Under the locust tree, he was born in a coffin, half human and half ghost.
When Huaisheng was very young, he understood that the most terrifying thing in the world was never ghosts, but the human heart.
The hatred of the broken horns and the pain of gouging out the heart, he is no longer human.
Maybe, from the very beginning, ghosts shouldn't have a human heart.
(Born for abuse, if you can't stand it, please give me a thumbs up.)
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