In every life, she felt uneasy. In every life, he searches for it. The memory of reincarnation is always cruelly erased by time. It's just that every passing encounter makes it difficult to calm down. We promised not to separate, but we kept disappearing into each other's world. It was obviously raining in Florence, but it soaked Jiangnan. Every turning point is not a turning point. His dual nature of bloodthirsty and kindness made him struggle endlessly. The coexistence of angels and demons made her blame herself endlessly. I don't know where you are, I just know that I will wait for you.