Behind every history there are certain stories that cannot be told to the world, and what kind of sadness is hidden behind those distortions?
She fell in love with one person but could not finally get married. She turned her hands to make clouds and rain but could not find the one she loved. She knew history but could not change it. Why?
Drunk, drunk and awake, who is it? I have woken up from my dream, where can I find my beloved?