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The depth of the dream is the other side of love, and he is still there when I wake up. Every passer-by in life has a meaning, and every storm is an experience of growth. He is a lake, he is gentleness itself. The osmanthus blooms with peach leaves in spring, and the moon comes to support the red dreams.

Ye Jianjia, a social animal madman, went straight to the top of the clouds in pursuit of his career, but a boy from another world happened to appear in a world where he shouldn't have appeared. How many faces are there behind a person, and how many stories are hidden? Can the love of mutual redemption be carried out to the end? We die for ideals and live for love.