Draw One, Dream One

Introduction to the work "Draw One, Dream One" Yao Wanlin tested his soul when he was seven years old, and the stone hair did not shine. In a world where soul level determines everything, "soulless" means not being included in the family tree, not being recognized, and not worthy of living. Stepmother Shen Yurong smiled and changed her rice to cold, made her cotton-padded jacket shorter, and completely erased her mother - the woman who died quietly on the moonlit night - from the Yao family. Only my brother Chengxian said: "So what if I have no soul? You are my sister." But Chengxian was sent to the provincial capital. There are fewer and fewer letters, and the words are getting more and more floating. Wan Lin learned from his friend Su Shenshen who climbed over the wall that someone was "taking care" of him and letting his body collapse little by little. And that "someone" is Shen Yurong, not just Shen Yurong. My mother left behind a bronze medal that was hot. The mark on his right wrist lit up in the snowy night. The old woman in Zhennantou said: "You are not soulless. Your soul has been hidden." The black stone at the provincial capital's secondhand stall, the mysterious man in gray robe, the missing old Zhou, the third bronze medal with the word "wait" - All the clues say the same thing: the world is not what you think it is. The souls of living people are sealed in the cage of the body, and even the memories of dead people will be "cleaned". The ancient night watchmen and soul hunters have been fighting for thousands of years, and Yao Wanlin is the last living key to Fuxi's bloodline. The door opened. She has to go. Only when she leaves can we know why her mother died. Only when you leave can you change from "soulless" to "awake person". But she didn't know that behind the door wasn't the truth - it was a bigger picture. The mark in her hand is both a key and a lock.