Everyone has something they are afraid of, maybe it's people, maybe it's things, maybe it's a lot of uneasy money.
Jiulun was no exception, but what she was afraid of was her dark red hair.
"Every time I look in the mirror, I'm afraid of myself, so I don't look in the mirror anymore."
Everyone has a shadow hidden deep in their heart. For example, the villagers are dead, the village is gone, the teacher is dead, and the private school is destroyed.
"That's why I'm afraid of this hair, it's so red."
Jiulun's hair always brings back bad memories for her.
But she was reluctant to dye it because her uncle and teacher liked it.
Whenever he thinks of this, Jiulun will always hide away from people and cry softly.
"Uncle, teacher... My life is not good at all, not good at all..."