Am I dead? Where is this place? Did I travel through time or was I reborn?
Yuan Jingxiang, who has yellow hair, is sitting on a bamboo chair, recalling the time when she first came to this world. She recalled what had happened in the past, and what she once thought was important now seemed like nothing more than a drop in the ocean, no big deal. Finally she closed her eyes and fell asleep with a smile on her face.
A story about a modern woman from the Academy of Fine Arts who came to an imaginary era and relied on her own hard work to fight against her destiny.
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Intention: Camel: I should. Lion: I want.