When Huhe passed through the snow-capped mountains, river valleys and desert grasslands of the Western Regions, he saw that the past years had almost disappeared on this land. He and his subordinates had a tacit agreement not to choose the route through the old capital of Gaochang, but there was no way to bypass the ruins of the family temple. Fourteen years later, there are still forget-me-nots all over the mountains and plains here. When passing by the intersection where he and Ayu were separated, he could no longer remain calm. He stopped, picked some flowers to take with him, and hid them in his close-fitting purse along with his father's ring. Even though Ayu had been found, he still couldn't face the little figure who once held the ring and watched him go away. He didn't realize until now that Ayu was much more than just a sibling sister to him. In the past fourteen years, he has never publicly expressed his nostalgia for his motherland. Even in his own home, there has never been the slightest trace of the Western Regions. Ayu is the only longing, regret and mourning that he can express. It is the past that he is not allowed to look back on. It is his shadow in the sun. It is the anger that he cannot express. It is the living evidence that he once existed before the age of eighteen.
Huhe thought about it countless times, what if he had taken Ayu away fourteen years ago. Even if you still lose your homeland and other family members, at least everything won't be so unbearable. Ayu will be raised by himself and his wife, and will be more like his daughter than she is now. She would never be as weak and lonely as she is now. Her marriage would not give him pause like it did now. But if there is no if, it is the most painful part of this life.
Intention: Is it possible for us to penetrate all the differences in the world and finally go towards ourselves and each other?