While the feather fans and towels were chatting and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
In this turbulent era, the world has become desolate, but human nature has not yet been lost. A ghost from the distant future floats up and down in this troubled world. It wants to follow the trajectory of history and does not want to encounter the only variable in this life. I've always been caught off guard, but my love is deeply rooted.