Ember Love

Ning Xin's six-year-old memory begins with a biting cold His life began as a swaddling baby abandoned in a heavy rain. The warmth of his adoptive mother was his only light, but it was shattered under the wheel of a car when he was six years old. The cold walls of the orphanage, the waiting under the ginkgo tree, and the thoughts that he dared not express for ten years were ultimately no match for the joke of fate - when he finally saw the figure that once illuminated his childhood again, the redemption he thought was just another more painful Ling Chi. Intention: Redemption has nothing to do with life or death, it is the traces that have illuminated each other