Ran Ran fell in love with a "non-existent" lover, but people are always greedy. If they can't see it, they want to see it the more they want to see it. Until that day when his vague whispers came to her ears, she couldn't sit still anymore. Ran Ran looked around for metaphysics and tried to find a way to communicate with him.
She thought it was a figment of a young girl's love for spring, until she really felt a touch that didn't exist in reality. He was familiar with her preferences, and he saw through her silence, as if he had come out of her subconscious, and it was so appropriate that it made people panic. But gentleness is sugar coating. When the regret and atonement he occasionally revealed became clearer and clearer, and when the fragmented and blood-stained memory fragments exploded in her mind, she was shocked to realize that this was not the continuation of a dream, but the guilt of her previous life.
She is Ran Ran, and she was also Qinghu Yun. And the person in front of her who had accompanied her on countless starry nights was the same person who personally pierced her heart with a sword in her previous life - the senior brother she once respected and loved.
The clouds have not dispersed yet, but the dust has arisen again. Is this approach in the name of love a belated redemption or another carefully woven cage?
Purpose: Using the entanglement of two lives as a mirror to explore the paradox of "injury and redemption" - when the perpetrator returns with guilt, how does the victim face the symbiosis of love and hate in fate in the process of forgetfulness and awakening, and the ultimate question of whether "the mistakes of the past life" and "me in this life" should be tied up.