(It's not brainless, it's not a happy story, it's not a harem, the protagonist has no golden fingers, and there's no halo, there's abuse, strength, group portraits, redemption, falling in love and killing each other, please be careful if you mind)
Xia Yun listened quietly to the gust of wind. It was a gust of wind that came from the distant past, penetrated the present of labor pains, and blew into the misty future. It was a gust of wind that she could not catch, avoid, or see clearly.
Concept: Youth is high-spirited, unyielding, and victorious, even if it is painful, turbulent, and tortuous.