Introduction
She is a ghost from the 21st century;
She is also a peerless beauty in another torrent of history;
The time-travel that cannot be called time-travel in sleep is a dream or reality?
Love is fire... Love is calamity...
Happiness, what is it?
Love, hate, and hatred in another Chinese land are intertwined. She emerged from the torrent of more than ten years. The once naughty innocence was buried behind him, and he put on the hypocritical mask of coldness and ruthlessness.
Can you escape? Escape to the place where you can't see the pain. Can it be forgotten? It's like nothing ever happened. Can you still care? It's like I've never been hurt.
Happiness is a fire, a disaster. Is the courage that a moth once fluttered into a flame still there?