Purple smoke rose from the incense burner next to me. I lay on that man's lap, with three feet of green silk wrapped around his fingertips. For some reason, my thoughts drifted far away. I called him brother Xiu, and he called me princess. Even though I was smiling when I thought about it now, it still felt a little ridiculous. I also told him that it would be fine to call me Jinxiu, but he always said it was against the rules and just put it off. Brother Xiu, Brother Xiu, this name that haunts me is finally buried in my childhood...
Purpose: Pursue the original intention, the feelings of family and country