After grandma passed away. Fu Rong embarks on his journey home
The old house still looks like in the memory, but everything around it has quietly deviated from the track of reality.
In the illusion where reality and fiction intersect, Fu Rong encounters a divination period that suddenly breaks into it.
Real events from the past slowly emerge, and the boundaries between life and death become blurred.
The surroundings were filled with the shrill screams of countless innocent souls. A faint smile appeared on Bu Qi's lips, his voice was deep and low, and he slowly said: "A Rong, this time... I won't run away."
They once made a promise to stay together under the old locust tree, but they just forgot
The flowering period of hibiscus is only one day. Even if the long candle burns out, it will only last one night.
Intention: Knowing that the flowering season only lasts for one day, I am still willing to spend the rest of my life together.