In a word, Qiyajia original aboriginal life in Xingyue.
It's a little more complicated.
[When she was young, she had seen a warm light.
Light ink sky.
The soft droplets of water dripping down the cheeks and the warm light breaking through the clouds.
People who have nowhere to stay make a wish at that moment - one day, they will be allowed to stay "somewhere".
Since then, time has passed, thousands of crimes have been committed, scars have been left, and the vision has been forgotten.
Until someone crossed the long night and walked towards her.
Intention: Even in the deepest night, never give up longing for the light.