Hundreds of years ago, a woman met a handsome young man while sheltering from the rain in a pavilion. The two fell in love at first sight. The boy loved painting, so he asked the girl to paint for her in the pavilion next time. From then on, the two often met in the pavilion and spent a lot of good time. Later, the boy decided to go to Beijing to take the exam. The girl waited hard at home. There was no news after several years. The girl cried every day at the painting the boy drew for her. In the end, she fell in love and died soon after. Because the girl died with regrets, she had strong resentment and hoped to see the boy again. Therefore, the girl's soul entered the painting. Often at ten minutes at midnight, she would go to the pavilion alone to recall and watch, hoping to see the boy's figure... Hundreds of years passed like this. The girl's painting was put into the museum. One day, a boy stopped in front of the painting and felt that the woman in the painting seemed familiar. And his heart was full of sadness, and his face burst into inexplicable tears. Then the eyes of the person in the painting also began to shed tears, until the entire painting was soaked with tears, and the appearance of the person in the painting became increasingly blurry. Finally, only a puddle of ink remained... (Adapted from the song "Ink Soul")
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