The weather in Jiangnan has always been drizzling, but for Jiangnan people, this is a good day to listen to music and feed lotus.

The people by the lake are always listening to the songs, drowsy, but also comfortable.

It's a good day. She thought to herself.

The breath of the Jiangnan area is the most nourishing, even in this 21st century, this drizzle also carries a stack of lovesickness and sorrow.

Twisting dark, at this time, is the place where local families in Jiangnan walk most often. This twist is a very famous lake building in recent years, for many locals, twist is like the spring bamboo shoots that emerge in the dark night, come silently.

Many people are puzzled, and even worse, they stay in front of the dark door all the time to find out.

In this noisy 21st century, people are noisy and celebrate in their own ways.

Therefore, this "twisting dark" with an ancient atmosphere has received extra attention.

Luckily, as the owner of this quaint lake house, her life can be described as peaceful.

Many people know her rules, saying that she is not familiar with the world, but she is quite like an immortal in her bones

Few people know about her past, only that she is a little different,

In the girl's best twenty-eight years, she opened this dark teahouse in the name of her parents, and she was still a child;

So, it didn't cause her a lot of trouble.

People love to call her "crazy fire", and she never explores the reason.

Slowly, this became her current name.

She doesn't like to be too noisy, just like this teahouse, although it is full of people, it is quiet.

The tea guests laughed and said that she was like an ancient, as if she was about to disappear in this bustling modern age at some point.

Who knows, she chuckled, her eyebrows were gentle, maybe she was living in a dream.

Today's drizzle, sparsely falling, caused the stone road to be knocked on a crisp sound, which is really sleepy.

But it's okay, she thought to herself, if she is intoxicated, she is missing a song about wine.

She held the blue and white porcelain teacup, took a sip, and slowly closed her eyes.

Seventeenth birthday,It's going to pass.。。。

So, everything went back to where it belonged,

"Snap", the teacup shattered.

People walk, tea cools,

The story of twisting darkness has just begun,

Someone once gave me a glimmer of light, and it was the most beautiful thing I ever had in my life.