Mikan, a sixteen-year-old girl from the cat tribe, escaped from the slave trader's iron cage and embarked on her journey home alone. One month, seven landscapes, and nine strangers who briefly appeared and then parted in a hurry. They each walked with her for a while, taught her a skill, left her with something, and then left. A person's journey does not mean a person's loneliness. At the mouth of the Nuanfeng Valley, there is a rickety figure watching the road every evening.
Intention: One's journey does not mean one's loneliness. Kindness is not a karmic reward, but a gentleness that already exists in this world - but not as a matter of course. Walking alone does not mean isolation. The goodwill that passed by was like a baton that sent Mikan all the way home. The reason why homecoming is moving is not because "she is home", but because "someone is waiting for her".