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.,"Three months since I came into this world, and I've almost lost count of how many nightmares I've had...",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.。