My name is Die Wu. When I was 15 years old, I lost my memory, and "Die Wu" was named after the master who saved me. He said that when I fell off the cliff, I looked like a flying colorful butterfly, so he called me "Butterfly Dance".
My name is Xiu, Zhong Lixiu. I have been unable to speak since I was a child, but I have excellent hearing. Every day, I was forced to drink those unpleasant medicinal soups and live in a deep forest isolated from the world. I'm tired of living like this but can't resist. Until that person takes me away.
(Comprehensive edition of "Butterfly Dance" and "Don't Ask About Floating Life")