I once thought about a very different question, why was I born in this world, why was I born in the Zhang family, why do I exist...
Later, I found out.
I exist to witness, witness the decline of the Zhang family, witness the suffering of the Zhang family, or in other words, Zhang Qiling.
Or rather, myself.
The Zhang family has no so-called childhood...
I love Zhang Qiling the most, I am alone. The heroine of this article is a bit like a book exorcist, witnessing history and completing her long journey in this life.