Are you still pursuing immortality? Myth? Sci-fi? Domineering president? The daughter of a rich family? Life should always be more practical. There are no immortals, no myths, no science fiction, no domineering presidents, no rich daughters, just the trivial things that happen around us. Let me hum an urban ditty for you. Maybe you can find your own melody in it. For Wen Kexin, it is like a dream. This dream is so long that one's life cannot survive the dream.
Concept: People are sometimes as ordinary and small as a mosquito. When they encounter problems, they have no way to change anything. And when they are slapped down by a powerful and irresistible force, it is like the trace of mosquito blood left on the wall. It does not seem to be very important, but it cannot be wiped off even if it is tried. When the person is gone, all that is left for others is the smear of mosquito blood.