Thirteen letters, written from her Jiangnan to his end of the world. She said that she would pick spring flowers and make wine, bury it in the ground for ten summers and autumns, and then bring it to him in the winter of a certain year and invite him to taste it.
On the day when the snow fell for ten years, someone dug up her belongings from Lanling: twenty letters, two stories, and a big dream.
Intent: A journey of redemption