"I think it’s nice, being able to always stay with my sister. Don’t you want that, Sister? And if I get reincarnated, I won’t remember you in the next life."
"If you could always be with me, of course I would be happy, but in the Six Realms, the most cautious and careful beings are ghosts, and your situation is even worse than a ghost’s. I don’t want you to always live in darkness, don’t want you to have only me as a friend, don’t want you to only be able to talk to me. I want you to be like me, like everyone else."
Though she had never experienced life-and-death partings or witnessed the sufferings of the human world, Wen Xiao’ai, who had grown up under various protections, couldn’t bear to see others suffer.
Especially a boy like Baozi, whose appearance alone was pitiful enough to break one’s heart.
The boy smiled, his smile carrying a hint of helplessness and sorrow, and in his eyes, there was a glimmer of hidden hope.
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"But Sister, you forgot, didn’t you? We ghosts, we were once human too. The eight hardships of the human realm, the partings, the joys, and the sorrows, we’ve actually experienced them all. It’s just that I don’t remember them anymore. It’s not that being human is all that great. They get sad, get hurt, get bullied, and betrayed."
"You should think about the positive side. I can go to the Netherworld and ask King Yan for help, let him find you a good protective household, let you have a good reincarnation, and be happy in your next life."
The boy smiled, his heart filled with longing, but he still dared not have too many illusions.
"Sister, I met a sister in the Netherworld before who was also very beautiful. Like me, she only had a wisp of a lingering soul. Unlike me, she retained some memories from her life."
"It really was only a little bit, but it was enough to make her suffer every moment so much that she wanted to die, no, I can’t say die since she was already dead... She was truly frantic, searching for any way to disappear from this world. She didn’t even want to be reincarnated and become human again, for she feared suffering the same fate."
"She tried every day to find ways to lose her memory, even yearning for her existence to vanish completely. She begged King Yan, begged the Ghost Messenger, she even went to provoke those malevolent spirits. She really tried everything to get rid of that part of her memory..."
"Even in death she was so tormented and without release, I almost dared not listen to what misfortunes she had encountered when she was alive. She was so young yet so desperate."
"She was reluctant to talk about her past life with anyone, and day after day, that memory tormented her into collapse. Seeing her in so much pain, I hoped she could come to the Human Realm like me, to see the sun, and then disappear under it, completely vanish, never again to suffer..."
When the boy spoke of the female ghost he had once encountered, his tone was full of sympathy and pity. Every time he thought of her desperate predicament of wanting to live but not being able to die, he was very afraid, not daring to confront his own past experiences.
"To be honest, I really want to recover my memories, really want to know what kind of person I used to be, how many good friends I had, how many family members loved and cared for me. But I’m also afraid. I’m afraid that my life before wasn’t as good as I imagine, I’m afraid I wasn’t really a good person."
"That’s not true, Baozi. You have to believe in yourself. Bad people will always be bad wherever they go, but good people will always be good." Wen Xiao’ai said, reaching out to touch the boy’s head, which wasn’t really touchable.
The boy smiled, knowing they were words of comfort, but he felt truly grateful to Wen Xiao’ai in his heart.