History is following its unique trajectory, directing the wheel of fate. Success or failure is determined, right or wrong is determined... When time and space cut across the lonely universe and the boundaries of destiny, all encounters become calculations that condense destiny...
But the road I embarked on can only repeat meaningless circles in an unchanging trajectory...
My world is always looking for a place, from one strange place to another;
My world has always been searching for a dream, meeting each other at all costs just for a separation;
My world has always been looking for someone to interpret sadness and forget it for the rest of my life...