Looking around, tall peach trees grew, their branches stretching out, with blossoms that resembled clouds of rouge. Pink mists drifted through the air, like a painter had sketched a spring landscape.,The round-faced girl glanced at Lu Yu, who was lost in thought under the tree. A strange emotion flashed across her face: anger at his indifference and...the once unattainable person had been stained with impurity, finding joy in the mundane.,Lu Yu also wanted to forget all of this, but the nightmare about the sun's strange change kept haunting him. As time passed, it became more and more frequent, gradually devouring his sanity.。