"There is Hua Xin Pavilion in the world, and there is a master of painting in the pavilion. Everything in the world is in the heart." Cen Huan doesn't know why she came here. There is no Ning Weiyu, no Sima Kongkong, no Xiaoman here, and no one has even heard of Hua Xin Pavilion. Then how did she... Come here? "Zhao Officer, ghost, black and white, soul ferryman, you name it..." "In our world, there is a saying that debts must be repaid. If you break something in my store, you must accompany me! Get up and work the night shift here tomorrow!" "You don't understand! ! I have been looking for him for a long time! I sacrificed my life to save him! I love him! He is dead! Cen Huan, you see clearly! There are no dream-eating tapirs or dream-creating beasts here!" "Li Zhao, take me away! I shouldn't be alive at all..." "What did he call you before?" "Ah Huan, but... I like him to call me Huan'er..." "I will call you Huan'er from now on..."
Concept: soul ferry plot
