This is an imaginary dynasty.
A girl, curiosity, a copper ring...
They make up the story.
What should you do when a silver-haired boy appears in front of you out of thin air, smiling and asking you to choose a way to die?
What should you do when a man in black stands in front of you holding a charm and saying something solemnly?
When the boy in blue smiles and gently holds your hand, smiling gently and murmuring to himself, what should you do?
She found that she seemed to be in such a drama, and she wanted to recall everything, but she couldn't.
She regretted it, but she couldn't regret it.
Life is like a play, and she is just one of the last fireworks. It only shines for a moment and then disappears, and no one thinks of her again.