She wears butterfly wings as clothes and wanders alone in the empire. Outsiders call her the white butterfly in the dark night.
Watching the flowers bloom alone and watching the loneliness of the night is the tragedy of the dreamer's life.
She waited for others, watching the night, but step by step, she stepped into the trap of the beast and fell deep into the cage in her heart.
What the dreamer creates is not only the dream, but also the future. Predicting the future consumes her life's mental power.
Baidie is dazzling because of dreams, but weak because of nightmare beasts. Her life is being played with by applause.
Do you think you are a hero for doing this? Mo Nianqing...
I hate you...
At the end, the swords are facing each other, and there is no hope in the world.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
