The heroine tells the story of a rich and charming family, some clips of life abroad
She was born with a lot. Money, dreams, love...
She stretched out her jade-like arms, which were lit with berry juice. It looked like fresh blood stars on the inside of her plain white arms and her calm and smiling expression.
Although they were clearly in the sun, they seemed to be in a cold monastery somewhere. Suddenly there was snow all over the sky, but there was nothing there except a snowy plum with dark branches. Until a gust of wind passed by, hot blood spilled, and the branches swayed quietly.
The white porcelain bottle was swallowed up in the dark spring water.
Her snow-white face, a gorgeous and cold face, drooping eyelashes, eyelids so thin that the blue blood shows through, a small smile with bright red lips, and pupils showing amber in the sunlight...
If you are a ghost, then I hope I am your dead soul. I only need one hair of yours to tie me to your side for all eternity...
Concept: The weight of life
