The red River of Forgetfulness, which seemed to embody all the desolate and arrogant colors in the world, stretched as far as the eye could see. She quietly looked at the long line of people waiting for reincarnation not far away. She thought it would always be so peaceful. A sudden accident made her involved in his fate. She had no intention, but she developed an infatuation for him. What she thought was the simplest happiness turned out to be a shocking lie. In the past and present life, everything in the world Love and hate are obsessed with each other, but it is just an illusion of an empty city. She is dressed in white and burns all the blood. She walks out of purgatory, with no blood on her fair face. "So that's how it is", she says lightly, with joy and sadness in her eyes, watching him tear through the gentle and indifferent appearance. She and she have always been the same person, and it has been his obsession from beginning to end. After an empty city, it is just the end of prosperity, and it is still an empty space after all.