Why Must We Meet in This World

When he died, the world remembered both his kindness and his cruelty. The good hid his poems, the wicked spat on his infamous name. What remained was the unfinished tune of 'The Peony Pavilion' and the person who sang it. Opening his eyes again, he became the youngest son of the Yun family's fourth branch, named Yun Mo. Fate brought him back to Yiling, that cursed place. His elder brother Yun Qinglan had features as familiar as an old friend, yet treated him only as a naive child. He said he wanted to cultivate his destiny—not dictated by heaven, but crafted by man. Yet someone traded ten years of life to make him forget a past. He forgot. But that person seemed to still be there.