Cold Inkstone Reflects the Light of Glass

On the night when I was seven years old, the village was engulfed in fire and the cold snow was stained with blood. She was desperately trying to escape by her neighbor's brother, and they froze together in an extremely cold place. When she opened her eyes again, her memory was empty. The elder of Hedinglou, the second sect in Jianghu, made an exception and accepted her as his disciple, giving her a stable life. But her cultivation was suppressed by invisible shackles. At the age of fifteen, she was still looked down upon and bullied by her classmates. Everyone laughed at her for being mediocre in talent, but no one knew that she was burdened with a sea of ​​blood and had been blocked from the past. Until that person appeared and said to her in the dust: "You and I are both sparrows under the same roof, but the sparrows will eventually fly to the sky." In one word, she could last her whole life. One person led her out of the cage. Memories will fade away and pain will lie dormant. Only he and her will go to a fateful reunion together. It's just that the road to the sky has always been covered with wind, snow and separation...