My hometown is in a poor mountain village. The village is surrounded by mountains. Those peaks are so steep that they stand like warriors, guarding the simple and kind people who live here for generations. There is only one entrance to the whole village. It is really like "one man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it". The entrance of the village is a deep valley, and a small stream flows out of the village from the bottom of the valley, dividing the entrance of the village into two halves. ......... This is a story about heart locks.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
