C407 Human and Ghost Love

The valiant wind blew through the woods. The yellow leaves fell into the dust, and the yellow and orange trees covered the graveyard. The old man stood under the bare tree and looked up at the blue sky. His empty eyes were filled with longing for the afterlife.

A gust of wind gently blew the fallen leaves on the graveyard. They were like withered butterflies that followed the wind. Finally