Fusheng is her external name. No one knows where she comes from and where she goes. She always quietly runs her own divination shop, quietly appearing next to others, and disappearing inexplicably when no one is paying attention.
This is a story that I don't know when it begins and I don't know when it ends. I would like to use this to commemorate those people I have met.
Things have changed, people have changed, and time has faded. I suddenly discovered that time has never stopped. This is what is called - the floating life never stops.
PS: This is the story of an author who was forced to fill in a hole and was tricked into tricking other people.