When Aze woke up, his mind was filled with memories of Blue Star High School, but his body was like a "fool" from a fishing village.
The girl who fished him out of the sea was called Xiaoxiao. He had a ponytail, his skin was roughened by the sea breeze, but his eyes were frighteningly bright. She squatted in front of him and said in a coaxing tone: "I am Xiaoxiao. We grew up together, have you forgotten?"
——Again.
This word made Aze's heart skip a beat.
He soon discovered that he was not the only one living in this body. His hands would reach out to help her before his brain commanded him, and his mouth would speak her name before he could even think of what to say. This body remembers Xiaoxiao's fondness for sitting on the beach in a daze, and the touch of calluses on her grandfather's hands - these memories do not belong to Blue Star high school student Aze, they belong to another soul that has long sunk into the depths of consciousness.
A usurped prince.
And Xiaoxiao is the saint the Dragon Clan has been looking for for thousands of years.
"Don't do anything stupid." Grandpa said.
But there are some things that are destined to be irreversible from the day we met.
Two hundred years later. Some people ascended the throne and proclaimed themselves emperors, some people hid in the world, and some people didn't know until their death - which one was it that accompanied her through this journey.
Purpose: When your identity is forcibly split by fate, can you still be your true self?