Everyone has a ghost in their heart. What does the ghost in yours look like?
A hundred lifetimes, a hundred ghosts, a hundred ways of being, a hundred kinds of love, a hundred kinds of hate, a hundred kinds of goodness, a hundred kinds of evil. With a human's pen, I write of the underworld; through the love of demons and ghosts, I speak of every kind of life. Ah, are there demons in this world, or not? Is human goodness greater than that of demons, or is human evil worse? Are demons heartless, or are people fickle? Some demons can keep a promise for a thousand years, while some people change their minds three times in a single day. It is hardly just because of Granny Meng's soup. It is simply the cycle of cause and effect: retribution never misses its mark, and no one can escape, whether in heaven or in the underworld. Yet the vast mortal world cannot hold a hundred ghosts. Come with me, dressed in finery and walking by night, to a scheme with nothing to do with romance.
This is a book written for spirits. We have seen the unreachable sunlight together in the darkest depths of hell, and we have felt the most vicious curses beneath the brightest sunlight.
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Oh my God, I wrote half a million. Such little stories are so rare
Wow (*?▽?) Gugu writes well, you can try to apply for a visa (???????)
"Self-destruction" is a big bug for the author~