If jade has a soul, it should be like a Iraqi man. He hides in the height of the temple, and can see the world clearly, but he can't see the sincerity hidden under the jade-carved ice sculpture of the seemingly humble woman. If the blade has a soul, he should be such a person. Her lifelong wish is nothing more than to pursue the ultimate skill of jade carving. However, in this troubled world, how can she allow her, the next wife who lives under the fence, to become a craftsman? She said: I see that if you hold my hand, I won't let you let go... Dear friends, I have been waiting for a long time. This article will be opened at 9:30 on December 5th. Please support me~~