She stands out in the snow with incomparable perfection and incomparable sanctity.
She walked slowly across the lake holding an umbrella. Wherever she walked on the lake, there was thousands of miles of ice and snow everywhere.
A man in white clothes stood on the boat and looked at her with a slight smile, his eyes full of love. She and him were close together, like a couple of gods.
His fingers turned white under the willow tree by the lake, looking at the men and women on the boat in the lake, smiling bitterly.
He is the son of creation, and she is the daughter of the Demon Lord. How does he and the Demoness, with various identities, compose a journey of love?
Intention: No matter when, love can accompany you through time and space