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He came from another world. A piece of bloody jade led to a bloody storm.

When I was walking through the spring breeze, a grand horse race was being held in Hadatu. I can't ride a horse, not even a donkey. The main reason is that I am not interested in these things. I am always attracted by other things, such as: a gust of wind blowing, a flower blooming, a dragonfly hovering... Of course, a horse galloping on the field, kicking up bursts of dust, will always make me dazzled and unable to control myself. But I never thought about controlling it, never. I feel like a wild horse. When spring comes, I can't wait to rush into the wilderness and run wild. What's more, after a light rain, horse lilies bloom all over the hillside, like clouds pulled from the sky, so light that people dare not touch them, so blue that it makes people feel distressed, like a dream.