Past and Present Lives Are Just a Dream in the World of Mortals

Spoiler version: "Save me..." "Save you for what?" "Pull me out of my sad memories; rescue me out of my hopeless obsessions..." "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of living like this, half human and half ghost." "It's very simple to help you. But if you want me to help you, you can't regret it. Are you ready to wake up?" The day the General's Mansion was destroyed, I knew it was time to fulfill my promise. From that day on, there was no more Ouyang Bingxin, the second lady of the General Mansion, but the illusionist Shui Qingxin. There is a bright cinnabar mole between my eyebrows, which is as bright as blood, and inside it is sealed the ancient illusion "a dream in the world of mortals", the incomplete "a dream in the world of mortals". As the only illusionist in the world, I, like countless clients, have a wish. For this reason, I have gone through two lives and used this borrowed life to abandon myself and walk alone carrying countless people's secrets. I can help others, but I can't help myself. I wandered through other people's stories and couldn't stop until I met someone by chance. I once held up a strand of my own white hair and said to him with all my might: "I am no longer a human being. I have long been possessed by a devil." With a slight smile on his lips, he replied to me half-seriously: "What a coincidence, what I'm best at is subduing demons." Even though I knew he had other agendas and was walking alone on this journey, I was still grateful to have him by my side. It's just that sometimes it's not fate that's impermanent, but the human heart. It wasn't until he pressed the paper fan against my acupuncture points, until he performed the complete "Red Dust Dream", that I realized: I was never a chess spectator, just a chess piece that couldn't recognize its own position. And he is the player. Why is the god of Hades also revered as the door god? When I met him, I finally understood. Cold yet dedicated, cruel yet compassionate. He is the descendant of Shen Tu in the human world, he is a god but not a human being. I am a chess piece sent by Yu Lei from the underworld, inhuman and like a demon. What is separated between me and him is not the abyss of love and dislove, but the grudges and conspiracies that have lasted for thousands of years. Can't break away, can't escape. I regret not being able to meet him when I was still young. Looking back, I feel that God's greatest favor for me was to let me die once, leaving me with nothing, and then I fell into a demon for an instant. Now, I just want to live and die with him and never leave him. Literary version: In your long life, have you ever regretted it? Have you ever had someone you couldn't let go of or something you couldn't forget? Are you still attached to the past? If such a person comes to you and gives you only one chance to enter the fantasy world and make a new choice, can you really make up for your regrets and achieve perfection? She passed through two lives, both of which were miserable; he was cursed for a thousand years and lonely all his life. She watched other people's joys and sorrows; he tried his best to enter her world. Is everything sincere, or is it just a setup? She originally thought she was looking coldly at the joys and sorrows of the chess players on the chessboard, but she didn't expect that she and he were just pawns unable to resist in the face of fate's conspiracy. The theory of secular world, the tears of the bright moon, the seed of infatuation, the pride and resentment, the emperor's plan, the return of Yan. The grudges in the past life and the entanglements in this life are ultimately nothing more than a dream in the world of mortals. They can be regretted, resented, and regretted. Are you willing to wake up? Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly. What he dreamed about was longing, what he relied on was perseverance, and what he left behind was despair. I thought that starting over would be perfect, but unfortunately, reality is cruel and people's hearts are always unpredictable. The empty space can be turned around a thousand times, and it never has anything to do with right or wrong. It's better to drink a cup of drunkenness and dream about death, and have a dream in the world of mortals. Who is possessed by a demon for whom, and whoever devotes his life to save whom. In a conspiracy that lasted two lives and lasted for thousands of years, who lost and who won, who fulfilled whom, and who failed whom? Dugu Canye (iconic green clothes, wordless folding fan, green jade Xiao): "It's very simple to help you. But if you want me to help you, you can't regret it. Are you ready to wake up?" / "What a coincidence, what I'm best at is subduing demons." Shui Qingxin (red clothes, white hair, veil, red cinnabar mole between eyebrows): After seeing too many other people's joys and sorrows, I finally vaguely understood that when a wish turns into an obsession, then all the sacrifices are no longer for redemption, but another way to liberate myself. I regret not being able to meet him when I was still young.