[Short story imitating the style of a Chinese fairy tale]
The story is simple. There are only a few main characters - a sick young man who doesn't know who he is, a dull little maid, and a female monster who can't forget his old lover.
If there is anything else - a peach blossom tree in strange bloom, a ghost painting that disturbs people's sleep, a mess of souls... And the entanglement in the previous life and this life, repaying a debt of gratitude, repaying a life for a debt of life.
In short, this article has all the elements of being bloody, and it is going further and further down the road of being bloody.
·A story based on a song by Sister Zhen.
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"Ink Soul"
Lyrics: Dong Zhen & Xingtang Sixuan
Composer: Dong Zhen
Arranger: Zhu Jintai
That year, the umbrella was left on the west floor, and it was hard to take it away when the rain stopped.
Pulling up her black hair, she looked back slightly, making an appointment after dusk.
Who painted the West Tower that year? Mo Yishi's inkstone was not collected yet.
The branches of glazed laurel resemble spring water.
For whom can an inkstone of ink be used to draw a lifetime of emotions into the face?
Cinnabar shows, hairpin hook, suddenly looking back.
For whom is a touch of beauty reserved? The soul of Mo Yishi enters his eyes.
Love is like wine, thick at night, waiting for someone to smell it.
That year when I went up to the west tower alone, the flowers fell and the water flowed by itself.
The figure still smiles in the east wind, how can it send sorrow thousands of miles away?
For whom can an inkstone of ink be used to draw a lifetime of emotions into the face?
The moon is still cold, and I am so romantic, waiting for someone to gaze at me.
Who can lose weight with a touch of beauty, Mo Yishi's soul enters his eyes,
The wine that revives the soul is hard to swallow, waiting for someone to rescue me.
The peach blossoms were red that year, and the moonlight was misty that night.
You lit up your eyes for me, your expressive eyes,
I will only engrave you in my heart for the rest of my life.
Who can lose weight with a touch of beauty, Mo Yishi's soul enters his eyes,
The wine that revives the soul is hard to swallow, waiting for someone to rescue me.
The mistakes made in the past life will be corrected in the next life, waiting for you to stare at them.
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