Wenhui is a girl tormented by fate. She seems not to care about anything, but in truth she is sensitive and perceptive. Caught up in a maelstrom because of a misunderstanding, she is overwhelmed by insults and mockery. Through countless sleepless nights, she struggles on, and thankfully, she never gives up.
She tells herself, "Wenhui, you're eighteen now. You have to be brave, a little braver, just as you always hoped you would be."
The river of time washes away memories and blurs the details, but pain settles silently in the depths of memory, like silt on the riverbed. Every recollection brings an indescribable ache, one etched into her very bones.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
