[You Who Came from the Stars] Drifting Iris

"Would you let me take care of you?"

That was the first thing he said to her, as Ning Fuyuan remembered it.

Strange, yet somehow so familiar.

They had only just met, so why did she feel as if they had known each other for lifetimes?

Fuyuan, Fuyuan...

Whenever he murmured her name, she felt an aching sadness rise within her, leaving her on the verge of tears... She didn't understand the complicated, profound feelings contained in those sigh-like whispers.

What was he remembering through her? What was he trying to make up for by taking such good care of her?

Four hundred years of reincarnations and encounters, her past and present lives.

The stories buried by time... were now returning once more.

Would they miss each other again?

Adrift in fate, a floating iris.