share time: 2025-10-25 00:31:29
White-collar worker Lin Xiaoman has been experiencing strange things lately—a delivery guy hands her osmanthus cake she loved in a past life, a warm ginger tea always appears when she works overtime, and even her boss suddenly backs off when picking on her. Until one late night, a man in a dark windbreaker blocks her downstairs, his eyes red at the corners: "Xiaoman, I've waited in the Underworld for a thousand years, finally catching your third reincarnation. Last time you took a ghost guard's sword for me; this time it's my turn to protect you—I didn't drink Meng Po's soup, and I still remember the mole on your left eyelid." Lin Xiaoman touches her burning eyelid, recalling the recurring dream: under red maples, an ancient boy hands her osmanthus cake, with surging dark mist behind him...
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