This is a story unrelated to love.
There are no ornate words or painstakingly polished sentences here.
I only want to tell this story in the plainest, most ordinary language.
Shadow Hunters, Puppet Spirits, Soul Mounds, Ghost Guests.
Four different identities, four different fates.
We cannot love each other.
Because.
We cannot afford to love.
Keywords:
[Slice of Life] [Supernatural] [Healing] [Unrelated to Love]
You let me walk back and forth beside you,
Yet never let me share your grief, even unto death.
Ji Antong and Ji Yanhua.
The most ill-fated pair of brothers.
