A beam of light appeared from Mo Ming, taking Ling Muchao out of the haze. Is there any purpose, or is there something else?
Regardless of purpose or whatever, you are my sister and this will not change. There is no need for a reason to love someone, or a glance that lasts for thousands of years, or the accumulation of bits and pieces. You and I both love each other, even if it is just a dream...
Concept: Sweet dreams are like sugar for people, sweet but not greasy, but dreams never come true. Cuteness can break through everything, even empty dreams.