Travel to Ancient Times and Transform into a Dandy

He stood in the sparse shadow of the apricot blossoms holding an umbrella, and the shadow of the rotating umbrella bones cut through the dusk. Two souls trembled in the blood at the same time - the silver spear that penetrated her heart in the previous life was now hanging on his waist, turning into a half-cut blade, with dark blood lines that were the same as the birthmarks on her collarbones winding on the edge.