One year and seven months ago, Jiang Yue began to feel that something was not right with the world. The strange woman falling from the sky, the increasingly chaotic memories, and the young man who appeared in the dream, standing in the distance, looking at Jiang Yue with a smile.
The gaze is fixed, and all obstacles are eliminated.
This is a story with a relatively long timeline. I read "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" in midsummer and wrote this story in the cold winter with light snow.