Past... Present... Future...
The angel of justice began to sleep, and the cold young man stood beside him, opening the tarot, and the mystery that had been sleeping for thousands of years was slowly revealed. The love and entanglement between the past life and the present life, the love of the boy, the escape of the girl, the injury, came quietly, the love has no words, and in the end it was just a grand loneliness. Is it redemption? Is it relief? Or a curse? ! Or even destiny? The sorrow begins to spread...