Preface
Tanomi is located in the southern part of the lively Xinbaluo Mountain. It is a small town that is completely inconsistent with the lively metropolis. There are no honking cars or noisy noises. The streets are dotted with coffee shops and flower shops. There is an ancient spring square in Wanjia Center. People who come here for the first time think that it has a long history. In fact, this is not the case. Except for the white jade angel fountain of that culture, the others are all antique buildings with a history of less than 100 years. And the famous fountain was just moved to the town due to the reconstruction and modernization of the new city.
Tanomi is not unknown, at least it is a tourist and leisure town that the British people know. On Sunday, it would be a happy trip to take the whole family to drive for half an hour to this town where the sound of the organ echoes, drink coffee, and accompany my wife to buy works by unknown artists.
Our story also begins in this gentle town. No, it has been there for a long time and is only now being told.
(This story is purely fictitious, and all place names, characters, and events are fictitious.)