When the sunshine of freedom shines directly on her body again, Haige sees the light of day again. The past and the future are intertwined. She is branded as a "criminal" and meets him unexpectedly. Is it more painful to fly into a flame or the sword of hatred? Seven years of prison life, and one hundred thousand people who are as tall as their bodies, which one is the real salvation?
Intention: If you can't die, you must live.