My name is Jiang Xuyue.
When I was a child, I was very happy. I grew up in the woods with my beautiful grandma, and I was carefree. However, my grandma said that people cannot stay so happy forever. Everyone has their own mission.
I was very confused about what my mission was, whether to seek revenge or to help others, to make my enemies suffer or to make myself happy.
I met another me, but she was the daughter of my enemy.
I met a man worthy of love, but he was the son of an enemy.
My life seems to be for hatred. If I solve the hatred, how can I still live? The people I love have taken advantage of me, and the people who love me have been taken advantage of by me for various reasons. How should I face them after everything is over?
How I wish that the years will be quiet and peaceful, and I will laugh peacefully in the days when the moon is empty and the bamboos are green.