He was drunk watching the flowers falling all his life, and laughing at the March wind in the world.
He came out of the world in white clothes and never stayed with you in this life.
He, with a single horse and a cold sword, travels the world alone.
He, with his stunning appearance, had no choice but to bear the fate of being a killer.
She smiled sweetly, but she was the only concern in his heart.
The love spell that cannot be broken has only turned into one piece, and the flowers have spread all over the world.
If there is no fate in this life, I would like to hold hands with you and walk the road to the next life together.