Sing to the moon again or the setting sun like blood?
Yu Ling didn't want to fall into jail again and again. Everything around her pierced her memory countless times.
The same words echoing in my ears... The same withered tree. And... The pungent smell of clothes being burned by fire
She didn't want to experience it again.
"Miss Yu, the Yan family is hosting a banquet tonight. Please change your clothes quickly."
Intention: None yet