She lost her loved ones in the real world and wandered in the urban forest with difficulty, trying to find a little warmth in her memory.
On a blue moonlit night, she came to the arms of another mother and started her new life.
She is a casual person, and does not have much pursuit of love or anything like that. As long as she can have a material life that she can live with and someone she can talk and play with. So she chose to be an ancient young lady. But when she met him in white clothes, she thought she had obtained the happiness she was pursuing, but things in the world are often not as satisfactory as expected.
The crimson palace wall locked not only her body, but also his heart. Did she owe him, or did he betray her? How could such things as feelings be calculated clearly?
No matter what, if your heart is like water, you will have a world of your own.