Slowly drawn by an invisible force, his soul crossed the boundary between life and death and fell into the vast sea of consciousness of Qingming Princess Chuchu. All around him lay the tranquil, still surface of a lake, reflecting the shimmering light and shadows of the sky. This, combined with the lush greenery and vibrant flowers of the land, formed a wondrous scene.
Beyond the scene, there is a dazzling bright area and a solitary peak shrouded in clouds and mist, like a portal to another unknown world, which makes the ghost feel a mixture of awe and confusion.
He knelt tremblingly on the ground, hands prostrated, and performed the most pious kowtow, his voice trembling uncontrollably. "Your Majesty, Qingming Princess, I, Chen Cheng, am blind and have offended your majesty. I beg for forgiveness. I was originally a ghost in the mortal world, lingering because of an obsession within me. I do not know when I was drawn here."
Chuchu stood in the void, her face cold and solemn. Her gaze penetrated every inch of the soul's thoughts, but she still maintained that reassuring peace: "Chen Cheng, since you have recognized my identity, you should understand that life and death are predestined, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God. Now that you have passed away, why are you reluctant to let go and follow the Black and White Impermanence into reincarnation?" Her voice was not loud, but it had an unquestionable power that made the air around her seem to solidify.
The ghost of Chen Cheng raised his head, his eyes flickering with complex emotions. He slowly spoke, unraveling that dusty memory: "Zhu Zhu and I have been inseparable friends since childhood. We've experienced countless days and nights together, from youth to maturity. However, just before we were about to embark on university life, a sudden car accident completely separated us. I thought it was the fickleness of fate, a destiny I had to accept. But as time went by, I discovered that things were far from simple. My parents were heartbroken by my death and passed away one after another. Zhu Zhu, not only inherited my family's inheritance, but she never visited my grave to pay her respects, not even a trace of condolence. I began to wonder if all this was her conspiracy, that she had deliberately caused the accident for the sake of money and a better future..."
Chuchu shook her head. She had seen everything about Zhu Zhu, including her soul. Zhu Zhu was not such a vicious person.
A hint of deep thought flashed across Chuchu's eyes. Everything in the world has its cause and effect, and the human heart is even more complex and unpredictable. But relying on one side of the story alone is not enough to determine Zhu Zhu's guilt. "Chen Cheng, I understand the hatred in your heart. However, the cycle of life and death has its own laws. You should first let go of your obsession and follow the Black and White Impermanence to reincarnate, only then can you be free. As for what you said, I will investigate the truth. If Zhu Zhu is truly guilty, the human world and the underworld will not tolerate it; but if it is a misunderstanding, you must also be responsible for your words and actions."
Seeing Chuchu's resolute attitude, Chen Cheng, though reluctant, knew he couldn't force her. He bowed his head and bowed deeply once more, "Your Highness, I am willing to follow your instructions. However, if the truth is truly as I believe, I, Chen Cheng, will seek justice even if I have to transform into a ghost."
Chuchu shook her head gently and waved her hand. A gentle force enveloped Chen Cheng's soul, slowly lifting him up. "Justice is in the hearts of the people, and also in the underworld. Go with peace of mind. I will give you an explanation after I find out the truth." With that, she turned and stepped into the light. Her figure gradually faded, leaving only a distant word that echoed in her sea of consciousness: "Life and death are all destined. Let go of your obsessions, and you will find freedom."
The Black and White Impermanence appeared, and Chuchu ordered: "This soul is temporarily detained, and will not be sent to the underworld yet. Wait for my order."
Black and White Impermanence should be it.
After leaving the deep and mysterious sea of consciousness, the dormitory was filled with a quiet and slightly warm atmosphere. Chuchu found that the other three had put aside their daytime fatigue and curled up on their beds, enjoying this rare quiet time.
The moonlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled shadows, adding a touch of softness and poetry to this small dormitory.
Zhao Qing gently turned sideways and looked at Chuchu, who seemed to be lost in thought. Her gentle voice broke the silence in the room, "Chuchu, I'm curious, what kind of boy would a perfect girl like you like? When Zhu Zhu mentioned the regret in her heart just now, it made me feel a little sad too."
Chuchu's eyes flickered with tenderness when she heard that. She slowly turned her head, her gaze piercing through the dim light, meeting Zhao Qing's. "Well, let me think about it..." She smiled softly, as if lost in a beautiful vision of the future. "As for me, I've always liked honest, reliable, and kind-hearted guys. Just like those perfect male protagonists described in novels, they're infatuated and devoted, with their own persistence and perseverance in love. No matter how the world changes, that deep affection remains the same and will never change."
As soon as she finished speaking, Chuchu seemed to have noticed something. She turned to look at Zhu Zhu, who had been silent all the time, and an inexplicable emotional wave surged in her heart: "Zhu Zhu, why didn't the boy you mentioned just now come back? Did he go to a very far place, or..." There was a hint of caution in her words, for fear of touching the wound deep in Zhu Zhu's heart.
Zhu Zhu's eyes were slightly red, and she took a deep breath, as if trying to calm her emotions.
The dormitory suddenly became so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, and everyone was quietly waiting for her answer.
After a long moment, Zhu Zhu finally spoke. Her voice, though soft, trembled with an almost imperceptible tremor: "In a sudden car accident, he... he left me forever. Sometimes, I even feel like all this is just a dream. When I wake up, he's gone. I don't even dare to go to his grave, because every time I think of it, my heart aches so much that I can't breathe."
At this point, Zhu Zhu's voice was already choked with sobs. Seeing this, Chu Chu immediately stood up, gently crossed the gap in the middle, lay down beside Zhu Zhu, and gently held her in her arms: "Zhu Zhu, cry if you want to. Holding it in will only make you sick."
Seeing this, Zhao Qing and Song Nuan also got down from the opposite bunk and walked to Zhu Zhu's side.
Zhao Qing's eyes were red, and her voice was slightly choked: "Yes, Zhu Zhu, cry if you want to, we are all here with you."
Song Nuan's eyes were moist. She asked softly, "What about the driver? What happened to him? Is his family okay now?"
Zhu Zhu gently shook her head, tears finally streaming down her cheeks. "The driver was arrested for drunk driving, but his parents, unable to cope with the blow, passed away. They knew I was an orphan and had a hard life, so they left all their savings to me. But I haven't touched a cent of it. I earned all my college tuition by working part-time during the summers."
Zhu Zhu choked up and said, "What makes me saddest is that we never had a proper goodbye. I don't know how he's doing now. After death, people go to the underworld and drink Meng Po soup, right? He should be reincarnated now, right?"
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