In the sarcophagus of the thousand-year-old city, a strange light draws archaeologist Lin Xiao into the vortex of time and space. When she opened her eyes in the prosperous ancient city, the guardian Su Ran in ancient costume was staring at her with deep eyes - a stranger from the future.
Modern knowledge and ancient wisdom collide here: she dredges the moat with a water conservancy blueprint, and he cuts through the fog of history with a bronze sword. The temperature of the fingertips touching the city wall when looking at the moon is hotter than any archaeological report. But the cracks in time are faintly sounding, and her existence is distorting the trajectory of the two eras.
On a full moon night, the space-time channel opens again. "I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes." Su Ran's vow has not yet dissipated, and Lin Xiao has fallen back to the modern archaeological site. The sarcophagus is still cold, but the longing is so hot that it burns my hands.
Many years later, she returned with a homemade space-time device, but she ran into the ancient city in flames. This time, she held his blood-stained sword tightly: "This time, it's me who will protect you."
The journey that spans thousands of years is the symphony of archaeological shovels and bronze swords, and it is also the love song of two hearts against time. When the dust settles, the ancient city wall will remember that there were two souls who waited for eternity in the folds of time and space.
