The lights of the underworld guided the souls of the dead toward reincarnation.
She drifted along behind the dim lights, while the events of her life passed before her eyes like scenes in a revolving lantern.
She had never imagined that most of what she saw and heard would be about that girl.
The girl wore a water-red cloak of thick wool, standing in the path of the wind with a blue-gray silver-rat-fur cloak in her arms. When she saw her, she hurried over and draped the cloak over her shoulders, smiling as she asked, "Grandmother, are you cold? I was just about to go look for you."
For a moment, she lost herself in thought. The water-red cloak made the girl's face look fair and delicate. There was no one else as gentle and considerate as she was.
"Ping'er."
She murmured the girl's name. She knew that everything she saw was only an afterimage, and that the girl could not possibly hear her.
Knowing that, and only because of it, she dared to say:
"I owe you so much. If there is another life, I will not let you down."
A Dream of the Red Chamber fan work: Wang Xifeng x Ping'er
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