Silent, Silent

She is a shadow floating from the sea. She has no past and cannot make a sound. Fortunately, fate favored her, and she had a name, a family, and a man she dared not call "father." Life seems to have a landing place. But there are always nightmares at night. There was blood, fire, and a silhouette dissipated in the smoke. The new brother's eyes looked at her strangely, as if he were looking at a sinking ship through the water far away. Sometimes he hands over an umbrella, sometimes his eyes are colder than winter rain. Until the shadows of the past creep again and the calm surface begins to crumble. She found herself standing on the edge of light, with the black tide swallowing everything behind her, and the fog in front of her that made it impossible to see the other side. And the brother who was always hesitant to speak finally grabbed her hand on the eve of everything collapsing. This time, there was no pity in his eyes, only determination that was as bright as the fire in her dream. "What if all of this... Is wrong?" He wiped off the water marks on her cheeks with a very gentle movement, "Then it's absolutely wrong." She lowered her eyes and pushed his hand away. "No." Ashes fell on her shoulders and were blown away by the wind. "If it's wrong, it's up to me to correct it." She looked towards the brightening sky in the distance and spoke in a calm voice: "From now on, my path is my own." [Cold on the outside and tough on the inside × Deep love and longevity] 1.1V1, HE, the emotional line is slowly warming up 2. The plot is the main focus, and the emotional line is the supplement. 3. Update is slow, proceed with caution