An old man once told Ping An that if you look back at your own shadow on a full moon day, you can find your other half in the darkest place. But Ping An never dared to look back at her own shadow, because she was afraid... She was afraid that when she turned around, all she would see was a cold, lonely shadow on the ground.
Life is too cold and harsh, so harsh that even the heart doesn't know how to hurt. Perhaps she is destined not to have too many extravagant demands, so should she seize the remaining trace of warmth in her life and use her only driftwood to survive?
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