(Note: The first chapter of this book is about the heroine's mother's childhood. The writing style may lean toward a blend of literary fiction and a novel.)
[Sour, bittersweet unrequited love, standing up to bullying, coming-of-age heartbreak]
"In just fifteen short years, she tasted all the vicissitudes of the world."
"Princess Windchime, you're finally free."
"I wish we could have grown up and grown old together. But don't worry, I won't be lonely anymore..."
"Zhiyi, I'm sick. Did you know?"
The southern wind knows my longing, and blows my dreams to Xizhou.
Moonlight shines in both windows, frost covers the courtyard. Wind chimes whisper through the long night in the temple.
The wind rose for a lifetime, but made no sound.
Until one day, the wind carried her name
and blew it into the ears of everyone pretending not to hear.
Theme: When the world condemns me until my dying breath, you never learned how to bury me with your own hands.
