The old days are like a sudden severe cold. Although I have a splitting headache, lingering breathlessness, and feel that my life is not long, but after overcoming all obstacles and overcoming the disease, my heart becomes determined. The fighting power increased, I woke up, the dream disappeared, and we were all separated. Ten years later, memories are restarted, and time and space seem to be a bit scattered. The more people want to get close, the more they dare not get close. Where will the story of the two eventually go?