Ten years ago, she was lying on the ground, dragging her body riddled with holes, struggling little by little to grasp the corners of his snow-white satin clothes. She raised her head with difficulty, but what she met was his cold and hazy eyes.
She smiled, and then a cold light suddenly appeared. He turned coldly and pierced her heart with a sword.
Ten years later, he and her met again, but she no longer remembered him, and he was trapped in the memory of the past and could not extricate himself.
It was an evil, it was a calamity, she had no intention of it, and she was extremely calm and determined while talking and laughing indifferently, but he lost his mind and just wanted to keep her tightly close to him, wishing he could rub her into his bones.
The bond of blood connects her to him again. As fate turns around, they chase each other until the end. What is left between them?
Born in this world, we are all like duckweeds, rising and falling in the uncertainties. Our bodies cannot be controlled by ourselves, and our hearts cannot be controlled by ourselves either.
Cheers (? ??_??)?