My name is Shen Jinhe, a programmer.
After my sudden death, I traveled through time. Became a woman. A woman who is too beautiful to be true.
When I woke up, I had a copper coin in my mouth, a little maid covered in makeup and makeup stood beside me, and a yellow moon hung above my head.
This is called Zuixian Tower. The guest has no face. Rouge is red and salty, like blood. The beauty on the screen will come down at midnight and smile at you, with no teeth in her mouth and only a row of eyes. The wood grain on the floor is densely packed with the word "ghost".
And my own face was painted on.
There is something locked underneath the painting. It spoke in my body, saying in a beautiful, soft, and crazy voice: "You are finally here."
I met Chen Yinshuang. Seventeen years old, pale and thin, he has been coming to Zuixian Tower for three years. She taught me how to dress, how to paint my skin, and how to live in this world. She gave me the only silver hairpin and said, "Take it with you and remember it for me."
I met Pei Jun. With silver hair and green eyes, there is an underwater city deep in the pupils. He said that he was the end of all things. He taught me to play the guqin, using a guqin called "Wangchuan" with strings made of dead people's hair. He said he wanted to die, but before he died, he wanted to find a mirror.
I met Faceless. That faceless thing in the hall. There is a darkness in its neck, and countless faces are embedded in the darkness - all the people in the painting who have come to find it. Su Yelan's face is also inside. Su Yelan, the last "I", turned into rouge, eye fluid, and bone powder, and stayed in every corner of Zuixian Tower.
I drew the beginning. A pair of eyes with soul. A new, clean consciousness created by me. She is the first thing in this crazy world that truly belongs to me. Pei Jun said, this is not a painted skin - this is a creation.
The world is big. There is the sea of Guixu, there are mountains with painted skins, there are streets where hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and there are cities that sink to the bottom of the sea. The world is small. So small that all roads lead to the same well. At the bottom of the well is Guixu - the end of all things and the starting point of all things.
Chen Yinshuang walked into the well. She left her silver hairpin to me, her roots to me, and herself in the darkness of Guixu.
She said: "Reality is - someone remembers you."
So I remember her. Use the word "cross" in the palm of your hand, use the heart of the source, and use the eyes of the beginning. I remember her brown tears, every word she said, and her last free, relaxed, weightless smile.
Then I jumped into the well.
Go to Guixu. Go find Pei Jun. Go find that mirror. Go find that answer.
——In this painted world, what is reality?
Motto: "In this absurd world, remember everyone who died for you - this is all the proof of your existence."