The Mountains Have Trees and the Trees Have Branches

The mysterious pawn shop, the unfathomable woman in red, the woman in red lights a piece of incense. As the incense burns, the smoke rings rise in circles and disappear on the roof. The figures of those people appear like ghosts and disappear like smoke rings. Every once in a while, someone will come here and talk about her life. Entering the door of the pawn shop, passing through a courtyard, and entering the back room, you can see a cabinet with two rows of glass bottles in the middle, shining with a mysterious light, as evil as ghosts in the dark night. I saw the woman in red slowly stepping up the stairs. The candle lights behind her were lit up one by one. The figures of two people were reflected on the wall. It was obvious that there was only the woman in red...