A dreamlike past life, a heartfelt love. Both gods and demons, ghosts and immortals; is one's personal relationship more important or the world's common people more important? Is a beautiful woman like jade more important or thousands of miles of rivers and mountains more important? Which one is right, which one is wrong, and where to go? Can love be without regrets? Can dreams be reunited? Can miracles be repeated?
"Yin'er, trust me. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you!"
"Stupid Ayao, how many times have you said this? Besides, who in this world can hurt me easily?"