I died and came back to life some autumn.
Becoming a soul without memory, can only be seen at night when the full moon hangs high.
My bones are buried in the flower field, and my soul is imprisoned under the century-old ginkgo tree.
Here, the man who appears every day is Wanli the gardener.
He once called me Jiang Xun, but he said I was not her.
Wan Li is a mysterious man who wears an origami mask all day long.
He has a wooden house, a box full of letters, and a key hidden deep in a tree hole.
One day, a man, Wei Chi, suddenly broke into the flower field.
He could see me, but he didn't know me.
He said he would help me fulfill my lifelong obsession.
When he took my hand, I was finally able to walk out of the flower field.
The three of us don't know each other, but we have a common goal: to find Jiang Xun.
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Years later, I stood with them on the top floor of Yicheng Hospital, thinking about everything I had done during my lifetime.
This city, this flower field, and us in it,
No, it's not just us,
Everyone here hides an unknown secret.
About life and death, good and evil, soul and sex.
When this secret is revealed to the world, where should I go?
Intention: Human nature has its own clear distinction between good and evil