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Ten Classic Touching Supernatural Stories

Features:

1. The language, conception, artistic conception, and plot are all excellent.

2. None of them are very long.

3. More touching than terrifying.

4. Absolutely a classic!!!

5. These are for collection purposes only, and the authors are credited. Thank you to all the authors for creating such wonderful works!

Reply [1]: One of the classic stories: The Bet of Three Lifetimes

Author: Midnight Reflections

She and he were originally two trees in a primeval forest.

At that time, no humans had arrived there, and their lives had always been peaceful and happy, but one day she wanted to get a little closer to him.

She stretched her branches toward his direction.

When he felt her touch, he was startled and immediately said angrily, "What are you doing?" She said, "I'm lonely, and... I like you!" At that time, he was carefree and didn't feel any need to like another tree, so he firmly said, "No, I don't like you!" She was speechless, sadly lowered her head, and trembled gently in the caress of the wind. If a tree could cry, she would surely wail.

But he didn't understand; he felt he wasn't living because of love.

Later, the wind grew stronger, and they saw a huge bolt of lightning strike down from the sky, followed by a deafening roar. The oldest tree on the mountaintop was instantly engulfed in the flash.

The forest is on fire.

She felt the tongue of fire licking towards them little by little, and her heart calmed down considerably.

“We’re both going to die. We don’t know what we’ll be like in our next life. Maybe we’ll become a blade of grass, or maybe we’ll become one of those wildflowers that bloom all over the mountain. I don’t know if we’ll meet again then…” He looked at her with disgust. He was terrified of death: “I’d rather be a tree than be reborn next to you!” She was heartbroken.

They both died, and their souls came before God.

God said, “You can be human three times.” She said, “I hope to be with him in the next life.” He said, “No, I hope to be free forever in the next life.” She made a great decision and asked him if he didn’t love her at all. His answer was yes.

So she said, “Let’s make a bet, a bet for three lifetimes.” “If you fall in love with me, you lose; if you don’t love me, I lose. And whoever loses, the result… is death.” He agreed, and so they asked the gods to be their witnesses, and began their bet for three lifetimes.

---Fish and shrimp

Reply [2]: First life, Qingjian

Zhao He had been in this desolate mountain for a long time, but still had not found the legendary divine sword.

He continued to search the mountain every day. In early spring, the mountain was covered with wild grass and flowers, and birds and beasts roamed freely. The scenery was indescribably beautiful. He made his way through the mountains, and he knew the path almost by heart.

He thought to himself that he hadn't been to West Mountain yet, and set off from noon until dusk.

The sun-shooting bow on his shoulder suddenly began to hum.

The ancient divine bow, once it sounds its alarm, is sure to foretell the arrival of evil. He stopped alertly, the wind rustling and the grass moving around him, but he saw nothing unusual.

He drew his bow and shot an arrow deep into the grass.

A gust of muddy wind made him squint, and after a while the wind stopped, a white rabbit carrying the arrow darted past him. "Trying to run?" he roared and chased after it.

The chase continued until nightfall. The mountain nights were cool and dark. Zhao He walked for a long time, but lost track of the white rabbit. Only then did he realize that he was in a silent forest.

It was so quiet that there wasn't even the sound of insects chirping.

On a hillside not far away, moonlight spilled across the ground, and he suddenly found it so beautiful that he climbed up.

After eating some dry food, it seems I'll have to go back tomorrow.

Just then, a sigh came from not far away, and a girl's voice said softly, "You are badly injured. Who could be so cruel?" He couldn't help but let out a "sigh," and then in a flash, the girl was already in front of him.

She was dressed in white, her sleeves fluttering, like a fairy, and in her arms she held the white rabbit.

Seeing the look of bewilderment on his face, she softened her tone and said, "So you're the one who hurt it?" "A demon! Everyone has the right to kill it!" Her bright eyes glanced at him, and he felt a chill run down his spine, almost losing his footing. She said, "But it didn't provoke you. Demons are living beings too. Look, what an adorable white rabbit it was! How could you bear to kill it for no reason?" He was speechless. She continued, "What do you want to do in these deep mountains?" "I'm looking for the legendary divine sword." She asked in surprise, "Are you going to kill someone?" He asked her how she knew.

