No one taught An Zhi how to deal with it. Everything was affected by emotions and magnified in front of her. Stepping on the fallen leaves under the tree, with the sound of cicadas chirping in her ears, Shen Yujin reached out to her and called her name. She ignored it and raised her hand to block the dazzling light. The weak will prey on the strong. She knew that one day she would be like the fallen leaves under her feet...
Intention: Toward the sun, toward death, and to live