"Qinghe, Amu, you two must stay away from here in this life, the further away the better. It's mother... It's mother who can't help you." He Qingyue tightly grabbed the skirts of the two children in front of her. The clear and faint moonlight fell on her face, and the crooked and slanting blood scars that were about to solidify were coated with a bright red and translucent halo. "You have created cholera in the world, are you still stubborn? Now I will keep your body and seal it to the human world, never to return to other races except humans." +++++++++ That night with the warm wind and laughter is still Qinghe's nightmare; who is the woman covered in blood? Every time she has a nightmare, she can feel someone calling her urgently, but she still can't wake up. Who is he. Who is she. Who I am.
Also known as "When the joy of acacia fades, it comes back to promise marriage"