"Your face is full of murderous intent. You must be planning to kill someone who is very difficult to kill. You've already made up your mind to die in order to kill him, haven't you?" He didn't answer, but instead asked her who she was.

"I am Qing'er, the witch who guards this mountain. I've lived here since I was a child; this mountain is a part of my life," she said. "I believe that in my past life I was a tree here. What about you? Have you ever thought about what you were in your past life?" He said he hadn't thought about it: "From the moment I was born, my family, my parents, were all killed by our enemies. I was rescued and raised by a friend of my parents. From childhood to adulthood, my only purpose in life has been revenge. I must find the legendary divine sword and kill my enemies." Qing'er was silent for a long time, and finally asked, "What will you do after you've taken your revenge?" "I haven't thought about it." Qing'er thought for a moment and said, "Let me send you out of the mountain." The two silently walked out of the desolate mountain, and the moon in the sky grew larger and brighter. Watching Zhao He's departing figure, Qing'er stood on the hillside and heard her own heart weeping.

Her master told her before he died, "The first man you meet in these deep mountains is your destiny." But he left without even turning back.

Must I love someone? He's obsessed with finding the divine sword to avenge himself; does he know the incantation?

The white rabbit in her arms trembled, as if it knew her thoughts... Zhao He came to find Qing'er again a month later. He found her by the river in the mountains. Qing'er was stunned by the beautiful scene. It took him a long time to say, "You... hello..." Qing'er was startled. It took her a while to realize that she was standing naked in the river.

"I couldn't forget you the first time I saw you," he later said. At that time, Qing'er was already in his arms. After he did everything a man could do for a woman, Qing'er felt very happy. He loved her. She finally had her own destiny. She listened to his sweet words in her ear, listened to every word he said, and forgot herself.

"There wasn't originally a divine sword in these mountains, was there?" he asked. "Otherwise, no one would have discovered it all these years." She said no: "There is a divine sword. This divine sword is called the Azure Sword." Long ago, a warrior from the mortal realm took the Azure Sword and slew the Azure Dragon, who was wreaking havoc on the human world. The Azure Dragon's father, the Dragon King, was furious and killed the warrior, sealing the sword in a cave in the mountains and entrusting a witch to guard it for generations. Since then, no one has been able to see the sword. There is only one way to break the seal: on a full moon, use the witch's blood to stain every inch of the cave red.

Qing'er told Zhao He all this and asked him, "If obtaining the sword would cost me my life, would you be willing?" He smiled but did not answer.

The full moon was fast approaching, and Qing'er grew more haggard each day. Her face was pale, and she nestled in Zhao He's arms, refusing to go anywhere. Zhao He asked her why, but she never said. Yes, she couldn't possibly reveal what she knew about his thoughts, otherwise he would never be kind to her again.

That night, they arrived at the cave entrance. Qing'er cried, and Zhao He, bewildered, stroked her hair, his hand trembling slightly. "Many people come here to retrieve the sword," Qing'er said, "only you succeeded. You are truly a warrior! But before you enter the cave, can you tell me if you love me or not?" He did not answer. Qing'er closed her eyes, letting Zhao He lift her up and carry her into the cave.

As the man she loved slit her throat, she watched him, watching her own blood spurt out, and then slowly, slowly, it all ended… He got his wish, avenged himself, and became a renowned swordsman. He married, had children, and lived a life of luxury. He took on many disciples, each of whom respected him greatly; in the eyes of the world, he was the embodiment of justice and kindness.

Only he knew that all he had was a small grave in that deep mountain.

He told himself that he was happy, that everything that happened before was not his fault, and that he had no choice but to do it.

He visited the grave once, also in the middle of the night. He dared not tell his family or apprentices, and quietly set off alone. The mountains were still the same; the grave was simple, almost completely washed away by the rain. He stood there for a long time, then heard a strange sound. The white rabbit appeared.

He was shocked and shot an arrow, but missed. The rabbit rushed over and bit him.

After returning home, he contracted a serious illness and died within a few days.

