The soul of a dead man stood under the eaves listening to the rain. He only heard a soft call. He looked back and saw a strange-looking young man leaning against the door and staring at him, with a jade pendant twirling around his fingertips. Soul looked at the few strands of upturned pigtails on the young man's head, and became interested, so the two started chatting...
Xuan Qun——Cheng Jin
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