In the rift of time and space, there is an "Amber Room" dotted with stars.
The shop owner Ding Dang is a casual god and a businessman who travels all over the world.
She doesn't like incense, she doesn't fight for her faith, she just does her "little" business carelessly in the gaps of time and space:
The desperate mother sacrificed everything she had just to cut off the "love brain" that trapped her daughter;
The bird in the golden cage offers a heavy shackle called "gratitude" and longs for the opportunity to break free from the cage:
The persistent lone brave man embodies the most ardent "pursuit of knowledge", but seeks reconciliation with the world...
The obsessions of all living beings are like the gathering of fireflies.
Ding Dang leaned on the counter, tapping his fingertips lightly, his eyes reflecting the intertwined lights and shadows of thousands of fates.
With a faint smile on her lips, she nodded:
"Yes."
With a wave of your hand, your destiny is rewritten.
Intention: If you bloom, the breeze will come naturally