A complicated and confusing story, ifies in in on a lone and strong girl like the blood-colored River of Forgetfulness. She is as lonely as smoke, as indifferent as water; he is as free and easy as the wind, as cold as snow. Is she the humblest in the six realms, or the arrogant one above all others? Traveling through reincarnation, she couldn't tell what was reality and what was illusion... She didn't know whether she couldn't let go of the innocent and innocent girl, or she couldn't let go of the young man in white who was as cold as snow? Life is like a dream, in this magnificent purple world, where should she go...
It is very likely that it will be changed after a while... Floating clouds... Gods and horses are all floating clouds...