Everyone knows that the floating clouds are empty; but being able to get drunk in the floating clouds is another matter...
This is a story that takes place in a city called "Floating Cloud".
He thought that the old beggar gave him the things and life he had longed for all his life.
He once confidently said that he would never regret the choice he made at that time; he also thought that there was nothing more painful in this world than hunger, cold, and beating.
However, he was wrong, terribly wrong.
In this world, there is another kind of unbearable pain called "love".
I can replace that person, but I can't replace that relationship——
Is it me you see, or him?
What do you need, him or me?
After being tortured by love, what choice can he make?
After all the clouds in dreams, what can be left behind...