In the deep courtyard, with cherry blossoms like snow and colorful fallen flowers, she sat quietly in the corridor.
Yingzi was dressed in plain clothes, her brows and eyes were light, like a piece of meticulous pastel painting, except for the lingering sadness in her eyes, which was as unpredictable as the deep waters of a deep pool.
In the main pill, men with swords and swords are surrounded, they are handsome and picturesque, but they all have their own thoughts.
Mikazuki Munechika's smile is deep and unpredictable like the shadow of the moon; California Kiyomitsu's persistence is as hot and disturbing as fire; Yamato Mamoru's calm silence hides a sharp blade. The gentleness that stirs up in one period is as warm as the spring breeze, but with a trace of lingering sadness; Tsurumaru Kunaga's teasing is like a fog, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false; Kohomaru's protection is like instinct, full of primitive possessiveness...
Their desire to know Jun Ji's true name is like chasing a flower in the mirror, a flower in the water, a moon in the water, in vain and perseverance. And Ji Jun's past is like a dream blown away by the wind, vague and unclear, but it touches everyone's heartstrings.
In Honmaru, Sakurako tried to find a place to live, but found herself imprisoned in a cage called "love". The sword men's attachment to her was like a vine, getting tighter and tighter, making her feel suffocated. She is like a butterfly in the eye of the storm, struggling in the entanglement of love and desire.
In the end, everything will wither like the fallen cherry blossoms and merge into the endless night. What was left was only the faint sadness and the silent sigh, which quietly dispersed at the moment when the cherry blossoms fell.
Concept: Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, beautiful and illusory, seemingly within reach, but yet out of reach.
