"What on earth am I???????"
Hundreds of years ago, he woke up from a long sleep and forgot everything. "I think I must have forgotten something very important. But it doesn't matter. I have plenty of time to think back and wait. One day, I will be able to find everything I forgot."
"Could it be that the person you are looking for is related to me?"
I once hoped that I could accompany him in his memories forever, and accompany him through every inch of loss and every inch of heartache in the long wait. However, as time goes by, what I can hold on to tightly is just a branch of white plum embroidered on my lapel.
Who are you? Who are you waiting for? Who am I?
What kind of past and what kind of secrets is hidden in the quiet Merlin?
Tears and white plum blossoms, when the dust-laden memories finally break through the shackles of time and reappear, where will we return in this life?
Conception: