Rain outside the window, two fish swimming indoors.
I asked him: "Is this the joy of love?"
With a smile in his eyes, he asked me: "What kind of fish do you want to clean?"
I buried myself in the pillow and glanced at him: "That kind of thing doesn't count. I am a ghost from the past life who can absorb your soul."
"Really?" He leaned down, touched my nose and lips with his fingers, and stared at me with eyes still stained with drunkenness, he said, "What was it like in the previous life? Qing'er still remembers it? How did I become the dead soul under you? Death under peonies is like a ghost..."
I couldn't help but smile and hugged him face to face. This beloved soul of mine had never had any dreams in his previous life. How could he know that I was Zhao'er and that he was the person Zhao'er wanted most.
The book has been completed, totaling 210,000 words, and chapters have been deleted and uploaded.
Intention: Love between two people
