Su He's life began with a heartbeat that was faster than ordinary life. He rushed to the ground after seven months, and his body of less than five kilograms was wrapped in coarse cloth swaddling clothes, like a seedling that would wither at any time. She was speechless, but she knew her situation better than anyone else: her mother's shriveled vagina, her own breathing getting weaker and weaker at night, and the swaying mountain road in her father's backpack.
The malignant sores before the full moon almost killed her. With her only savings, her father climbed three mountains on a snowy night to get herbal medicine from an old Chinese doctor. When the concoction soaked into her scalp, she endured the pain and counted the moonlight outside the window - she knew that this was her parents dragging her with their lives. The sore was healed, and all the fetal hair fell out. The hair that grew back later was dry, yellow and thin, but she didn't care.
After all, from the day she was born, what she had to do was never live a beautiful life, but to hold on to every breath and respond to her parents' ever-hanging eyes. This is a story about a precocious soul trapped in a fragile body and spending a lifetime entangled with fate, self, and love.
Purpose: To explore the intertwined value of love and self-salvation in suffering, and to show the resilience of life.