Guiding the Soul Record

There is a kind of rain in the world, called "Hong", which only wets the people it misses. It is the tears of the dead souls that have not yet dried. Zhu, a soul guide who has been walking in the world for thousands of years, has white hair and is taciturn. The fireworks between his fingers can burn away memories. His job is not to expel, but to understand - to understand the "flow" that is stagnated by obsession, and to channel the "annihilation" that is stagnated by pain. This time, he came to a small town where there had been heavy rain for seven days. Young You repeatedly dreamed of a girl, and the stopped clock solidified the moment of her grandmother's death... And in another century-old memory, the "Ji" in the deep well of the house wrapped up a maid and the letter of appointment she failed to receive... This is an Eastern myth about saying goodbye well. It's not about ghosts and gods, but about how we can separate well from the people we love.