This is a book of disenchantment written by the author through Nana's mouth and half of her life.
It removes the aura of childhood sweethearts. When we meet again sixteen years later, he is already a perfect specimen with a child in his arms and a loving wife by his side. The child prodigy who illuminated her youth stood on the other side that could never be reached. The last trace of obsession was blown away by the mountain wind.
It dispels the myth of marriage. The divorce agreement and custody rights turned into cold daggers stabbing her. During countless nights of dull pain, she curled up and was convinced that she was born with a disability.
It removes the pure romance of motherhood. The child who had given her all the comfort was stripped away by legal documents.
It removes the vague veil of fatherhood. My brother kowtows just to get back his true birth date; the past events in the grassland are revealed, which is a rootless wandering.
All the good things are broken.
All cherished things have been lost.
When the white moonlight suddenly extinguished, only the three characters "Ban She Li" remained, severing her final connection with the old dream.
This is the Book of Skin and Bones. It strips away innocence and erodes the most unsightly calculations in marriage.
It peels away the blood ties and reveals the intertwined pain of the family.
It peeled away the perfect phantom deep in her memory, leaving her standing on top of the ruins.
Open the [Scar] and witness how a woman was pushed into desolation by fate.
When the rubble settles, the real salvation may not come from the stars, but from the stable shadow cast by the tree beside the ruins that has long taken root and has never left.
Intention: Record these brokenness, because I still remember the heart-breaking pain. I can't do anything to erase the scars, I can only try my best to use words as a boat to ferry you and me to the other side of salvation.
