To live an ordinary life, I hope that my father, mother, and sister will always be happy and healthy. This is the little wish of the little wind chime. Unfortunately, things went against expectations. The second young lady of the Feng family, who had been judged to have no spiritual energy since birth, should have no grudges in this world of spirit refining, but she did not expect that she would be responsible for the decline of a family.
One person, one heart, one person, she stayed at the foot of Yunqi Mountain every year, watching the dark figure appear again one day, and said to her, every gust of wind blowing through your skirt is guiding me towards you.