She never thought that her life would end before she could become an immortal. The moment the bloodthirsty sword pierced her chest, she seemed to see the red reluctance in his eyes, but she was wiped out in ashes and left in an instant, leaving her without a moment to remember him. She asked for the dream order, and she only wanted to enter the human world for one life, taste the simplest joys and sorrows in the world, and taste the true love that flows in this life, even if there is no reincarnation to enter. However, this new dream is not peaceful. She is reincarnated as a human being. Behind the originally peaceful and simple life is the unknown conspiracy of family and country, power disputes, and the man she saved on a snowy night. For some reason, her heart burns when she sees his features, and the red mark on his chest hints at her fate. She has obsessions and nostalgia. She still remembers that man's gentle fingertips once brushing her face and calling her by her baby name softly. However, the things in this world in this life will not be worth the fate. The joys and sorrows of life are gone, and the fate of love is gone. I only hope that this life will be a dream, and the next life will never be like a dream again.