Luoyang, the ancient capital of several dynasties, has its own mysterious places like every city. In the alley in the south of the city, there is a psychological counseling service run by a woman. If you go there, she will tell you those sad stories. On the white silk spread out in front of her case, there are black characters on the white silk, and the beautiful handwriting between the lines, each word is full of blood and tears, making people lament.
"What are you writing?"
"I won't write anything else, just short stories about love and love."
"By the way, you have a typo here..."
"... Go away."
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