My name is Su Mo Jian. I am different from others in that I can see shadows that do not belong to living people, and I can hear their unfinished words.
Until those three identical faces broke into my world, cold, gentle, and paranoid, which one was the real him.
Fragments of past lives continue to emerge, the underworld, the sea of flowers, fate...
It turns out that what I am crossing is never a dead soul, but a thousand-year obsession that spans reincarnation.
The ending is 1V1, but it is not a traditional 1V1.
Intention: Love is not possessiveness and paranoia, but understanding, fulfillment and two-way running