The cold wind and drizzle in early spring have not stopped for several days. I was in a dilapidated house, cold, poor and hungry. I thought I would not be able to survive this season. Despair haunted me and I was about to die. When I was about to die, I heard your voice. "Who are you and why are you here?" Your eyes were so gentle. "Don't be afraid. There are no bad people here." "It turns out that your parents have passed away and your property has been seized by the government. You have nowhere to go." , Why not follow me, okay?" Your promise is evidenced by heaven and earth. "What's the point of getting it if you don't have Xuan'er?" "I'm not interested in those, as long as you and Xuan'er are happy every day." Eternal peace is impossible. "Stop talking nonsense, I'll give you the yellow magatama. Give Xuan'er back to me." The cold light flashed, the blood spattered, and the yin and yang were separated. "Xuan... Xuan'er... I may... May not be able to accompany you anymore, You have to... Take good care of... Protect yourself."
Qianshi, do you know? Whenever it rains, I will hold an umbrella and wander around Ling'an City. People passing by think I'm crazy. I'm not crazy. I'm just looking for the bits and pieces you left behind in Ling'an City.