What is love? What I thought was in my hand turned out to be as fleeting as quicksand! Straight into dust. The gears of fate are spinning, heading towards a harbor called happiness. The embroidery was already mottled and the movement was slow, but at the beginning, the wrong string was picked up and the direction was wrong. I searched for him thousands of times in my dream, but that person was in the brightly lit place. She had to wait until she lost her to realize that it wasn't that he couldn't live without her, but that she couldn't live without him! However, even if there is no edge in the sky and the earth, and the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, they will never see each other again. She is just an ordinary woman, longing for a love with you, but she can't get it! But she is not the only one who is pitiful? Is it a fate tricking people? Or maybe people's hearts are not as old as they used to be? Where can their love go? It's hard to know…