A dream deep in the fog becomes a crack in fate
In the kitchen filled with oil smoke, she met a mysterious girl with dusty eyes. Those memory fragments she had never experienced suddenly revived. The spring cherry blossoms and the oath of the valley intertwined and grew between illusion and reality. Knowing that indulging in dreams is like drinking poison to quench thirst, she is still willing to be trapped in the cage of tenderness - "I love you... But don't indulge here"
Maybe love is a grand ceremony
Knowing that it will eventually wither
But still willing to indulge in
In that illusive and fiery aroma
Let memories eat away at every inch of sanity
Purpose: Even if the ending is destined to disappear, we must prove the meaning of existence in the most dazzling manner.