Lotus Blooms Everywhere

A drop of red mole in the palm of your hand makes a promise. A touch of blood from the sword on his neck marked a bad fate. She is a lotus blooming faintly in the mud under the water. She has already registered her life and death, but she is still able to live freely in the world. Is it accident or fate? A noble martial arts master who emerged from the dust, and a romantic and arrogant mad painter in the market. Three people, three moles, who is the one who meets in the next life? But if you want someone who is of one mind, you will never be apart. Is the person with one heart the person in your heart? Are you really going to stay with me during the old days? After all, Who worships whom as a god? Who regards whom as a treasure? Who abandons whom like worn out shoes? Who shares who will live forever? In the end, it was just a bad debt in the name of a mistake, and endless sorrow. Conception: