Ink

The moment the ancient mirror shattered, Li Moyan fell into the abyss of thick ink. Decades ago, a young man named Li Moye had already left a mark of despair at this moment. The reverse characters are crawling all over the stone wall, half of them are engraved with Li Moye's unfinished notes, and the other half are wrapped around Li Moyan's neck; the black shadow dripping with ink grins wildly, and his face reflects the reluctance of the young man and the struggle of the person who came. The fragrance of tomatoes and scrambled eggs in the unit building, the blood of the setting sun in the wasteland, and the wolf hair brush in the stone house are both the ending of Li Moye and the beginning of Li Moyan. The old pocket watch was hot, and the word "wild" engraved on the back resonated with Li Moyan's blood; in the broken notebook, the scrawled writing changed from "I want to escape" to "You will come back." He thought he was pursuing the truth, but found out that he was Li Moye's unfinished reincarnation; he thought it was the end of the curse, but he didn't know that the two of them had already been tied to each other by blood, serving as sacrifices and shackles to each other. When the boy's face in the mirror completely overlaps with his own, when Li Moye's despair turns into Li Moyan's power, who is using whom in this puzzle that spans decades? Did Li Moye use him to break the situation, or did he continue to write the eternal cage for Li Moye? Mo Yuan is never a single person's hell, it is a fateful trap intertwined by two shadows. There is no way to escape or break away, and despair will only be reborn again and again in the blood inheritance.