Also known as The Horror Writer Meets a Ghost
A story about love and dreams (HE), with no horror elements
A slow-burn, bittersweet healing story about saving each other, with a focus on everyday life
Lin Qingyu x Chun Ya
A forthright, passionate writer x a conflicted, sensitive dance student
A proud, clingy sweetheart x an intensely possessive girl
Excerpt
She smiled contentedly. “Xiaoman, Xiaoman, take your time growing up.”
“Xiaoman, Xiaoman, hurry up and grow up.” Every night, Chun Ya silently chanted the words like a spell.
Chun Ya was drowning in that pool, rain pouring beneath the lake's surface.
“So this is what it's like to love someone. You want to know everything about her, and you'll do whatever it takes to connect everything about yourself to her...”
Favorite Lines
Lin Qingyu: “So you're not interested in my plans because you're interested in me?”
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Chun Ya: “To me, you're more important than family.”
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Lin Qingyu: “If you didn't want to stay, why did you kiss me last night?”
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Chun Ya: “I like you more than anyone in the whole world.”
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·The daisies by the roadside will wilt when it gets hot, but the daisies in a flower shop will keep blooming, won't they?
·She looked up at the crescent moon hanging in the night sky. “The cure is right there.”
Inspiration
The stereotypical image of a female ghost has always been long, loose black hair, a vague, pale face, a white or bright red dress, and bare feet, like Sadako. If we stop being afraid, listen to their grievances, and help cut off the source of their suffering, their souls will no longer wander, and their bodies will tread lightly on the road to the afterlife.
Theme: Love, companionship, seeing one another
An unexpected surprise A realistic masterpiece with true, warm, delicate and individual writing style (praise). Less than 150,000 words. Quite a short article. Xql99, n many stickers and cars. It's cool, I won't say more here. An analysis of mother and grandmother under the shackles of patriarchal preference. Zz's understanding of feminism, and all the women except for my father, father, brother, and three men, who either pass by briefly or account for a large proportion of the education, are great. When the rain falls and spring grows, the clear rain moistens the spring buds. Chun Ya died, committed suicide, and ended his life in this era of male cancer. Not cowardice. If you become a ghost, you must blame a ghost. What should you blame? Following the rain, she saw it. She hated her brother, father, and grandfather, but she still couldn't pass away after seeing their retribution. Oh, it turns out she is a pitiful ghost whose obsession is love. The love of mothers who are struggling to grow up under the suppression and suppression of male cancer, the love of grandma, and their love for the spring buds who are struggling to grow. They wanted to give her the best love, but they had to use a "shady" method. Why can't love be spoken out boldly and without any cover--because they have never grown in the sun, and the love in their hearts has become moldy due to moisture. The sky cleared up after the rain. Fortunately, I finally saw Chunya, my mother's and grandma's. Even if there are some regrets and unwillingness, life is like this. Qingyu decorated her ghost life, and it turned out to be a resurrection of the dead! Like a dream, for a shuddering moment, I thought of the agent, the noodle shop owner, the flower shop owner, the passing classmates, the principal... All the women who made up this beautiful dream. She and she and her... Held up this new life. I also like "The Little Prince". There are always some inexplicable words in it, fairy tales, and children's fantasies about the world. Of course, the most important thing is that when I was in my early teens and about to enter a new environment, my best friend gave me a set of drawings. (🌚Superposition. Not showing off to Chunya, just saying, it's a coincidence) But I think from now on I will enjoy showing "Little Girl" to my friends. A little female ghost named Chunya was on a planet full of daisies, looking at the daisies - because she was a ghost, she could only look. Later, a person named Lin Qingyu came to this planet. She can help her take care of Daisy. Sometimes, they will also bring a vase with a small daisy that will not wither, and ride a modified rocket battery car to other places. Take a look at the stories of female creatures other than them. Perhaps, they should only be called people. That little bit of happiness, regret, anger... Colorful stories. Many, many, and most importantly, they are always together. Most of the time it's Ghost 1, if you want a side story——[Sunglasses]
Ah, what happened? Why did Chun Ya start to avoid this relationship after seeing those two little girls playing with each other's magic wands🤔
Suddenly I remembered a post I had seen before: "As a woman, what I can't stand the most is the disappearance of women." Let's encourage each other [joined hands]
The chapter about revenge and hanging was too merciful. Tian Dao was unscathed. In reality, I think the damage to the soul was probably 0. They would not feel guilty after killing their mother, and the fear would only last for a moment at most. It's better to kick the cripple to relieve his anger. And it seems that the shark killed the mother. Is there any way to make it pay for it with its life or be put in jail? In short, I can't go up or down in one breath.
I stayed up late to finish reading it, and I ended up spreading flowers~
Has he become a human being? How did you become human?
You don't need this description, right?
Should you wear high heels when opening a noodle restaurant?
I'm drinking in order to forget forget my shame Because of the shame of drinking
Woo woo woo woo... 😭 😭 (Why is the empathy so strong when reading this article in the evening?)