This script is based on my childhood memories.
In recent years, I have often recalled the dimly lit second-floor corridor of the police station from my early years, as well as my curiosity about the oil-paper file folders.
Further back still, I spent my childhood in the countryside, on hillsides among flocks of sheep, surrounded by rough words and drifting breezes.
Xiaoxian and Yicuoma are two distinct versions of my childhood. However, as the story progresses, they develop their own unique personalities and appearances.
I want to tell a story of ghosts and mysticism in a gentle way.
The story takes place in 2010.
Xiaoxian and Yicuoma live in completely different worlds.
Xiaoxian is fourteen years old and in her second year of middle school. She lives in an urban environment, but due to past trauma, she rarely speaks to her father.
Yicuoma lives in a Tibetan region. Although she is only one year younger than Xiaoxian, she started school late and is still in primary school. Her life, however, is free and uninhibited.
Yicuoma’s diary ended up in the case files of Xiaoxian’s father, Li Jiangsheng, because of a long-standing feud between two Tibetan aristocratic families.
Yicuoma drowned, and Li Jiangsheng is investigating the case.
According to Tibetan tradition, clothing belonging to the deceased is hung on trees as a sign of mourning.