A name, a small building, an old friend.
Remembering someone is easy.
But it is actually difficult to remember someone forever.
Even if you recite your name silently a thousand times, you will eventually forget it. To always remember, you have to tear open the healed scar in your heart and grind the bloody softness over and over again. Shape muscles and bones, add flesh and blood, stroke by stroke, outline a name into a face, and then carefully polish that face into a living person. A frown and a smile, moving the muscles and bones.
The overt and covert fights between the two families, the statue of Shuiyue Guanyin, and the pharmacist's paintings are all memories of the hundreds of years between her and Ying Shi. She forgot, but she remembered it even though she didn't know it.
A hundred years ago, Liu Kunyu asked Ying Bu Shi: Why is it me?
A hundred years later, Liu Fuqing finally understood that she had been wandering for so long, and when she was welcomed and sent away, she became the one trapped.
Purpose: Protecting cultural relics, my destiny is up to me and not God