Long street Qitan

Song Ansheng woke up from a sleep and found that her good friend was dead. She was involved in a huge conspiracy and almost married a dead man. At this time, she met a man. They had never met before, but the strong sense of familiarity that had passed through thousands of years came to her face. The memory of sleeping somewhere in her mind kept jumping. They depended on life and death, broke the fog, and just wanted to return to the original meeting.