A seemingly ordinary incident involved her in an unexpected accident.
Given a pair of eyes that can see through the soul and the flesh, she is unable to extricate herself as if being pulled into hell. Her fragmented life and destiny are intertwined. Hope is extinguished like wind and sand, and candlelight is like a bean.
"Do you feel lonely?" He would sometimes ask her.
"No," her eyes were calm, "Everything has been foreshadowed for a long time. The first time I heard that voice, I guessed that this was a journey destined to never reach the end."