Lu Shuang felt that he was your disaster until his death, but it turned out that he was really your love disaster. After all, what kind of existence am I to you? And my feelings for you, are they guilt or love? I have lived in the mortal world for a long time, but my life seemed to have ended when I was 15 years old. I don't know anything, it seems, I only know how to kill people.
The Dream Weaver's Dream Journey.