That day, it snowed lightly in England.
Etian passed through the family door and became a veritable descendant of the family.
But at the end of the story, she just sat on the wicker chair, looked at the endless wheat fields in front of her, and finally closed her eyes.
This life is exciting and sad, and her best destination is peace.
Note: Most of the content is fictional and does not conform to the facts.
Intention: Regardless of the fog ahead, remember to stay alive.