If there is no autumn wind blowing, how can the drizzle continue to rise? The cherry blossoms on a rainy night are like snow and catkins due to the wind. Everything that happened here is recorded bit by bit. If he had not decided to accept the mission assigned by his grandfather, he would not have followed Leng Xu's footsteps to Japan, and would have been involved with a few people who attracted attention here, as well as the unclear past and present life, and the family's struggle for hegemony. Are we all just innocent victims of fate's cunning pranks, or are we the masters of our own destiny, integrating each other's destiny through constant contact and friction...