A story about growth. Mu Yun has gone from being weak before to fighting against fate, but it is not as expected. One flower blooms and then falls, one origin and one end. It seems like the end of fate, but in fact it seems to be the beginning of life. When catkins fall, whose house will the flowers bloom? Is it possible to have a new life with less twists and turns, dormant in the darkness, and sprout new hope? Although the hope is small, the future is promising.
