There are always some people in the world who are so perfect and dazzling
They lost their footing and fell into the mortal world, their snow-white wings drifting away in the wind
From now on they are no longer angels
They wander in a world in mist
The dust of the world gradually contaminates the hearts of some people
They walked hand in hand, like people comforting each other with the same illness.
When will the memories of the past be picked up? They are left alone in the world
Until they find their wings and their past hearts in the corridor of time
They are the most beautiful young people
They are the most dazzling existence
They are also angels with broken wings
They have also been reincarnated several times
Fallen angels, how they find their lost wings
The water flows slowly, how do they regain their memories of the past?
Cherishing each other in life and death, they gather together on this campus
The vast sea of people, the inexplicable familiarity of their first encounter
Through the vicissitudes of life, they are destined to live and die together.
Angel's swansong, demon boy
Ancient tunes sing stories
Then who is the incarnation of you who is listening to the story?