Life is like a dream, and dreams are like life. You and I are carefree in the world, and meeting by chance causes a series of ripples. Walking hand in hand, laughing and joking, happy and sad. We have been happy enemies for five hundred years, and now we are in front of flowers and under the moonlight. Once the obsession was broken, all the sweet dreams were shattered, but I still have no regrets. Drawing swords towards each other, blood stained the sky. I just sigh that fate plays tricks on people.