Snowstorm in Central Continent

Work copy: Jiang Li was born a stone. Shitou is heartless, neither happy nor sad. With her temperament, she deserves to be disliked by others. But there was a person who, like a ray of light, broke into her life. He combed her hair and painted her eyebrows. He coaxed her to sleep at night. When he was in love, his voice was sweet and he called her Ah Li over and over again. Later, the man died on his way to see her in the heavy snow. At that time, plague was raging in the world, corpses were everywhere, demons were in power, and demons dominated. To them, the person who dies is just an ordinary mortal, no one cares about him or cares about him. But for Jiang Li, that was everything in her life. Jiang Li had been sitting in the Snowy Mountains for a thousand years holding a bunch of bones. She thought clearly that she wanted to bring that person back.