Shiratori Nagamu suffers from dissociative amnesia.
To him, memories are like broken glass shards, and he is like a passively triggered NPC who can only recall the slightest bit when he encounters key nodes.
This is the world's curse upon him.
Most of the time, he is like a ghost wandering in the world, with no memory and no roots rooted in the world.
Until one day, people he forgot found him and brought back his past.
Only then did he realize that there were many people trying to save him.
Three years of youth that flew by like a white bird
A transfer student came to the Conjuring High School.
Transfer students are directly subordinate to the top management, so Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie should have been wary of them.
But in the long-term relationship, they gradually fell into decline.
{He is the wind that you all long to catch. }
{You think you are close enough to the wind, but when you reach out to grab it, the wind disappears in front of you. }
[Endless love, impostor love]
Shiratori Yongmeng knows that Xia You loves him.
Yes, of course he does.
He also knew that this was destined to be a love that ended in nothing.
He is a cursed spirit that can be lost in time and memory at any time, but looking at the other party's purple eyes filled with strong love, Shiratiao still softened his heart.
"If you can come back alive, I will never be separated from you again." He and Xia Youjie established such a bond the night before the Hundred Ghosts Night Journey.
If Xia Youjie comes back, he will fulfill his bondage. If Xia Youjie cannot come back, he will wait hopelessly forever.
Until one day, Xia Youjie came back.
Looking at the sutures on the other person's forehead, the white bird felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave.
[An unfulfilled promise, a vow made thousands of years ago.
When the Shibuya Incident began, Shiratori only remembered that he had let go of the other side when Su Nuo was strangled by his neck.
Once released, it lasts a thousand years.
Final destination
White Bird finally returned to his own world.
Everything was like a ridiculous dream. He quickly put it behind him and lived his life as a cadre in the port mafia wholeheartedly.
But fate always backfires.
The world merged.
Intention: Even if you are drowning in the sea of despair, you should raise your head and look at the ideal moon