Drawn in Ink

Many years later, the children at the end of the street listened to an old man beneath the willow tree recount the lifelong love between the young master of the Jia family and the actor in red.

Then they remembered the strange man they'd seen on the mountain, cradling a skeleton dressed in red and murmuring the same words over and over:

"The moment you first stepped onto the stage in red, you dazzled me for a lifetime. I chose you, so what does it matter whether you're a man or a woman... What does gender matter?"