Reborn at the age of twelve, everything in the future is waiting for her to write. She will draw the cloud map in the sky herself.
"My story has just begun. If you want to send me to hell, it's still a little green."
In the treacherous political disputes in Bo Yun, what should the female official who is becoming increasingly cold-blooded and numb should do?
"I seem to love you very much, but I don't seem to be you."
When she fell into the abyss, who held her hand tightly and pulled her out of hell.
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The outline and full text have been completed and have been published for 26 years.
Intention: growth