Convenience store night clerk Li Wei always has the same dream.
In the dream, the alley is deep and slippery with moss, and the bluestone reflects the waning moon. A man in black always stands at the end, with a cold light at the end of his eyes and a coldness like ice on his fingertips.
"Are you my vagina?" In the seventh dream, she held his wrist and smiled, "That's great, I need a boyfriend."
The man frowned, pulled his hands away, and said in a mean tone: "Get out."
But next time I dream, he is still there. He would pull her back by the collar when she almost crushed the charm, he would give her a jade pendant when she was chased by a shadow, and he would gently touch the top of her hair with his fingertips as cold as ice when she refused to leave.
In reality, Li Wei found that life began to "cross paths": water stains that looked like blood seeped out from the walls of the old alley, her reflections in the mirror were always half a beat slower than hers, and the tone of text messages sent from unknown numbers was exactly the same as that of the person in her dream. What's even weirder is that there are suddenly some "weirdos" in the community - an old lady who always picks out her hair, a man holding an empty stroller, and a Taoist priest who says she is "bad in life" and looks at her like a walking sacrifice.
When the peach pattern in the sachet oozes red juice, when Li Wei sees a woman who looks like herself in an old newspaper, when Li Xiao's jade pendant burns the mark of her past life on her palm——
Only then did she realize that this fateful fate that began in a dream was never accidental.
"You can't remember me?" During a certain confrontation, Li Wei held his trembling shoulders, and there was madness in his eyes, "It doesn't matter, it's enough for me to remember a little."
Remembering that he had blocked the fatal curse for her, remembering that their names were engraved on the same tombstone, remembering that he said "don't wait" but guarded her by the River of Forgetfulness for three hundred years.
And those seemingly unrelated weirdos are piecing together their erased past bit by bit in the name of "copies".
"Li Xiao," Li Wei smiled in the blood of another copy of reality and protected him behind his back, "it's me this time."
The mean and avoidant Mr. Ghost × the rational and crazy Ms. Human, from dream entanglement to reality, from testing each other to back-to-back breakups.
All unexpected reunions are long-planned rushes to—
"You are the evil in my life and also my antidote."
Concept: The sky is big and the earth is big, love is the biggest word