The world has been reincarnated thousands of times, but the moonlight has never broken its promise.
In the past life, we were old friends who rubbed shoulders in the world of mortals, and we were figures looking at each other in troubled times. We missed each other once and regretted for half our lives. After all, we were separated by life and death, leaving only the breeze in our sleeves and the unspoken obsession.
This life is an unexpected reunion in a sea of people, a heart-stirring moment in a city. There is no earth-shattering declaration of fate, only the familiar eyebrows, the throbbing when the palms touch, and the tacit understanding that spans time.
A token, a ray of moonlight, a red thread that has been wrapped around for thousands of years.
They are tossing and turning in reincarnation, waiting in the years, no matter which reincarnation it is, they only know that - even if the mountains and rivers change and the world changes, I will always meet you and fall in love with you again.
