A crimson song covers the dust, smiling and asking if you are drunk or awake? I was so obsessed that I had to ask the world of Nuo Da for the reason. At the end of the day, I was still confused as to whether someone else had buried me or whether I had buried myself. I simply put aside all these problems and just wanted to have a wine pot tied to my waist, and the wine was filled with fine wine. I was intoxicated with the wine and became carefree. Such a simple life, why did this scene feel that such a clear dream was now muddy? The reason is that I miss you, Junhua.