Five hundred years after his death, Jiang Han finally managed to crawl out of the ground.
The world had changed beyond recognition. He thought he could start a new life without any burdens, but why...
“So... you're still alive.”
“If you came back to life, why didn't you come see me? Do you feel guilty?”
“I told you I wanted to spend my whole life with you. A year less, a month less, a day less, even an hour less, and it wouldn't be a whole lifetime. You can work it out... how long have we been apart?” Yu Ge asked softly. Her fingertips traced the edge of her sword, and her smile grew gentler and gentler.
Jiang Han suddenly felt that living forever might not be entirely a good thing.
