Lotus, the Flower of Burial

When Chen Xiaomo touched the strange red flower without stems and leaves in the corner, her whole world began to silently collapse. The name "Chen Xiaomo" was completely erased, and everyone called her "Lian". She ran alone in the rain, looking for the flower that disappeared out of thin air, until she met the only boy who called her by her real name. "The name is an anchor. If the anchor is lost, people will drift somewhere else." As he said this, he tilted the umbrella towards her wet shoulder. A rain, a flower, a tampered world. When the world denies your existence, how do you prove: Me, that's me?