Once you travel through time and experience all aspects of life, is it a blessing or a misfortune?
In the turbulent times, after thousands of sails have passed, we realize that the spring flowers and autumn moon only bloom for one person.
It blooms for one person, and bears fruit because of one person. In the end, all the mechanisms are exhausted, and she finally realizes that, from beginning to end, she is the only one standing alone. The so-called beauty, the so-called acquaintance, the so-called trust, in the end, are just nothing.
And that person, standing by the river alone, watching with cold eyes, controlling everything, stabbing at her already vulnerable heart like an executioner.
Not willing to give in! My destiny is up to me!
It remains to be seen how she will reshuffle her destiny with her own power, and how the joys and sorrows, separation and separation of life and death will be released.