The west wind suddenly picked up, making the pine trees in the mountains roar.
A little snow-white fox sprang out of the forest and stood by the Acacia Lake.
She raised her face to look at the blue sky, then lowered her head to look at the green water, feeling an indescribable emotion surging in her heart.
It has been three hundred years since I last returned to my hometown, Xilin. I am afraid everything in the world has changed, right?
The little fox was silent for a moment, then let out a sigh of relief, as if he was helpless and finally relieved. She spun three and a half times and transformed into a young woman.
One last look at Xiangsi Lake, and then walked into the world without looking back...
Copywriting and music: Akatsuki
