Firelight on the bridges of the mortal world, wind whispering through bamboo groves, countless ghostly phosphorescent lights. Mountain demons and spirits...
The jade-inlaid brushes, fragrant ink, yellowed books, intricately carved inkstones, and paintings of beauties in scholars' rooms of old... all turned into little spirits and enchanting monsters. As the years passed, storytellers and aged women passed their tales from mouth to mouth, steeping them in those ancient, romantic legends...
Ji Zhongan grew up listening to all sorts of stories from her grandmother... She had never once imagined that she would meet a beautiful demon and share a romantic tale with her!
So... what exactly is this featherlight creature sitting on her floor, covering its chest with both hands and looking pitiful?
Hmm, quite the flirt.
Set in a Jiangnan town from July to August. A ghost story, with a lighthearted, snarky tone... HE
