I heard that memories are sweet, memories are bitter, and things that cannot be forgotten are the best.
The enchantress on the treetop, the past you have forgotten, the parting flower language tells the secret that cannot be told.
Yin Hongshuiqiao, do you still remember the agreement we made that year?
Suddenly it's like a dream, like reality and illusion.
Do not complain about the entangled fate...
...
Is everything a joke of fate? Or is it a conspiracy?
The wheel of fortune begins to spin---
Now, the game begins.