On the cold and desolate land, amidst the withered woods, a haggard-looking woman gently cradled an infant in her arms, with a momentary expression of bewilderment in her eyes.
"Sisi... Zhou Sisi... born from Enlightenment, will you acknowledge this father? Or perhaps, will he recognize my status? In the past, I was truly too naïve, too innocent to realize that although I, as your elder sister, am better than Qing'er in every aspect, in all respects I am far inferior to Qing'er.
I had no trust in my sister at all, yet she shared the best things of her life with me."
"Sister, if you still exist, if you exist between heaven and earth or in the cycle of reincarnation, can you forgive this silly, foolish sister of yours?"
The woman murmured to herself, tears streaming down her exquisite face.
In her arms, a chubby infant with rosy cheeks, like a porcelain doll, sucked on their finger, looking somewhat confused with large, spiritual eyes at the mother crying in heart-wrenching grief.