"You lost," he said. "I didn't fall in love with you." She just sighed silently.

"Maybe you don't love me, but I love you, and we will have a next life. I will wait in the cycle of reincarnation, and I hope you will cherish the moment we met." ... --- Fish and Shrimp replied [3]: In the second life, Yu Hu was sent to his house as a gift along with a jade pot. He liked her very much from the first time he saw her, so he asked her to be his maid and named her Xiao Yu.

He sensed that she liked him very much and often invited her to his study. The household rules were very strict, but he was by nature easygoing, so only with her could he experience the pleasures of being a man.

After they finished, she dressed and asked him, "Young master, do you love Xiaoyu?" He replied perfunctorily, "Of course..." "Then will you stay with Xiaoyu forever?" His heart sank. Looking at her tender eyes, he couldn't bear to contradict her, so he nodded.

The next day, he was informed that he would be married to Miss Meng, with whom he was betrothed since childhood.

When Xiaoyu came to him that night, her eyes were already brimming with tears. She said, "Young master, I am carrying your child." He was shocked. The Meng family was a prominent family. If they knew this would happen, they would definitely break off the engagement. Furthermore, with the rumors circulating in the court, his father's official position would certainly be unstable.

He was determined to persuade her to abort the child.

Xiaoyu initially refused, but later had no choice but to agree.

On their wedding day, the Meng family's bride, dressed in splendid attire and as beautiful as jade, filled the bridal chamber with candlelight. His heart fluttered, and he felt boundless joy, completely forgetting about Xiaoyu. Meanwhile, Xiaoyu disappeared on her wedding day, and no one knew where she went.

Unexpectedly, three years later, his father, an official in the imperial court, offended a powerful figure, was convicted, and his family's property was confiscated. His father fell ill and soon passed away. Meng then remarried. Alone and powerless, he had no choice but to beg for food on the streets to make a living.

That day, he wandered further and further away, until he came to an unfamiliar village and could not find his way back. He was thirsty and hungry, so he had no choice but to knock on the door of a house. The housewife opened the door, and when their eyes met, they were speechless. It turned out that the woman was Xiaoyu.

Although she was dressed in simple clothes, she was still as beautiful as ever, with a pair of charming eyes.

Upon seeing this, his face turned red with shame, and he dared not approach any further, turning away as soon as he saw him.

Xiaoyu called out to him, "Young master, it's been so long! Don't you recognize me?" He felt boundless remorse and said, "I wronged you back then, and now I have no face to see you!" Xiaoyu said, "Although you may have forgotten me, I have never forgotten you!" He was moved, his heart warmed. Xiaoyu took his hand and they went inside together. That night, he rediscovered warmth and love, feeling incredibly happy, as if he would never experience such joy again. In the evening, Xiaoyu was in his arms. He pressed her for details of what had happened since they parted, but she remained silent. When he pressed her again, tears streamed down her face.

“Young master, we are destined to meet, but we can only be together for three days. After three days, I will naturally tell you everything.” His heart sank, thinking that she might already have a husband.

The next morning when he woke up, Xiaoyu was already cooking and busy like a housewife. For the next two days, they spent every day together like husband and wife, very happy. To please Xiaoyu, he volunteered to work in the fields. Although he didn't reap much, it was the first time he had tasted the joy of being self-reliant.

In his spare time, he carefully observed the house from front to back, but found no other houses. When he asked her, she said, "How many houses could there be in the mountains!" On the evening of the third day, he was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard someone crying beside him. When he woke up, Xiaoyu said to him, "I'm going." He was stunned and hurriedly asked why.

Xiaoyu said, "Young master, three years ago, on your wedding day, I drowned myself in the lake. My spirit lingered because it missed you, and a deity took pity on me and allowed me to wait here, saying we had three more days together. Now those three days are over, and I must go. All these things were prepared by me for you, young master. I hope you can support yourself and live a good life. Take care of yourself." He was heartbroken and cried out, "I don't want you to go! Don't go!" He rushed forward and embraced her, only to feel a hard object in his arms. When he looked again, Xiaoyu was gone. Only a crystal-clear jade pot remained.

