The sky above Canngling is spectacular, and the moat in the sky is pure and clear.
Born in such a dark place, she enjoyed the warmest family affection in the world. Until the old man passed away suddenly, she finally had to face the sunshine, wind and rain of the world alone, and learn to accept more. On his deathbed, the old man hurriedly gave her a task related to her life experience, or a person to be precise. From then on, one person, one soul and one dragon embarked on a journey to meet a guardianship appointment, and everything was already destined. He is green or thorns; he is warm sun or ice. As smart as her but as simple as her, what kind of situation did she end up in? And that chasm that the world avoids like hell contains whose grief, anger and despair, and that cold black water carries whose emotions that have flowed for thousands of years.
In this life, forever and ever, I only hope to live up to his white hair.