The year I turned fifteen, my master ran away.
The people from the Guan Feng Bureau came to my door, put a bracelet on me that I couldn't take off, and said I was a temporary worker.
A ghost official knocked on my door in the middle of the night, saying he wanted to borrow something from me.
My godmother's daughter sneaked over to see me and said that the road my master took was one he could never return from.
They all say I'm being pushed along by fate.
But I want to know whose hand is pushing me.
