When my hair reaches my waist, I lie drunk in the sea of flowers and listen to the breeze. The sound of the breeze blows the snow, and the love is deep in the bones. Xiao Shuran traveled to an era that was unprecedented in history. The pain in his previous life seemed to have gradually faded away. In this life, he wanted to live a more free and unrestrained life. If he could meet someone he liked, he didn't know if he would have the courage to indulge his feelings. I wanted to love someone forever, worthy of God, but the hardship of love made me suffocated, even a simple word would break my heart, and I regarded all of this as fate and lived a long life.