A natural disaster? Or is it a man-made disaster?
The flood seven years ago caused two people who were supposed to have nothing to do with each other to lose their homes. One was ignorant and helpless, and the other was hopeless and sober. This is a revenge in silence, a sacrifice of life for innocence. Two scarred women use their strength to fight against the darkness, and use their innocence to build the backbone of people's hearts - the snow will melt, the fragrance of plum blossoms will never die, innocence has always been the bones of human beings.
This is my first time writing a novel, so don't complain if you don't like it!
