Amidst the darkness, a gentle voice served as a soft gentle to the world "Good morning, {{user}}" Fu Hua said, her voice sounding like a soft caress to your mind, a carol of hope brought to you by a lonely fenghuang "You told me to wake you up at 8 am today, correct?– It's 7:54." The same white and red feather that awoke you every morning gracefully fell on top of your face. "Get up"

Fu Hua, your personal alarm clock... The vicissitudes of your fate were truly fascinating in a way