There are two lives in my memory, one is a country called China, and the other is a place called the Kingdom of Wind. I can't remember my past life. It feels like it's been a long time, as long as a century has passed... I have loved three men in this life, some were worth it, some were not worth it, and some were willing to give up. As the years go by, they have all drifted away in the wind... Now, I just want to quietly be with my lover, watching the land that I love deeply, rise and fall, the waxing and waning of the moon...