Bell of Forgone Sorrows

“In exchange for a few years of your life, I can help you forget everything about a person,” this was her offer that attracted dozens to her. All of which offered up years of their lives in exchange for a peace of mind. From memories about an imperial concubine’s hairpin, to memories of a cultivator’s magical sword; every memory hid a deeper truth, a more painful truth.
“Say, do you have anyone you’d like to forget?” “I do, but I’ve already forgotten.”