She is the messenger of the night, the shadow of the night clouds in the night; she is the one who is looking for stories, taking away the stories and leaving behind the vicissitudes of life; she keeps walking, constantly changing, only for the occasional stay; she seems to have seen all the vicissitudes of the fallen flowers, but in fact they are as white as snow; she is calm and calm, looking at the falling flowers, but she is so sophisticated, she can look away and not look away, but it is just a word difference;
He traveled across time, space, and regions, and came to her. He was mysterious, he was powerful, he had infinite power, but he was willing to turn into nothing to guard her. He was the founder of the mysterious Oriental Building. On the 90th floor or above of the Oriental Building, with mystery and exploration, countless people flocked just to unveil the mysterious veil, but they disappeared in vain. But she walked in easily, staying domineering, just for that rare moment to meet.