The jade pot was lost when Xiaoyu disappeared; she probably left it behind so that he could rebuild the family business.

Afterwards, he learned his lesson and sold the jade pot to raise capital. He traveled all over the country doing business, and within a few years, he had amassed a considerable fortune, becoming a legendary figure in the area. With his wealth, he redeemed the jade pot, then settled down, built a large house, even more luxurious than his original residence.

On the night of his fortieth birthday banquet, he drank quite a bit of wine. When he returned to his study, he played with the jade pot that had brought him all his wealth. Thinking of Xiaoyu, he suddenly seemed to hear the laughter of a young girl.

"Come on, young master, come and catch me!" That sounded like the voices they used to play in the study many years ago.

He felt a pang of pain in his heart, then became confused, as if he had returned to his youth, chasing after Xiaoyu's figure as he ran out.

The next morning, his family found him drowned in the lake in front of his study, still clutching the jade pot tightly in his hand.

……“I love you,” he said. “Actually, I do love you.” But she didn’t answer, she just sighed. --- Fish and Shrimp replied [4]: In the third life, after graduating from university, he has been working ever since and has never given a girl a second glance.

He didn't care about the rumors among his colleagues and just drifted through his days. In reality, he was also puzzled, not understanding why he couldn't muster any interest in other girls; deep down, he did have desires.

But he gets awkward whenever he sees a girl.

The bachelor's life was boring and dull. Whenever he strolled around the streets, he always envied those couples. Why didn't God favor him and let him have a complete life?

Then she appeared. Their meeting was purely accidental. One day, they were strolling in a shopping mall when it started raining. The rain was so heavy that they decided to wait for it to stop at the entrance. That's how they saw each other.

His first impression of her was very pleasant; seeing her frail and delicate appearance, he couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms.

She felt that the face looked familiar, but where had she seen it before?

They unconsciously walked towards each other and started talking.

When she got home, the first thing she received was a call from him.

He felt like he was in love, and he wanted to see her every day, but he didn't know what she thought.

Every day, she wondered, "Is it really that hard to get him to say he likes me?" Perhaps every girl believes in fate deep down. When she visited a temple with her colleagues, she couldn't help but want to have her fortune told. "Am I destined to be with him?" she asked cautiously.

“You two are destined to be together, but I’m afraid it won’t end well.” “Why, Master? Isn’t there a way to break this cycle?” The master stroked his beard and said, “There is a way, but it’s a secret that cannot be revealed.” She was so anxious that she almost cried before she received the answer: “You should just let things take their course!” She left dejectedly.

The master smiled as he watched her retreating figure.

"Have you all had your fortunes told?" she asked a colleague, unwilling to give up. "Are the masters at this temple effective?" "Fortune telling? Masters? There are no fortune tellers at this temple!" The others clamored to go and see, and sure enough, none of them had seen the monk who told her fortune. "It's all fake," she said, "it's all my imagination," and then nodded to herself, completely ignoring the unease she felt inside.

They eventually got together, but they remained just friends and never confessed their feelings to each other.

He dared not say it, and she did not want to say it.

When he went to Hainan, he brought her back a beautiful tortoiseshell bracelet. Within its dark patterns were streaks of blood.

He told her that hawksbill turtles are deep-sea creatures that can live for hundreds or even thousands of years. They can only be made into bracelets with blood-like streaks by being placed in a container and steamed alive while they are still alive. Such bracelets are said to possess a spirit, and whoever begins to wear them can become their eternal owner.

She felt it was cruel, but she still loved its pattern. She wore it on her wrist; it wasn't heavy, and she felt it was a precious treasure.

The day after he gave her the bracelet, he told her he liked her. She was overjoyed.

However, her company then sent her to Japan for three months of training.

While she was in Japan, she thought about him every single day, but she didn't dare call him. She was afraid that hearing his voice would only make her miss him more. Three months passed like this, and she felt like she had aged prematurely. Finally, the day arrived; she returned home and looked for him at the airport, but he wasn't there.

She found him, but he remained indifferent, as if he had completely forgotten what he had said. She cried, unable to hold back, and cried in front of him.