In the quiet night, under the bright moon, under the deep blue night sky, the blood-red roses bloomed extremely ghostly, and the fluffy misty clouds, I don't know who deliberately arranged it, or it was just a coincidence, divided the moon into two halves irregularly. On the earth, there are two souls boiling. Is it God's will or someone's premeditation? This ancient drama, which is a combination of fantasy, fantasy, GL, BG, and BL, will be staged magnificently.