Under the cold moonlight, Jinxiu stood under the tree. With the bright moon in the sky, she spread out her aching hands. There were two rays of green and purple lingering on the white and tender palms. After careful identification, she could see the secret hidden underneath.
Yun, Yan.
The left hand is the love of this life, and the right hand is the closest relative in this life, so how to choose.
Two unforgettable words, two people, two promises to meet again in the next life.
After reincarnation, the marks on his hands are still there. How many man-eating monsters are hidden under the calm surface?
Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?
Along with the questions, the missing memories came back like a tide, returning with all the painful and joyful past events, bringing her back to the place that should have been hers and her story.
Conception: