"Disciple, look at these cherry blossoms, aren't they very beautiful?" "Yes! Master!" "Then I will name you this cherry blossom, okay?" "Okay!" That day, the purple-haired Sakura fell into sleep quietly in the arms of the man in red; that year, the purple-haired Sakura left under the gaze of the man in red; in that life, the purple-haired Sakura returned with the man in red waiting for her. Purple hair, cherry blossoms. Red hair, Nan Ling. Back then, Nan Ling, the head of the Ming Sect, shocked the martial arts world by accepting a disciple. A perfect beginning does not mean a perfect ending. Those who do not reveal their true feelings will eventually be abandoned by the ones they love. Three lives and three lives, I hope we never meet each other...