There was an ancient clan whose surname was Zhou. There are only five people in the clan, they are neither relatives nor friends, and they have no love or affection. His appearance is no different from that of ordinary people, with a handsome face and a refined temperament. The people of the Zhou family use ten years as a cycle. After ten years, they abandon their old names, erase their memories, and leave for other cities; the cycle starts over and over again, without exception.
Zhou Xinglan is one of the five members of the ancient Zhou clan. He has lost count of how many years he has been wandering in this world. The world only knows that the Zhou people are immortal and immortal, but they don't know that the Zhou people also have a special ability - summoning souls. During the years that Zhou Xinglan lived, he was entrusted by others to summon countless souls into people's dreams. He was also used to seeing the reluctance of the living towards the dead and the nostalgia of the dead for the human world. When you look at it, you become heartless; when you are alive, you become indifferent.
People only live a hundred years, and there is no reincarnation. They grieve, complain, and refuse to be separated. In the end, each of them just becomes a handful of loess and disperses in the wind. Picture what? Zhou Xinglan didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand. It was effortless to summon a soul, and he could also listen to a story about grievances, separation, and separation. Why not?
Intention: In life, only feelings cannot be let down