Shang Yueyao searched for Wen Miluan for a hundred years.
Everyone told her to stop looking and give up. Wen Miluan was already dead.
But Shang Yueyao didn't believe it.
The tattoo on her waist and the intermittent breath told her that Wen Miluan was still alive.
She wants to find.
Ami must be waiting to go home somewhere.
Until...
The moment the door was opened from the inside, a warm embrace surrounded her, and trembling hands wiped away her tears.
"Ayao, I'm back."
That night, butterflies and jellyfish entangled and danced, and their souls were sublimated in the resonance.
They are guiding those who don't want to dream home.
"Ayao, thank you for your hard work."
Immortality is both pain and happiness.
…
In the hundred years since Wen Miluan was gone, Shang Yueyao had lived like her.
Calm, composed, and powerful.
But when the jellyfish stretched out its tentacles again, the little butterfly stuck in the mud finally opened its wings again.
They dance in their dreams.
Intention: Destined love
