Zhou Wang and Wen Jinyu, winter snow and the bright moon
Fuchun City is like spring all year round. Zhou Wang has only seen three snowfalls in her short life, but these three heavy snowfalls have trapped her for the rest of her life.
The winter snow was rustling on the ground, and the gray sky was lifted into a gap by the moon. The moon was so bright that it seemed to melt the winter snow.
Zhou Wangzhi did not leave the ghost place of Fuchun until his death, he did not see the capital that Wen Jinyu mentioned, and he left nothing behind after his death, except for one sentence full of hatred: "It's not spring when I came."
Wen Jinyu, when will spring come?
What if spring doesn't come? Can you open up a spring for me, for me, not just me.
This is a world of cannibalism, but only women.
Intention: Spring comes out of dead trees