A new song and a glass of wine. The weather is the same as last year. When will the sunset return? Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the familiar swallows returned, and the fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone.
The sickly beauty I met when I woke up from time travel made my heart flutter as a woman. Unexpectedly, I later found out that this jade-like woman was actually a man. She had already been hugged and kissed by me. Hehe, could this be considered as being frivolous on my part and not kissing men and women? I am not really responsible for it.
Memories fade and appear. Where are the memories I lost? Who is behind the scenes controlling the fate of "Zhu Yan"? How do the grievances and hatreds of more than ten years ago continue to be interpreted today?