Shen Miao
"If one day, you commit an unforgivable sin, can I still hold your hand and walk you home?"
In a secluded mountain temple, a gentle and restrained young abbot and a disciple he raised with his own hands.
An accidental death caused by a slip of the hand leaves his blood-stained hands restless and shakes the emotions that have been buried for many years.
This is a story about redemption, companionship, and the intertwining of precepts and true hearts.
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"Master... I've accidentally killed someone."
From that day on, the monastery was no longer just the morning bells and sandalwood incense.
Some bore the weight of sin, others upheld the precepts.
One dared not look back, the other never let go.
And that "special favor" hidden in the heart for many years could no longer be pretended to not exist.