Hishiyoshi was the only daughter of the Hishi family and was much loved. However, when she was seventeen years old, she received the bad news about her father. The crow cried sadly that night, and in the last wolf howl, her mother's old illness relapsed and she passed away hastily. The bandits killed all the servants in the family and robbed them of all the money... Only the useless she survived. In the corner, she watched the wild wolves tear the family apart beyond recognition...
How long does it take to grow? Maybe it can be overnight, just like losing.
How long will it take for the bones to rot, buried in the ground, and when will flowers bloom, perhaps green grass?
When will the blood on my hands be clean, but it still smells fishy, so I muster up the courage to bury myself too.
There was a rustling sound of wind beside my ears, solemn, and there was also the vague sound of swords.
"Bang——" The sound of the wooden board being cut off.
Before suffocating, Ling Jizhi was dragged up alive.
The man stood like a monument in the burial mound, but he spoke
To save her.
Concept: growth, lily, space, redemption