It had been drizzling for a few days, and the water level of the Huangpu River had risen again. Just like her name, Yufei came earlier than expected. It would be nice if I were a northerner. I have never seen the real Xuefei here, but my name is like this. Xuefei, I am the one who does not belong to this family or this city. But where else can I go but here? I'm afraid.
Her arrival started with a wedding, which I only knew. Later I heard that her story began as early as in the yellow sand of the northwest. What was even more unexpected was that my story was also buried in the sand along with her birth.
Intention: True and false daughter, bloody past