this?"
Faces of every kind overlapped, leaving afterimages. Voices came from all directions.
"Because I can't let go."
"What gave rise to that obsession?"
"Family, friendship, love."
In an instant, the phantoms vanished like smoke, and brown remains floated through the air.
Shen Ling pierced through the haze and headed straight for the world of the dead.
In this world, there was no trace of her life. There was only the truth she wanted to find.
Rotting corpses and flesh surged toward her like an overwhelming tide, only to fall before the faint blue light.
"Get out of my way."
A trace of ferocity gleamed in Shen Ling's eyes. The scent of orchids swept over her, and suddenly, something tightened behind her.
A man's voice pressed close to her ear as he spoke unhurriedly.
"Ling, I will be with you like your shadow."
[Independent, domineering, cold-faced yet adorable woman x gentle, secretly seductive, gloomy man]
Theme: The obsessions that swell until they overflow often come from scabs over wounds.
