Prologue


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    Blood erupted from the woman''s mouth as she tried to gather all the miasma that came from the


    cursed jar she was holding in her hands. As the evil spirits invaded her body, breaking it from the inside


    so violently, a bitter smile escaped on her pale, moon like face.


    ''Heh.. I am foolish until the end, huh?''


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    Blood kept erupting from her soft lips as the cursed jar finally shattered to pieces. The woman fell to the


    ground, her eyes stared at night sky. There were no stars and the sky looked eerie and gloomy. It fit


    with her own situation.


    The woman''s bitter smile grew slightly wider as she kept on staring the gloomy night sky. She was


    recalling the life she had up until now. Her mother despised her because of her ability to see ghost and


    chose to raise her twin sister instead. She was adopted by Qing family but instead of love, she received


    hatred instead. Abuses, insults, molestation attempt, she endured all in hope someday they could love


    her.


    Yet in the end it was futile. It was just her own wishful thinking. A wish that would never happen not


    matter how many times she prayed to the heaven.


    ''Aahh.. So tired..''


    The woman murmured inwardly. Her mind then drifted to another memory. It was a memory of her


    special person. Well.. special person only for her.. not for the other party..


    A man who was cold and handsome. A man whose eyes only for her twin sister. A man she loved so


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    dearly. A man who she gave her life to.


    A weak scoff escaped her lips that were tainted with blood. The woman felt her life was indeed


    pathetic, the worst and foolish kind of loser. No one loved her. No one cared for her. Her only friends


    were just those who were not living anymore. Yes.. her friends were only.. Ghosts..


    ''Right.. truly pathetic..''


    The woman''s eyelids fluttered, slowly droping and finally she closed her eyes, sumbing to dark. She


    wanted to let all go. At the end of her breath, she made a vow in her heart.


    ''In this life, I gave my life for you.. In the next life.. I want to live for myself..''


    ''...I... Won''t fall in love with you for the second time...''


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    "Ming Yue!"


    A man with cold and handsome face ran toward a woman''s body. He dropped his knees as soon as he


    reached her and with a shaking hand he touched her face.


    Cold... yes.. the woman''s skin was cold.. at that moment he knew that he was toote. His heart felt


    empty and painful as if someone had gouged it out of his chest.


    Regret... yes, he regretted that he was toote to realize his own feeling. If it wasn''t for Ming Yue''s twin


    sister''s words, he wouldn''t realize it at all. This time, Long Zhi Qiang regretted so much.


    He took Ming Yue''s body into his arms as the heat forming at corner of his eyes, slowly but sure it


    umted and fell.


    "Ming Yue..."


    "Ming Yue.."


    "Ming Yue.."


    But, no matter how many times he called her names, the woman in his arms wouldn''t respond. A sob


    and groan filled anguish escaped Zhi Qiang''s lips as he tried to recall the memories he had with Ming


    Yue. However he only recalled his cold treatment towards her.


    Ming Yue who always greeted him with warm smile. Ming Yue who always had time for him whether


    daytime or night time. Ming Yue who always supported him from the side, encouraging him to get close


    to Ying Yue. Ming Yue who gave her life to save him from ''The Curse Of Thousand Spirits''.


    Yes.. to that warm and kind, Ming Yue.. Zhi Qiang only gave her cold treatment..


    Closing his eyes, Zhi Qiang tightened his embrace on Ming Yue''s cold body. Then.. he made a vow..


    "Ming Yue, if there is a next life.. I will give my heart to you.."


    Yes.. all of it.. belonged to Ming Yue..


    His heart..


    His body..


    His soul..