She has no name.
Even the people in the city knew this, but no one wanted to mention it.
She lived in a strange tacit understanding - never truly abandoned, never truly accepted.
She thought she had gotten used to this kind of vague gaze, until a sudden snowstorm came that night, and she accidentally walked out of Liancheng, which she had never left before, and walked towards a strange vast snow.
And a voice that always calls her in her dreams but never lets her hear its name and identity clearly may have just begun.
Establish one's intention: establish one's mind and establish one's destiny