The bonds of the past life, the recurrence of this life... How many secrets are there that I don't know? When the huge wings reappeared behind my back and the smiles in front of me kept overlapping, who was calling the memory of my previous life? The black and white world, the gentle breeze, the flying petals, the whispers in the ears - in the end, they all fell asleep in the unreal afternoon, and the tears on their faces were condensed...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
