The body is about to die, so the spirit is the spirit, and the soul is determined to be the ghost.
Yi Ling just wants to live a peaceful life. It doesn't matter if no one cares about him in his old and dead hometown. However, his fate is not what people want. He doesn't want to be remembered by anyone, and he doesn't want anyone to cry for him. Yi Ling actually just wants to live quietly. But in fact, who cares what he is thinking, who cares about him...
Xiao Jianzhi believes that no matter how beautiful a doll is, one day he will get tired of playing with it. When the novelty wears off, he will get tired of it and no longer want it, so it is inevitable to throw it away. But this time... Was it my fault?
Yinhe thought that as long as he kept following that figure, he would be able to wait until he turned around. But why did that figure keep getting further and further away... Why by the time I finally decided to catch that figure, it was already too late.