She is His Highness the King of Hell's little puppet, and her daily task is to listen to stories from all over the world, and then come back and add some spice to them to tell them to the ghosts. The King of Hell promised her that after telling her a thousand stories and writing a thousand lives, he would let her parents return to Guyao Mountain. She listened and wrote hard just to go back to that beautiful past.
She once thought that her father, mother, and Brother Mo Yang were the whole world, and she thought that seeing all the peach blossoms in that tree blossom and fall would be her whole life. But when she knew that her parents had given her a long life in exchange for a lifetime of stability, Mo Yang had already formed a good relationship and avoided her like a snake or a scorpion. Whether he loved her or hated her, why did he leave without saying goodbye? Why did he lie to her to listen to and write books every day, just for a past that she could never return to?
She leaned against the peach blossom tree and cried all her tears, as if she had a dream. When she came back from the dream at midnight, a Taoist immortal in white caressed her body, "Xiangxiang, do you still remember me?"