His name is Fusheng. He observes the state of the world with one glance and appreciates the sorrow of floating life with one heart. The floating life is like smoke, and the past is like a dream. They are originally virtual illusions. How do you know that when the false becomes true, the true is also false. The Tao is ruthless but sentimental. This is a short story about a program joining hands with players to talk about love and explore the world.