"You finally agreed to see me."

Ren Yi looked at Masako gently, and Masako's face was reflected in his pupils.

But Masako was not as elegant as before, and even looked a little embarrassed.

She was drenched from head to toe by the heavy rain, and it was hard to imagine whether the umbrella she was holding tightly to was actually able to shelter her from the rain.

"Have we met many times?"

Masako took a deep breath. This was the first time she had such a clear impression of blind dates.

The man in front of her was very handsome, better looking than anyone she had ever seen.

The other person spoke in a moderate tone, with a gentle voice, which made people feel very comfortable listening to him.

And when she looked at him, she always had a feeling that she had seen him before.

What puzzled Masako was why a man like this also needed a blind date.

"Many times." Ren Yi pinched his thigh hard to calm himself down. "But every time you didn't want me to see you."

There was a hint of complaint in his tone.

"Really?" Masako opened her eyes wide, unable to believe that she would say this. "Then I must be crazy."

"No, no, no," Ren Yi looked at Masako with understanding. "You told me at the time that you still had something very important to finish. Have you finished it now?"

"Important things..."

As Masako repeated this sentence, her expression became a little distorted.

"I, I can't seem to remember... I can't remember anything."

She scratched her head hard and found that she was forgetting her past bit by bit.

"Don't be afraid." Ren Yi stood up. He gently held Yazi's face and said gently and seductively, "Look at me, look carefully."

Yazi raised her head, and as she stared at Ren Yi intently, her heart gradually calmed down.

She even forgot why she was angry and about to break down.

"Look," Ren Yi coaxed, "as long as you want, all unhappy memories will disappear. Then all you can remember is happiness. Isn't that good?"

"It's pretty good..." Yazi was convinced by him. She looked up at Ren Yi and closed her eyes in anticipation.

The loud bang startled the audience.

They originally thought they would see the two people kissing each other, but they didn't expect that the protagonists of the camera had become two gray-haired women.

One of them was someone they all knew, Masako's mother.

But she looked much older, with sunken eye sockets, white hair, and a lot of weight loss.

The woman sitting opposite her was not in much better condition, her eyes filled with despair and fatigue.

These two people showed a long-lost joy at this moment.

They turned their heads almost at the same time and looked at a kind-looking old lady in front of them.

"See? The photos are moving." The old lady said softly.

"Yes, it moved! It finally moved!" Masako's mother suddenly burst into tears. She looked ahead with sobs, her excitement beyond words.

"So," another woman asked earnestly, "they finally met, didn't they?"

"Yeah." The old woman stood up tremblingly and pulled away the red cloth behind her.

In an instant, the two photo frames, which were originally hung quite far apart, slowly began to move closer to each other.

However, what was contained in the photo frame was not an ordinary photo, but a black and white photo of Ren Yi and Yazi.

"Master, thank you so much!" Masako's mother expressed her gratitude again from the bottom of her heart: "Our Masako's spirit in heaven will finally not be alone anymore."

"Yazi's mother," Ren Yi's other mother bit her lip and forced a smile, saying, "Don't worry, my son will take good care of her down there. Yazi won't be bullied anymore."

The old lady, known as the Master, said with a broad smile, "Don't worry, ladies. Ghost marriages are much more reliable. Over the years, no couple has ever divorced from a ghost marriage. In the underworld, the young couple will surely live happily ever after."

"Yes," Masako's mother nodded immediately. She was both respectful and fearful of this master. From her initial disbelief when she heard about ghost marriages, to now with all the miracles she'd seen, she was increasingly hesitant to speak out about such matters. "Masako, thank you so much for coming so many times, and finally it worked."

"Oh, it's okay." The master shook his head. "That's what obsession is. You can't just let it go. Masako had a hard life. She'll be fine after she goes to the underworld."

After the camera turned to black, a line of words appeared on it: [One year ago].

Masako sat alone on the windowsill, opened the window, and looked out with an empty mind.

Then she cleared her throat and began to sing.

In a building opposite, Ren Yi suddenly took off his headphones and said into the microphone:

"Shh, did you hear that? Someone's singing next door again! It's really beautiful, it must be a beautiful woman! What, you want me to confess my love? No way, I'm just an autistic anchor, I don't dare talk to people!"

"Whoever is posting comments saying something unpleasant, please shut down my livestream immediately, thank you!"

At this moment, the audience saw a completely different Ren Yi. His face remained the same, but his body was covered in tubes for IV drips.

Masako didn't know that there was a person in the building opposite who had always been her loyal listener.

[Half a year ago].

Ren Yi lay on the hospital bed and closed his eyes forever.

The doctor shook his head and comforted Ren Yi's mother: "It must have been very difficult for him to hold on in the last few months."

[One month ago]

In the storm, a woman staggered forward, and the heavy rain soaked her body.

A dazzling white light flashed and the woman's body flew out.

The bartender who had been following behind ran out in a daze, crying bitterly as he looked at the dead Masako.

"Auntie, I'm Xiao Wang, Yazi's colleague. She, she was in a car accident."

At this moment, the picture shattered like a mirror. A huge hand grasped the glass shards in its hand and threw them into the bubbling soup pot.

The owner of this hand was the noodle shop owner. She was humming a little tune without words and stirring the soup pot vigorously.

She turned her head and smiled at the camera:

"There is nothing in this world that cannot be forgotten. If there is, try a bowl of Meng Po soup!"

The first episode is over.

It's a full hour and a half long, almost the length of a movie.

As for the audience, they really felt like they had just watched a horror movie.

It is also a horror film that is terrifying when you think about it carefully, but also touching and heartwarming.

The bald man scratched his head, feeling very conflicted. "The soundtrack and several scenes were so scary, but I didn't expect the ending to be like this... Who would have thought that after watching for so long, it would be two ghosts going on a blind date?"

The man with glasses agreed: "I was still trying to figure out which of these two was the ghost, but I never thought they were both! But they really are destined to be together, and it's a happy ending!"