You and I are both chess pieces. The so-called childhood sweethearts will last forever, but they are nothing but an old dream in a floating city.
Some people use blood as a lock to guard the boundaries of the dimension and spend half their lives waiting in vain;
Some people use life as a chess piece to create a mess in the world, and become crazy with just one thought;
Some people are trapped in love, wake up from broken dreams, and forget about floating life;
Some people break away from their fate, return to the fireworks, and settle for the ordinary.
The black bird disappears, its pupils become dust, the world is separated forever, and old dreams are sealed in dust.
The floating city is prosperous, and the world is full of love.
In the end, it's just a big dream, everything is in vain.
The tide ebbs and flows, and peace comes every year.
From then on, there was no dream in the floating city, and the world was calm.
