Origin of Evil

This is a sad story. It can be daily life or the city. It has prototypes and fantasies. I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind. I hope it's a litchi article, but it could also be a knife. At that time, people did not know the Lingyun tree, and they waited until Lingyun became a master. It's mainly about growth, it may be dark, but I try to have a good ending. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.