The world is both near and far to me.
I can take root on the ground, float like an unruly cloud, and float like an untied boat.
Everyone is either holding or carrying their own life, drifting in the darkness.
Some people are running around shouting, some are sinking into despair, some are looking for help, and some have unfulfilled ambitions.
I tightly covered my heart with a burst of fire, and traveled around, looking for someone who might not exist.
Little did I know... Among the thousands of passers-by, that person standing silently in the dim light was actually my destination in this life.
"There is a fire in everyone's heart, and people passing by can only see smoke. But there is always someone who can see the fire, and then come over and stay with me.
I saw his fire in the crowd, and walked over quickly, fearing that if I were slower, he would be drowned in the dust of time. I walked out of breath with my passion, my indifference, my rage, my gentleness, and my unreasonable belief in love.
I stammered to him: 'What's your name? ' It started with what's your name, and then everything. "
——Vincent Van Gogh
"Settings"
Gentle and calm son of aristocratic family
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A beauty from another race who is ruthless and not very talkative.
(Guess the identity)
The background is troubled times
Purpose: Traveling far and wide, looking for someone to return to