There are always people in this world who seek warmth in the cold,
and some find their own rhythm in the roar of machinery.
Aikefei is such a girl.
There are no gorgeous words in her story, only the footprints that move forward step by step,
leaving deep and shallow marks on the snow-covered land.
Her weapon is called the Fragrance Player,
which is a pure and mysterious magic weapon,
made of those ice jades that flash with cold light and shining gears.
Each piece of ice jade is like the suffering and loneliness in her life,
broken and gathered, broken and connected,
that is the trace of her struggle with the world.
The collection of materials is very much like the practice of life,
Shivada jade fragments, Shivada jade silver,
the names sound distant and mysterious,
but for her, each fragment is a step,
and every breakthrough is her determination to stand more firmly in the cold wind.
And those gears, mechanical spur gears, meshing gears, and strange mechanical movement gears,
are like the pressure of life and the ruthless clock,
turning silently and pushing her forward mercilessly.
She did not choose to retreat,
but found her own rhythm in this indifferent melody,
assembling her own strength and dreams bit by bit.
The creation of the special martial fragrance player is her belief.
The pure and sacred dewdrops and polluted water drops,
like the bitterness and sweetness in life, tears and smiles intertwined,
in her hands, turned into the power of weapons.
That power is not cold, but warm,
because it carries all her hopes and dreams.
The blue crystal snail is a treasure she picked from the distant seaside.
The blue light is like a call from the depths of the sea,
bringing a little warm color in her cold world.
Every blue crystal snail makes her more powerful to face the challenges ahead.
The “justice” in the gift material is the most authentic voice in her heart, and it is the belief that she tells herself: no matter how difficult it is, she must persist. Facing the eroded spiritual resonance, she experienced pain and growth. It is these challenges that made her understand that the most important thing in life is not the result, but the process of hard work. The story of Ai Kefei is not just the growth of a character, but the inner persistence of countless people when facing difficulties. She tells us that even in a world covered with ice and snow, we can still find our own warmth and light. This world is complex and cold, but Ai Kefei uses gears and dewdrops, ice jade and talent to weave her own dream, a strong and gentle dream. Perhaps, everyone has such a fragrant player in their lives, using it to break the cold, to defeat fate, and to make themselves stronger. Her story is like a silent song, sung to all those who are walking in the dark.