Lin Qian's great-grandmother Anna was a Belarusian with blond hair and blue eyes. Her great-grandfather was a soldier during the Republic of China. The world was unpredictable. Her grandfather Wu Ling went through a rough life and ended up living in a remote mountain village as a door-to-door son-in-law. There is an ancient sycamore tree in the courtyard of this new home. Ling and bell have the same pronunciation. In my father's generation, I actually gave birth to Qian with blue eyes. When Qian was a child, he was always laughed at by the villagers as an alien, a blue-eyed monster, a little wild cat, and the like. Fortunately, a boy named Gu Lei, who said she looked like "the daughter of the sea," appeared in Qian's life, but he also became the bond of Qian's love. Qian repeated his studies for him and was admitted to the X Provincial Police Academy, which changed Qian's life. There are many secrets buried under the sycamore tree. In his dream, on the edge of death, Qian saw a huge root system, a cross that Qian called a wordless monument, a face with three stones, a deep pool, a faint blue "Puya flower", an abyss...
The moon on the edge and the rocks and trees on the shore,
Deep pools, secluded streams and wild valleys,
Blue and white prison fish edge wood.
Cross City Mansion,
It has been desolate for half a lifetime.
——"Su" Xuanxi
My story is half true and half false, and reality and fiction are often just one thought apart. The first six chapters are all handwritten by me before I read them again.
In reality, I am just an ordinary nursing student now and have nothing to do with the police industry. I didn't dare to show it to him, because no matter how beautiful my dream was before, it has become a joke now.
I would rather continue dreaming about the dream I had a year ago and continue making it up when I wake up, hoping to see what kind of life the me in the dream will have.