At this moment, Zhao Qingge had too many words she found hard to utter, emotions she couldn't express clearly...
"Defying the clan and disrupting the law, betraying the path and departing from norm."
"After enduring a winter of flying snow, spring is approaching, but my heart seems to still be freezing."
"I used to think that as one grows older, they would gain more, but looking back over the years, it seems I've lost more. They've been stripped away layer by layer from my body, taken away while I was only busy with life, leaving behind heavy, rotten memories. Those memories are not only despised but also not quite pleasant-smelling, they are fishy and astringent, unnecessarily occupying space."
"Another winter gone means another year older, yet I still don't know what I can do to truly find myself. It's my first time in this world, and possibly the last time too."
