The sunset is about to end, and on the side of the windowsill of the palace, a beautiful figure is standing on the edge, quietly looking at the other side of the horizon in the distance. The red sun that was about to converge in light was no longer remembered how many times this was watching the setting sun. Every time I faced this scene that I should have been accustomed to, the girl's heart actually ripples appeared in her memory. It seemed that the decisive battle also happened at such a moment. Although more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, the scene at that time was still deeply imprinted in the girl's head and will never be forgotten.