When she was fifteen years old and had hair extensions, she received a medicinal jade.
"Wear it, and the King of Hell will never come to collect you again."
She didn't think it was love talk.
Later she realized that these were really love words - but by the time she understood them, she had already died once.
After that night, she was rescued from a mass grave, but her best summer was lost forever.
Two men came to see her.
One said: "I'm sorry, I can't save you."
One said: "I'm sorry, I owe you"
Intention: Become your own antidote